S P A C E IS CHANGE

Great learning, requires great space — an undeniable spaciousness within our livestream. 

But what matters more than anything, is how we are in that space.

Sometimes we get frustrated because we feel we are not moving. But I can tell you for sure, what happens in the lull of life, in the stillness, is the alchemy required for the shift.

In the frustration and friction of the seemingly non moving, in the appearance of not realising all that we dream for is the medicine, the scintilla that gets us across the line.

Real space is what allows the integration, it is what allows the required gestation, space is what allows those ah-ha moments to drop in — the epiphany that you have been waiting with bated breath for.

Sometimes that space is days, sometimes it’s weeks, and hell, sometimes it’s even godforsaken years. 

Within the spaciousness, there is a sacred space, this place of quiet contemplation, this incredible space of beckoning. 

The calm before the storm, where you have been in deep preparation for that exact moment, since the beginning of your time.

That moment — a soul calling, to all that you are, and all that you are not. These moments at times, can feel like they last forever. 

The anticipation almost too much to bear. Time feels stretched. For we know where we want to be, yet, we are still not there. 

The passage is riddled with discomfort. 

Butterflies in our stomach, ants in our pants, an itch that we cannot seem to scratch. A frustration that we cannot seem to crack. 

We realise simultaneously we are powerless, yet all the power is within us. 

That it is us that has to choose, yet what comes through is already chosen — it is beyond our control. And, it takes us letting ourselves be taken by what will, in the dark, through the forest, to see what meets us there on the other side.

It is the threshold point. 

A point of unquestionable no-return. A point where we are tested and stretched mentally beyond our limits. To see if we can hold the vision, but more than anything hold ourselves through the passage. 

But what takes us through the passage, is our surrender. It is our letting go — a full energetic and coherent release. Fully and wholeheartedly giving ourselves up to the change in which longs to sweep through our lives.  

It is in our trust — and more than anything it is in our ability to be with death.

The premise of letting go sweeps us with fear. The fear of it never being as good as it once was, a fear of not getting what we had back, a fear of the worst. 

Our stomach turns, our minds overcome with anxiety inducing thoughts. For we want something different so so much, yet we fear that said thing so damn much too.

For who are we going to be now, if we are not what is known. If we are not what is comfortable and controllable? 

Deep down we know, it is our own power and luminosity that scares us the most.

The question is, how much do you want it?