Has walking on eggshells become a way of life …?

Are you looking for a different process than the familiar self-loathing that feeds perceived powerlessness? If so, read on ...

At that moment, I found myself feeling totally disoriented and confused, as if the time / space continuum had shifted and, somehow, did not apply to me. 

As I type this, I find myself realizing that …this is how it feels when one awakens to an alternative reality they were not prepared for, yet there it is. 

This is how it feels when we are so certain that we know what we know and then are exposed to a different reality that shows us otherwise.

This is how it feels when we live cloaked inside our worldview, resisting “the unknown” to penetrate because we would rather feel like we already know.

I think this is the state we are desperately seeking to avoid ever feeling. Because it’s disorienting. Because it’s confusing. Because it’s uncertain. 

And our cultural conditioning has taught us that uncertainty = dangerous. This makes sense when we are four and left to fend for ourselves, however, it becomes an anchor of a double-bind that keeps us unable to differentiate.

As I tread along creating meaningfully in my life, I notice so-much-bulshit going around. Part of me is filled with a strange yearning for the good ol’ days, and the other part of me knows that there was never really such a thing. At least not in my lifetime, nor any of the times I romanticize as better than. Perhaps, though, there were some parts that were better then (whenever that is) and there are parts that are better now. Given the choice, I categorically choose now.

We hang on to what "is" when the pain of hanging on feels greater than the perceived pain of letting go. Here's what letting go requires...

Reality is a social construct. Who is the storyteller? To change your life, you must change your mind. To change your mind, you must dare to question and discover...