Meeting eye to eye with the Mother again. This time it struck me with a bittersweet blow that smashed every cell of my body, turning me into scattered pieces of rubbish.
Fitness, which should be all about health, right? and however in my experience, and as the observer and empath that I am, I have in my short journey encountered a world of ego. No surprise here, as it is directly linked with the dense realm, the physical world, the body.
Of the four, it is my favourite season. The spirits wane, hibernating, romanticising. It is the perfect time to dream.
Every day we have an incredible opportunity to connect to our life's purpose, through the mysterious activity of Sleep. But we often miss it. We dismiss our dreams, as we aren't educated to understand them. Our sleeping time is sacred, and it must be honoured accordingly. As we go about life, we accumulate a debt of hours of non-sleep, making our body suffer from the failure of regeneration. This lack of sleep makes us fail in decision making, in emotional responses, and in becoming disconnected from our sense of purpose (our life's calling) due to the fatigue created. Sleeping is the only time where those who can't let go of control, do let go 🙂 It's a gentle reminder of our mere human state.
Believe me, I really do. Perhaps it's time I shouldn't. Finally free, hovering galaxies and the inner worlds.
"We just have sex but I don't allow myself to have any feelings for him/her, just in case I get attached." In our current society, this seems to be the daily bread. People seem to have lost touch with their inner selves, in more than one way. Let's dedicate a few seconds of silence to this😞.