The Truth will set you free?

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Will it?

Who said so, and who said that they said so, and how did they know? And just what is the truth anyway and where does it originate?
Welcome to my world. It's as if the ground beneath my feet has quite simply vanished, evaporated. I just don't know what I know any more. Previously held beliefs, based on my own perception of truth, just seem to be falling away. I'm questioning where all my core beliefs came from and there is no solid ground. And that's even before getting into relative truth versus ultimate truth, and dimensional realities.

I can't even be as clear as to say 'I know nothing', because maybe I know something, or everything, or nothing!!! And does it matter anyway?My list of uplifting soul moments got off to an easy start, then it started to require more thought. But I persevered and suddenly it was like creation itself burst through my mind and an overwhelming array of images and memories came flooding in. For the rest of the day, long after I had put my list aside, random images would pop into my consciousness filling me with joy.I have just had the realisation that my heart and mind aren't quite as open as they could be.

I’m wondering if this is what it feels like when duality starts to slip away, when there is no right or wrong anymore, no knowing and not knowing. We judge ourselves and others based on what we believe to be right, righteous, based on handed down wisdom we take as truth. But what happens when that all slips away, when we are not living out existing paradigms we know so well, what is the ground we walk on then?

We’re yearning for a life with more passionate conversations, more enriching friendships, more authenticity, more hands-on creativity. And not just as a one-off consumer experience. As a life.

There are times when we have an experience beyond words, beyond our conceptual understanding of applied principles - a spontaneous moment, a God Moment.

Yesterday I was sitting looking at a clear blue sky, enjoying a quiet moment. I realized after a while how my mood had elevated, how open, expansive and joyful I felt. So I got to thinking of all the small moments in life that lift the soul, that help it soar and sing. 

 I have been holding old beliefs that have stopped me being open to see the change, the transformation that we are indeed going through on all levels. I am realising how easy it is to see the errors, the so called wrongs, and to stay stuck in this perception, allowing old judgements to cloud my eyes from seeing what is being birthed.

I have a deeper realisation now of how important it is that we focus on manifesting the patterns of perfection by opening our hearts and minds. We must be the space and openness for change to manifest.



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