There is a sadness on our planet. A sadness that hurts so bad it causes us to shut down. So many of us are so crippled by this sadness, that we close our heart spaces so that we don’t have to feel it anymore or we try to exit this earth completely. We are all experiencing this on some level right now, whether we are tuned in or not. The earth is undergoing a giant healing and as its inhabitants so are we.
It is hard to be in the process of this, even though I am able to pull out and see it for all the good that it is. I still feel so much sadness. Sadness for my own personal struggles, but even more so for the struggles of the human race and of our planet. I don’t listen to the news, I haven’t for years. I am someone who tries to be very intentional about the media and information I consume and yet I still feel the sadness.
In the past I have run from this sadness. As an empath I am always feeling others emotional states, sometimes before even they are and it has taken a long time to understand what is mine and what isn't , but I still can get consumed. I spent most of my 20’s and 30’s running from this sadness. Changing my physical location, numbing out with drugs and/or alcohol, giving away my personal power so that I know longer had to be responsible for any of it. Even recently I found myself in therapy saying how much, “I hated feeling it,” but hating something doesn’t make it go away. Making something or someone the enemy, doesn’t make them go away. My sadness; Our sadness is one of our greatest allies. It is what allows us to become vulnerable and compassionate humans.
Rediscovering my genius has started to allow me space. This space has provided a sense of safety and has given me some much more grounded perspective and I’ve been able to start to say hello to my own sadness and to the collective sadness. I’ve been saying hello to the patterns and beliefs we have created for ourselves. Stories around our own personal wounds and the collectives. The ancestral wounds that get carried down for generations. The cultural wounds, that we so badly want to cover up, but no longer can. The abuse and manipulation. The misuse of power in the different ‘systems’ we have created and gotten accustom to over time. I’ve been saying hello to it all. I know there are so many others who are doing this exact same thing, I know we are out there. I know we understand that if we stop shutting the sadness out, but instead invite it in for a warm cup of tea. That if we begin to give it the space, warmth and safety it deserves. If we begin looking it in the eye, that we will inevitably help our planet to heal.
It starts within though, It starts with the individual. We can’t help anyone else to heal, if we aren’t first helping ourselves. My journey thus far in rediscovering my friend genius is providing this gift for me. I am fully understanding what it means to ‘show up for myself.’ To nurture my inner genius and my own unique blue print. I see how even though I am my own unique expression, I am a part of a greater genius, and that in order to play in this arena, I have to be able to see and accept the parts that aren’t so comfortable. I have to be able to say hello to the sadness and the wounding. It is our ability to feel our emotions that makes us such an intrinsic gift for this planet.
Im realizing that coming home to our genius is coming home to where it all started. To the beginning.
I hope that we all start to make our way home soon.
