When Things Go Wrong
Nothing is permanent. And if we are holding onto things that we need to let go of, sometimes it takes an outer fire to ignite our fire within, to help us do just that, let go.
Change by fire can be one of the most excruciating, terrifying, uncontrollable, horrendous, and unbelievable forces of nature and annihilation of what has been.
In our personal lives, it can show up in many ways: such as a divorce, a cancer, the loss of a dear career, the death of a close beloved, friend, or pet. Or even a loved and comfortable way of being or living that is no longer appropriate for us.
These are in fact, some of the quickest and greatest ways to help get us moving, unstuck, out of self doubt, and on the road to manifesting something new, better, and more fulfilling, even more loved, loving, and lovable, — Our Heart’s Longing —. It doesn’t matter if you are aware of it yet or not, it’s there.
Fire awakens us, sometimes very rudely, shockingly, and even agonizingly; ripping away our stability, sense of self, and false fronts, stories, and securities that no longer serve us. It does not matter whether we understand it yet or not.
But when the fire storm is over we see that we are left with some core, naked truth. It may be of ourselves, our lives, our purpose, our work, our relationships. If we search deep enough, we will find that our fear and blocks have been ripped open and exposed so we can now see, clear, and heal them. We become more conscious of what we truly want and of what truly matters.
And we begin to find that our need and abilities to change, reshape, reorganize, grow, accept, and love, ourselves and our lives, also enter into the void that was left from the fire. We then can choose to act on the wake-up call to transmute, transform, and transcend, or not.
We have the power to beautifully orchestrate what we need, and we can begin to attract it to ourselves. We know what to do to become more whole, and if we pursue it, everything changes for good.
This is where we’ll need trust, patience, diligence, and sometimes expert help, in creating our next adventure.
A wonderful poem from Rumi is coming to mind. It’s called:
This Guest House.
It goes like this;
“This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.”
In love & gratitude,