I’ve never been an activist.
I know activists. I’ve had experiences with them. The current conflict around Israel is a peak example of collective victim consciousness waving flags and screaming its subconscious self-hatred into the world.
Many don’t know they’re being used by a terror regime. Those who do know have no idea what they’re supporting. And those who are aware of both are themselves controlled by malevolent forces.
One year ago I didn’t believe in off-world forces. But Oct 7th and every escalation towards more and more anti-freedom hatred is only explainable with an implanted mass psychosis.
Covid was the test drive. This is the real deal.
And if you feel in any way called to your own embodiment, there’s no sustainable change here without a deep, honest look at your own shadow. Your own hatred. Your own soul fractures. Your own trauma. Your own porousness.
Because that porousness allows you to be manipulatable by fear and worry and shame and guilt. Those states aren’t wrong to feel. In fact, we must feel them and meet them with love.
But the more you ignore those hidden strings, the easier you are guided into the mob.
The loud ones.
The group violence.
I’m not exempt from this. Do you think I don’t feel the stirrings of wrath and violence pulling on my skin?
I do feel them.
So let me come clear.
I’m a bitch. I, as a human vessel, am capable of evil. I’m not a savior, or pure, or “all is love and light”.
But I also stand for sovereignty and self-responsibility.
I stand for clarity.
I stand for the unfogged window of seeing what’s really going on.
Your ego will get hurt on the journey. You will have resistance. You will project and blame others for what your mind thinks is going wrong in your life. You will feel discomfort. And there’s no going back. There’s no trade. This work is life-long.
Especially now, you’ll be tempted by your addictive, consumptive patterns. Maybe alcohol or other drugs or compulsively checking the news or Twitter for another hit of, “I shouldn’t, but I can’t stop.” …
Part of me definitely wants to fall into that dark spiral, to let my whole attention be consumed by an endless stream of terrible news.
You know why I don’t do that?
Because I physically know that pulls me away from creation. It’d put my body into freeze.
A body in freeze = tight nervous system = blockage of energy = stress = estrangement from creativity and expansion.
You know who that’d serve? Absolutely no human being on the planet.
And service to humanity is the most vital, most important thing.
Ultimately, it doesn’t even matter whether you’re reading this post or someone else’s who transmits the same frequency.
The important thing is whether you accept the call or not.
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