…is not death. Not really. Millions face death every day and we find our peace with that, because death is not an end.
What we really fear is Becoming. We see it as a vast unknown, terrifying and empty of all that is familiar and grounding and safe. We sense a landscape but cannot see it. We long to cling to the objects and experiences that have feathered our nests and given us a kind of warmth, even if that nest has been polluted with the detritus of another’s ill intent and the corpses of memories that cause us pain.
We would rather hold onto pain than to step into a reality where we fear we will lose ourselves.
Some have misinterpreted this as a fear of success. Consider that what we fear is that if we let go of this illusion that we call existence for a very different type of existence, that we will dissolve and cease to be our essential selves.
This is the lie that is programmed into us so that we will only choose to evolve when we can face that fear, with full consciousness, and still say “YES”.
The lie is that we are separate and orphaned, any experience of Source a dim notion on the fringes of reality. It is the idea that our individuality is somehow a pollution of Its purity, and if we wish to return home we must relinquish who we are.
This is so very far from the truth. As far as a Universe is wide. We are intentional and right beings of light, living and experiencing and learning. We are doing exactly what we are meant to do.
The problem is that we are too good at our jobs. We are too good at living in this dimension, in this reality. Too good at making our nest, our reality bubble, our pocket universe. We are so good at it that we can come up with a billion different versions of it, each encased in a separate and individual mind, and all co-exist in truth and reality. The task now is to find our next step in the Journey.
Many say they are ready for it, and eagerly waiting for “ascension powers”. It is the letting go of that which we have made around ourselves, all of the objects and experiences and physical locations that each of us sees as “me”, that becomes more difficult with time. This is why children find it easier to be exceptional than a middle aged person. A child has not lived a lifetime of memories, nor collected a household full of objects to hold them. A life on the upward cycle of such beginnings has not learned to be static, or learned that it has limits. The landscape of our imagination will always be bounded by perceived limits.
Memory can become a prison. Precious things from our past that we hold onto for a variety of reasons are not in themselves bad, but they can become part of the trap. We don’t truly need those things anymore than we truly need those memories, because nothing is lost and nothing is forgotten. All that has ever been is Remembered in the energy that makes up all that there is.
That is not to say that all are called to adopt a loner, vagabond lifestyle. An artificial disconnection would not exempt one from the struggle to let go, and even in an empty existence something of grace will serve to hook one at the crucial moment of choice. Each must find their authentic path.
What is memory? We believe, thanks to the disinformation of our scientific-medical-industrial complex, that memory is something that only exists in our physical brains. It is widely believed that we must play all sorts of games to remember all sorts of information from the minor to the necessary to the sublime.
Consider that Memory is a function of Mind, and the physical brain a type of transportation hub carrying Mind from one strata to the next, to our bodies, and back out again. Some hubs are more efficient than others. Some hubs are better with words and others are better with pictures. There are hubs with 50 stations running simultaneously and others that hum along happily with just a few. And not one hub is “better” than the other. Simply different.
The accumulation of memory in the academic, old paradigm style becomes a giant construct that we have to carry. It reminds me of the scene in the movie, Labyrinth, where the heroine is “piled on” by a seemingly well-meaning being carrying their house on their backs until she begins to resemble them. Just in time, her awareness kicks in and she stops the process before it is too late.
In much the same way, we are given the opportunity to evaluate and let go of things that we do not need at many junctures over our lifetime. Everyone is given glimpses into the Source Record where everything that we will ever need to know is retained. I feel that is one of the rules of this Journey, but this is my intuition rather than direct knowledge.
Perhaps you have had moments contemplating what ascension might mean for you. What will existence be like should such a thing occur? Everyone has moments of doubt and misgivings, and that is part of the process, too. Through contemplation we receive the answers we need at each stage of the journey. It really is okay to trust the process.
What do any of these things mean for each of us? It truly is an unknown landscape and the clincher is that we don’t get to have a preview. We can only take the leap when we Believe we are ready to do so.
It gets easier each time we try.