Apophatica

Sit.  Breathe.  Be.

I know it’s not easy.  It’s downright frightening.  What if in that silence you are forced to sit with your “stuff”?  What if it becomes unbearable to face the things that you have been able to keep under the surface by constantly thinking and doing?  What if you come undone?

Don’t worry.  You won’t.

Silence.  What an ironic word.  It connotes the lack of speech, but yet it tells us so much: so much about who we are, who we are becoming, who we have been, who we need to be, who we truly are.  Becoming is uncomfortable, but it’s the only way.

“It’s easier to focus on the future,” you say.  But is it?  The treacherous land of shouldas and couldas is a dreary place, but dread over the realm of what-ifs is just as bad.  It will most certainly unravel you as you ignore the present and consume yourself with all that could go wrong.

There is no past.  There is no future.  There is only the present.  Right here, right now.  The rest are mere illusions created out of our perceptions and the way we reacted (and are still reacting) to them.

The idea of going deep is as foreboding as T.S. Eliot’s Wasteland, but it really isn’t a bad place.  Yes, fear will be there to greet you in a handful of dust.  Yes, the sight of your True Self will startle you as it reflects back at you from those fathomless waters.  Don’t turn and run – go deeper, deeper, deeper.  Go so deep that you emerge from the other side fully clothed in who you really are, resurrected, reborn, truly you.

Sit.  Breathe.  Be.

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