The necessary disintegration of our former selves forces us to clutch, in the depths of our extremity, at whatever it is that we believe to be the source of LifeSharon Blackie
I imagine there is a story inside of you gestating and ripening to perfection. Dare you open your voice and set it free to enchant your life. Dare you speak the words that live in the back of your heart and give form and sound to the whispers of something different than the story that was thrust down your throat; impostering itself as truth, entrapping your identity.
Your gift is what the world needs. If we distilled all of the healing modalities down to one truth it is that you are a vital piece of the puzzle. When you lose your innate shape, and have been molded by something that knows not of your soul, illness, imbalance and confusion will become a steady irritant in the backdrop of your life. Many can live with the irritant and do so in clever, numbing ways. But is that what you embarked upon this remarkable journey for? To live a life made up of coping skills all the while the angels in the background of your life scream at you?
Each and every living thing has the medicine within to regenerate and resurrect itself from stagnant states, illness, oppression, and dare I say- suffering. Being human, feeling the expanse of every human sensation, is a birthright and a privilege. Allowing this human life to mold you into a relic of wisdom is an art form. Choosing this pathway will heal the deepest core wounds of your soul.
When this re-alignment begins within you there will be an alchemy that spirals out into the lives and spaces around you. It is old fashioned magic, not some fantastical overplayed cliche. So, to find communion with this gift and therefore your healing, all you do is make choices that align with and follow the deeper, silenced voice that has been ignored- often times (always) for many generations.
It’s simple. I know you have everything you need. You packed your medicine bundle and flailed yourself Earthbound in radical faith that She would catch you. And She did. All you have to do is find those who can reflect your medicine and restore your remembering that you are supported in full abundance for birthing forth the gift of your soul- no more and no less- and a big huge “you could not have dreamt what is waiting for you all alone”.
My oath is to mirror your ability to find your way home without projection of anything that clouds your authentic heart and original voice. I will never work harder than you or feed you a little blue pill and deprive you of the journey you must take to steward yourself. Within the mundane life is where your miracles live.
Welcome to the journey…
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