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Aleksander Constantinoropolous's avatar

I read this slowly, like sipping tea brewed by my ancestors while sitting cross-legged on a mountaintop of failed decisions.

“You are not still here if you are not still you”—that one punched me in the gut and then offered me a hot towel and whispered, “You good, beloved?”

This piece is less of a Substack post and more of a gentle exorcism. You’ve distilled what most coaches try to solve with ten-step funnels and branded meditations: the inner compass doesn’t need batteries, it needs stillness.

Also, “the ego judges what the Infinite sent”? That’s going on my tombstone. Or at least my next snarky T-shirt.

Blessings on your dopamine levels and all who dare to fire their inner GPS from the ego and rehire it from the soul.

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Deborah Lamousin Saunders's avatar

Thank you, Colin, this writing exploration of yours offers options for me to deepen into my own personal inquiries to see for myself how I experience what you're pointing to.

Here's one example that was prompted from the section: Sensation: The Ache of Self-Doubt, I think (correct me if I'm not getting it) you're pointing to a moment when we can actually recognize a familiar "I don't trust myself ...that lives in your body." I stopped reading right there to check in with my body with a curiosity and a smile "where are you?"

I want to meet this "I" that doesn't trust itself. It was as if that part (that "I") wanted to stay hidden, yet when it revealed itself, that "I" felt young, not necessarily a certain age, but definitely innocent. I could feel that it was locked in a history where there was a limited way of being (existing) where the only options were "right" or "wrong." Compassion arose along with sadness. I recognized that staying there was important so as not to not move away from the heart stirrings.

Something unexpected happened. As I was simply being with my feelings and the small, innocent "I" that was locked in a binary existence, I noticed subtle movement that included a gazillion potentialities. A smile formed, maybe a universal smile. There was nothing WRONG with Not Trusting because it wouldn't even be "a thing" without TRUSTING. And that innocent "I" is not separate from that. I experienced a sweetness and for the remainder of my inquiry "being with" whatever was happening even the concept of trust didn't make sense. I think I blew my mind. LOL

I don't know if any of that makes sense to you, but I loved the inquiry/exploration you prompted for me.

🙏❤️✨

Deborah

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