I’ve been in a devotional cocoon tending to my ever transforming self, honouring the voices of my current truth amidst the storms of the old structures. It looks less glorious than it sounds but this is where devotion lies - in the every day, the blend of sacrum and profanum, the human path.
And here, something reveals itself to me again, so simple but yet profound. There are many psychological frameworks, spiritual traditions, healing modalities, goddamn ways to spend your time and engage spirit, body, mind. And hear me, none of them is the universal golden key to truth, self-knowledge, healing, a hell of a fun life.
These are the materials with which you forge the key within your own self. You don’t buy it off the shelf. The chances are you will need to engage with may many things to forge that key. A perfect blend, click, the door is unlocked. You cracked the code. As you walk that palace of your existence, you will likely need different keys to unlock different doors. This may sound hard or annoying but it speaks to our fundamental nature as creative beings. We have to CREATE. This is also the terrifying freedom of conscious life. Choice. Trust. Courage. Practice.
That’s why we are all so freaking beautiful because we all have something to contribute. Because no one can walk this Earth like you and enter the same rooms and see the same things with the same eyes. You are that one unique spark of awareness, the radiant speckle of dust on the holy mountain of Life. The capitalist consumerist world wont tell you about the one and only devotion and discipline that you truly need to really BE.