Waking Up

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Do you ever feel that you understand something but can’t quite put it into words.  The concept is bigger than words allow, it’s just a knowing and that knowing is magnificent in itself.  I think this might be linked to what is described as a sort of spiritual awakening.  You begin to live life with a different understanding, nothing has changed on the outside but somewhere inside of you, at the core of your existence, everything is different.  You are still living the life you always have, with the same friends and family around you, although something has shifted and that something, you can’t quite put it into words.

You look at everything differently now, you see things as if through fresh eyes.  Nature has never looked so beautiful, your drawn to art of all kinds and revel in dance, poetry and philosophy.  You blend with your surroundings, they become you, and you them, you recognise oneness. You switch off the television and cancel the papers, life is now full of questions that can’t be answered by anyone else.  Space and time for your self are an important commodity, you find silence to be almost musical and necessary for your peace of mind. You make new connections, people come into your life as if by chance but you know they are meant to be, others leave in the same way.  Love becomes real for what seems like the first time and you understand the immenseness of the feeling, to love is to live.  It becomes obvious that love is the answer to all of the problems in the world as love is caring, love is a prayer and thought for someone or something and has the ability, if given the chance, to conquer all ills.

I started to see and feel life differently after a couple of very difficult years.  I went through  a period of immense trauma including a number of significant losses, that pushed me towards introspection, I needed to know who I was, I was searching for purpose.  The shift wasn’t immediate it took time but I could never now be the same person I was once.  Of course there are elements of the old me, I’m still the same but my answers are different now.  I’m softer, I give myself time and I don’t aspire to be anything other than the best me I can be, I recognise myself as a student, I’m learning and have lots to learn.  I am as what can only be described as searcher, I’m looking for answers, but on the other hand I know some of these answers are too big for me to comprehend at the present moment.

People wake up in different ways, it’s usually a big event, a near death experience, a life changing event, whatever it is usually the breaking down of all we knew and relied on, the Tower in the tarot deck explains this well.  I’m not saying I’m awake, I’m probably far from it, but I’m on the path towards it, which is a much better place than I was in.

I don’t know why I wrote this today, I think I want to hear about the experience of others.   If your reading this and reach the end without zoning out, what does it say to you, how can you relate?  I’m having a deep Sunday here in the UK, whatever your doing I hope it’s beneficial  🙂

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Published by lizaaitken

Mother, daughter, sister, cat owner/slave. Thoughtful about life and trying to make it worthwhile.

15 thoughts on “Waking Up”

  1. I totally get everything you are saying over here on the westcoast of Canada. We are awakening, the more you understand, the more you know there is to know. The quite KNOWING is what I love in this process. My Sundays are set aside to hear the new things the Divine and the angels wish to share. Peace in loving, first yourself, when you realize you are worthy, you are able to see the worthiness of everything even if it is beyond our understanding. Blessings to you!

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  3. Wow! I have just found myself going through this very thing! How did you read my mind and pull out my thoughts? Amazing. I don’t even want to try to understand it, in case trying to understand it somehow undoes it. Like a new power.

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    1. How interesting, there is a reason we follow each others blogs, we clearly speak to each other and understand (sort of) what is going on. Weird yes, but things happen if they are meant to be. I know what you mean about the super power thing 😉

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      1. On Friday, I ran into one of my mom’s friends, a neighbor I lived next door to decades ago. She was always a fireball! lol but she was drinking Prosecco, which I had never heard of. Then today, I was watching a morning show, and one of the stories was about Christie Brinkley who had recently started selling…. Prosecco. That kind of thing has been happening all the time for a couple of weeks! It’s surreal.

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      2. You hadn’t heard of Prosecco! I’m only joking, it’s very common here in the UK. Probably because we are so close to France.

        I think we reach a point in life where things seem to slip into place, synchronicity occurs more often or is it coincidence? I think things are meant to happen, it’s all in the greater plan, nothing happens by accident, it’s all part of the journey. There we are thinking we are leading our own lives and find out we are not in control at all, no, I don’t really believe that as I think we also have free will in how we deal with things, but we are met with challenges along the way that wake us up. They are meant to be, our lessons so to speak. Enjoy the journey and watch out for the signposts along the way 🙂

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