Time for Work

In the crisp fall morning, I awoke with understanding, clear-knowing of how to go about things. I see the next steps with clear-vision, simply as if I cleaned a window and discovered the light of day across the glass - the path is always there, right in front of me. There is much work to be done. Planning yes, but mainly preparing for what is to come. I continue to cleanse my body, mind and heart of old habits that do not serve. That do not serve me, the goodness and the light. I am a spiritual teacher, connecting more to the strong spiritual nomad of past life, I am here to help. My focus is community, energy and love. It is time for me to wake up, and honour the magnitude of my work. For years I sheltered my empathy, hid from my clair-knowing, afraid of these inner abilities and my intuition. I hid behind the fuzziness of drugs and alcohol, simple toxins that numbed the wisdom of the future, and just made me interact with present circumstance. I smoked for years, and then more years, the one thing that hindered me on waking to the highest. Slowly and steadily, as I worked diligently to clear these old habits of hiding away, more and moreso my innate sensitivities, my intrinsic knowing centre revealed itself more and more. I observe my interactions in the city, humbled and in awe with the amount of miscommunications that develop and rise. All because we do not feel safe in the love and energy of each other. We are fearful of people's motives, survival mode in the Toronto streets, uncertain of if someone running to us will push us over or hug us. Our energy becomes erratic, communication garbled. As an empath, I find more and more how I've been reflecting energy and emotion around me for years. You speak angrily towards me, I will respond in the same tone. You are stunted in speech, I fumble with my words. My constant laughter and smiles do not dispel all. My mirror-like quality of being is fearful to some, for as they look into me, they truly look into themself. Sensing fear and disconnect for years, I protected myself, by solitude, toxicity and falseness. I now choose to do the WORK. With this decision has come a flood of deepened awareness - not to lord over others, but to share with each other, to show that they have it too. We all have clarity, be it in knowledge, vision, hearing and feeling. The universe that surrounds us communicates with us every day through signs and symbols of love and wisdom, reminding us of this deep connection, this wondrous conversation between us. Call it yoga, define it however you want, it has woven it's way through generations, through cultures and terrain. So why do I write with such fervor? I feel it is time for the conversation to become louder, the talk of love, connection and feeling. As more tumult flies around us and through us, it is time for us to share this awakening. I feel so much of you, I feel the sadness of wounds, but know that does not have to be. You can shift your greatest wounds into wisdom and love. I feel the anger and frustration of lack, but know that does not have to be. You can move through this misinterpreted idea, we all can and will have all that is. I see with more clarity others challenges and disbelief in our connection and love, and I know the next step is finding the proper tools to work through this. To share with courage our suffering and pain, and watch it be comforted and healed. We are not alone. Let us work together, with trust and openness. I am not here to harm anyone, I am not here to show you that you are wrong. I am here for you to be here, you are here for me. I honour your unique differences and embrace our similarities. OM.