Blood, Sweat and Tears

I started the week processing subconscious emotional discomfort in various forms of negative traits rising to the surface through my dreams. Dreams are amazing things because they allow you to work through the deeper aspects of the psyche which in a waking state you are perhaps unaware of. The energy it takes to withhold information from your conscious self is incredibly draining and may contribute to an indefinable sense of fatigue, both physical and emotional, rendering you joyless and lacking in vitality without you knowing exactly what the cause is. That being said, exploring and interpreting dream recall is an excellent way through to self healing… but I didn’t want to talk about that today, it was the other aspect of my last post that I wanted to dive into a little deeper: loss and liberation.

Imagine for a moment standing on top of a hill under a solitary tree with a path running down each side. In one direction you would be heading back down the way you came and the other sliding into a brand new adventure… now, are you standing with a red spotted hanky tied to the end of a stick holding the sum of your knowledge or are you standing beside a pile of suitcases and boxes?

Did I mention it’s a long road, you have no transport other than your wits and your ability to make friends along the path? You could always gamble that your new friends won’t mind carrying your baggage with you…

Liberation is about lightening the load, the tree is about strength, longevity, patience and fruitfulness, and it represents shelter and safety; the road offers a choice to go back, to stay put or to explore, and the baggage… well that represents how easy your choice is going to be.

Letting go of the baggage has to be a choice and some times it’s a painful one, especially when you’ve worked so hard and invested so much in terms of time, energy and resources to achieve it: blood, sweat and tears I believe the term is.

When you invest, invest in experience. Experience creates knowledge, wisdom and memories… and they all fit in your red spotted hanky. it’s time to ditch some of the stuff you can’t carry. If you cannot picture what part it plays in your intended new life, let It go.

Principle 5: I AM Liberated.

More later… x

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