Rising from the Mud

Lightening the heart, and rising from the mud

I can openly share now I have known deep suffering.

From being diagnosed as a teenager with borderline bi polar, to a number of critical suicide attempts I have lived a life hiding behind my own killer and in fear of attack and punishment outside. There has been no outside tyrant but my own mind and amongst my incredible softness and femininity lived a force attempting to destroy me and keep me under the water.

I now know this force was non other than my dormant power .

I am grateful for the years of deep inner transformation work that has supported me to heal and transform and learn my own soul medicine.

I feel as a deep empath and sensitive soul lies also an incredible resilient fighter and I am beginning to see much deeper into my own constructed personality and those of others.

Behind the veil lies other worlds and often they are stories untold.

Behind the sweet maiden lies a devil and vice versa

Behind the soft words lies a roar

Behind the attacker lies a broken child

Behind the Victim lies a powerful creator

Behind the festering wound lies the Queendom of grace

Behind the pain lies true purpose

I have also come to realise that it is most challenging to truly take responsibility for it all and very few beings I have come across really know how to. Most beings need to blame and project and it happens and again. ( Myself included at times)

I see the more one embraces and embodies power and grace , those who are lacking will latch on and do anything to drag it down, sadly often by those we love and trust most around us, and also sadly those who are rising allow themselves to fall and drown and spin again by not truly realising their self worth.

Rising from the mud and the resurrection of the soul sees it all. Knows it as itself. Owns it all. Owns its own humanity.

Its inner manipulator, killer, rapist, racist, imperfect self and will not seek to put another down out of its own insecurity and will not try anymore to hide behind the personality . It will keep rising and inviting those around to rise too.

We are all of it.

Those who are not willing to own their own humanity, usually stay separated and will stay stuck in their wheel until the core wound is felt, vibrated, the tears fall and life comes back to the thirsty soul.

This wound often is a mother father wound, and we as adults are often still playing out our parental stories on the world around us and therefore end up acting like children sometimes. We are not meant to be perfect, though in the state the world is in, this could be our most powerful move, to own our own humanity and confess it, share it by speaking it, and stay loving too ourselves especially through it.

I have come to know that resurrection cannot happen without letting out the hidden secrets, the deep shames, the aching longings, the cry for help, the owning of our fears, our rejections and our abandonments.

Rising together is so much more FUN and uplifting

Thank you to all my reflections and all those that have held up mirrors for me to own my humanity more and more!

Thank you for this life