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Gentleness is Strength

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When I feel my vulnerability…I tremble inside. There is a subtle terror in revealing one’s self. Allowing the masks to drop and unveiling what is most real, can feel pretty scary. It’s like walking around partially naked and feeling like everyone sees that you are different. Noticing that everyone else has on their familiar persona and you are alone in your simplicity.

Sometimes there are others who see, understand and relate. Usually, most people feel a bit uneasy around a defenseless being. Probably because they feel their own protective masks and need to play them out regardless. They seem to get that you aren’t really interested in playing out their game any longer and are not sure what else to do.

I just continue to be imperfectly naked in the ways that are allowing my facades to  drop and to pass through. I am what I am, no more, no less. Not too interested in the greed game or the I’m important because game or the I’m a victim game. Just being here and allowing less to be enough. It allows for a simpler orientation. Not a lot of big story too fill in all the space with. The dramatic responses are becoming  irrelavent and not that interesting.

Who are we without all this. There is a feeling of emptiness that is quite different from being in the stories of the world. A quiet that is a deep aloneness. Sometimes lonely, usually just quiet and every once in a while mind chatter seeking to engage with someone.

Although there is less of a need to engage with anyone’s stories. They are so much of the same old victim paradigm. Not really much new. Then I meet someone and I can feel their heart participating and there’s sincere eye contact and a shared inner knowing that is palpable.

Then the words don’t really matter much. There is an easy natural connection. No one trying to impress or downplay or strategize…just a simple knowing. It’s easier this way. I walk away feeling met and seen. Now being naked is an honest revealing.

There is true strength in this form of gentle connection. Deeper, more aware, penetrating moments piercing through to the fabric of existence. There is a shared knowing which transcends all the misunderstandings of this world. This is communion, deep and real.

Then it is gone. Or is it?  This may actually be a doorway which when opened allows for more true union. Human beings long to belong, to be seen, to get it right and to be good enough. What if we are already home, fully loved and accepted and we just need to be brave enough to be what we are.

When we are transparent in this, we are becoming what we have always been and always will be. Perfectly imperfect beings. Never will we be good enough or get it right in the standards of this world. Yet, we will always strive to hit an even greater mark. Until we realize there truly is no target, we spin the wheels of the mind endlessly stratagizing the next great  conquest. We call this strength.

Of course it seems to take great strength to continue these pursuits.  We are considered brave when the hunter shoots the lion and puts his head on the wall.

How absurd is this strength that ceaselessly tries to get the advantage in the situation.  True bravery comes from revealing and living from the heart. Not superficially, but, rather from a deeper unwinding of the heart. Through so many lifetimes, the heart has been jammed up by the head. Rarely allowed to demonstrate its true strength. We, go along lifetime after lifetime until finally there is a breakthrough. The heart is now here and boy does it hurt.

We have much heartache, betrayal, abandonment, abuse that we have experienced and that we have inflicted. True  courage is allowing the heart to feel again, to breathe life into this beautiful, humble servant.

This is where true strength begins to arise. When we are willing to feel this pain and to forgive it and to love again. This is where real life begins and drama ends. Yes, it hurts…more than anything. Yet, without this remarkable companion life is deadened and the old drama stories get very old. When the heart becomes freer of the old, numbing ways, there is a refreshing, new start. There is a newness, an innocence that is vulnerable, free and open.

Courage comes from the French word ‘cour’ meaning heart. They are inseparable. There is no true courage without the heart. There is mental play…which when felt into is quite superficial. The realm of the heart runs all the way to the soul. They are aligned.

The heart responds to the urgings of the soul.  Which again, can leave one feeling quite alone. The callings, guidance and simple whisperings of the heart are in a different language than the mind. They are far more simple, yet they are profound in their ability to quickly break through the illusions of this world. For this is the greatest tool to awakening which we as human beings have. You would think that a tool this amazing would be commonly employed.

Most are afraid of the true strength and power of the heart. It’s rewards are quite different than that of the mind. Love is not considered a strength in most of the world.

To be gentle is not a power tool, so it is used very infrequently. Rarely is it even eminating from the heart center.  When it is,  it can and will open doors in ways that create the most beautiful transformation for the soul.

This is the mystery, the magic and the magnificence of who we truly are. From the center of our hearts, the soul enters and shifts reality drastically. Who or whatever you think you are is eradicated and adjusted into a human being capable of extraordinary miracles.

These may not add up to millions of dollars or a new Mercedes, but, I assure you, you will feel a shift in reality that will ‘blow your mind’ open.

Once this opening occurs, you will know what you are. Once this is experienced there is a longing for this to become one’s home eternally and truly it is this.

Yet, there is still necessary shedding of the identity that  will then allow more and more and more heartfelt presence. There are moments or passages where there is a reprieve from this healing, but those who are here to awaken usually only get small breathers.

This unwinding of the ego is painful, yet there is an ever increasing simplicity to orient from. This gentle simplicity is your strength, with less and less story to defend, there is more and more presence to live from. Strength becomes gentleness becomes strength.

To your strength;

Andrea
303-545-5485

True Loving

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Love, desire, longing, yearning…deepening, revealing…arising.

A dance of wholeness, welcoming it all, embracing each other’s distance. Sadness…what do you look like? I remember your touch…calming, soothing, passionately alive.

Just being, listening, not knowing. Longing, melting into…deeper surrender…what is this love?

I imagine looking into each other with open eyed amazement and in this moment we see each other…we know each other. Who we are is revealed…the shadow is melting and we are beloved.

Hot tears melting old ways, the separation that has kept us  from seeing the love we are. So much passing through…past lives, this life. Still we are here. Seeing, holding, awakening within the one heart which lives and breathes through us.

There is a sweetness now that is beyond all ideas of what each other is…there is a beautiful reprieve…an innocence that allows this love to bloom…hearts healing, deep forgiveness, releasing  old pain, mind calms. There is a soothing silence that brings forth the words that both  long to behold. ‘I see you…I love you…you are me…there is no other.’  Separation subsides.

In this union we are enough…embracing each other from within deepest chambers of  heart. Gracefully, gratefully offering this love with open hands.  Reaching to one another, touching, holding, enveloping, merging, melting into the chalice that brings divine love to its threshold.

In unison there begins a rhythm, a movement of the one. Soul filled union awakens a deeply fathomable presence… an unparalled awakening to all that is real and everlasting. This tender holding landing like a butterfly on a flower, yet, emblazing the courage to live from this eternal knowing.

Separately we are not enough. We try so hard like lonely children running scared in the night. Yet, the wound of separation runs deeply all the way to the beginning of incarnation on this planet.

When we are seen and our soul mate holds us, welcomes us over and over, cares for us and cries within our deepest sorrows; together we can laugh with abandon of this lonely world. We feel each other deeply  within, separation is over  and finally we rejoice for  this entire incarnation is culminating in an over flowing chalice of love from both hearts that is infinite and eternal and made real in each others beloved presence.

To love one fully is to love all. Until we are seen and held at this deep, core level…the core wounding that we are not enough and that we have to get it right will continue to play out in our lives unmercifully.

We are not here at this point in our planetary awakening to continue to live from this separate ego state. Mother Earth cries out through her immense  depletion…stop all the greed filled games of separation now. You will only be fulfilled through love for each other…not compassion for your suffering…the true love that sees each other.

With utmost sincerity I reveal to you now…you came to be in union with your beloved and to share the overflowing blessing of this union first with each other and then with your soul family. There will be no lasting peace and joy until this homecoming is fully realized and then shared within the unconditional acceptance of each others love.

‘I see you and I behold my own divinity.’ I have journeyed many lives with you and know your soul. You are so much like me, yet we are choosing to play out opposite. The chemistry is palpable, magnet and polarizing. Yet, we continue to dance, yearning for the one love to continue to reveal that you are me…to soften into the reawakening of the beloved in this deep, complete union.

Every wave of attraction and repulsion whispering subtly to your hearts…its time to come home. Stop hurting one another. You have played this fearful dance long enough. There is no where else to go…come home angels of the night. Drop the armour and protection, surrender your hearts to one another on the celebratory table of one love.

The heart welcomes and rejoices…it knows no other way, but to welcome home the love which will set all free. Breathe new life into your hearts…the old games are over.

In this moment of seeing and knowing…there is no other…only the one. There is no one to save or to rescue, there is truly no world. All is surrendered into this sacred fire for the purification of the soul. What arises is the beloved through your forms. He and she are the blessing which given the breathe of life are the creators of the magnificence which until now has laid dormant on this planet.

Deeply suppressed awaiting…enough money, the perfect other, a new car? NO…stop, pause, reflect deeply…you have had all this and more and more and more. The soul is awaiting…the one who can see through your fear, who can call you on all your games, the one who knows your soul fully…who can continue to love you imperfectly in all the chaos, confusion, disorder, control all the futile mechanisms that fear throws at your eyes, hearts and souls to hide love from you. To love you until all the games stop and only love resides. This is here for you now.

You have come to one another for the eternal blessing that is inherent in every soul mate union…you have come to one another to set each other free of all the entrapments of this world. Melting into the union that will comfort, yet purify, transform and awaken your truest nature.

This is love, all else is separation played and replayed lifetime after lifetime. So old are these ego boosting stories, so replayed in yet another moronic version of the same old, same old. Is this not boring to you yet?

We are separate and we have to keep up the games to prove this to our separate selves…lost souls wondering in the darkness of their own egos relentless empty gratifications. Nothing, nothing is more terrifying to the separate self than the completion that this union offers. For the power inherent within the soul mate relationship will bring you home.

Stop running…keep walking bravely into this fire together…come home, bring your beloved home…your heart is enough. Welcome love home.

There is no other mechanism on this planet that will drop a being to their knees in sacred prayer for the eternal revelation inherent within the magnificence of this love.

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The deep abiding truth that these two souls in their passion, their tears, their longings and fears, in all the past that will arise for healing and the future dreams that await revealing, that everything moves through these beloved souls.

Where else can this occur?

This is why the greatest songs, poems, stories, what passes before ones eyes before they die, what people will take their life for…is this soul mate love.

If it is taken for granted and uncared for and dwindles away both souls deeply suffer the passing of this blessed gift…the full realization of divine love. Seize each moment within this awakening…do not fall asleep. Desire for the sight, the touch, the tender knowing of this being, allow your hearts to enfold to one another in sacred divine sweetness. Melt into the blessed knowing that I am you and we are home.

In love always;

Andrea
RadiantAwareness.com
303-545-5485

Life Well Loved

butterflies< As much as we wish for love to be a light, airy journey through the enchanted mysteries of life, it more often is a delving into the comedy and tragedy of all of our hearts’ yearnings, longings, grasping, pushing, pulling, jealousy and insecurity. And then, we have momentary serenity, fleetingly passing through. So why do we enter this semi crazed love dance? Like a moth to the flame, the lure of love is compelling. It is tremendously imperfect, yet it offers the unprecedented opportunity to experience profound moments within our heart space and our lover’s heart space. These are refreshing breathers where we reflect on the aliveness, the exquisite sweetness and beauty and the true bravery of two very different hearts yearning to be seen, held and fully loved back to our eternal nature. No other type of connection offers this much real, juicy aliveness…the opportunity to burn up all the falseness we identify with in each encounter. There’s just too much gaming around in most other connections. In the ‘love relationship’ there is a direct appeal for love. There is a call for awakening through love. For so very long, I played out the spiritually too old and stale motto that love comes from within. Then I was convinced through the ‘Real Love’ Program that love must mostly come in an unconditionally loving formula from others. I realized that with either choice there wasn’t enough. Now, I am authentically aware that love is about standing or falling into the flame of eternal desire and allowing it to consume me. To yell from the pain, laugh from the absurdity, to seize the moment and fall back asleep. It is all this. And yet it is not a real journey. There is no where to go. It is not about getting anything. Truly when the grasping wears down, the palm opens and there is an offering from the vulnerable heart. Now love is perfectly present. The subtle sweetness of the butterflies wings are gently felt with the ease and grace of self mastery. It can rest…no where to go, nothing to do, no grasping, no pushing, pulling, complete relinquishment of all that is…and the story winds down. Now what emerges is grace herself carried on the wings of this delight. She dances and muses with all of life…fluttering, here, there and anywhere she whimsically wishes. Lightness of heart, she is freedom and to all she brings this lightness of being and a treasure to behold. You cannot grab her or she will rapidly dissipate. You can love her in all your being. She will light the way now and help you in every moment to relinquish all the pain and suffering of a life well lived. So the question is where do I find her? She is everywhere, she is nowhere and most truly…she is, always has been, always will be…you. When we dance fully, we exhaust the story…we surrender fully into the fire, we are consumed by the emptiness and the ecstasy of all that is. Now we open our hand and now she will gently grace your life, your love and all that dance within the fires of a life well loved.