Well, at least I recognize it.
There is currently a person in my life who represents something to be freed from. In truth, there is no improvement or solution outside of myself and no moment is better than any other. All is perfect and for my highest good. Yet my reaction to this person is so strong in me: disgust, revulsion, distaste, dissatisfaction, judgment – he seems to me to be so unhealthy, negative, toxic, hurt, angry and blaming everything and everyone but himself.
He is a mirror, helping me to see what still is not love in me. I run a story that he stops me from doing what I want to do, having what I want to have. And when I run that old story, I am inevitably unhappy.
How do I break through this?
Send unconditional love… be where you truly are… accept…
This is an old relationship pattern that I have struggled with for decades. I ask my guides, my higher self: “Teach me, help me to learn what I need to learn here, to see what I need to see, to completely clear, thank and release this pattern, this story, this emotion of blame and feeling like a victim.”
I created the experience of this pattern so I could see it and clear it from where I am now. I took myself into delusion and out of the truth of my being. That truth, to which I returned again and again yesterday, is the ground of my being here in physicality.
Like my recently discovered joy in sobriety, I deeply value this turn and return to the truth - the ground - of where I am, who I am, what I am now.
When I use the word ‘ground,’ it is as the base upon which the soles of my feet are placed and the electrical grounding as well. It seems important to recognize this.
This turning returning to my truth is essential integrity and … the words wholeness and completion come. It is there from whence I truly shine unconditional love, transmutational violet light, golden Christ consciousness (not quite the same as unconditional love… somewhat more than), the living light of my perfect whole being in the world.
I see clearly now that in truth I cannot shine these when I am in any aspect of denial of my being.
I run stories – have done so for many years – and it is time now for those stories to end. I feel this exigency within me lately.
The question, turn and return, is very simple: Who am I now? What am I now? Where am I now?
Wherever it might be, I like this place very much; it is sacred ground.
