The Light at the End of the Tunnel

I just read on one of my favourite inspirational blogs/resources that it is time “to embrace being the light at the end of the birth canal”, in which we currently find ourselves - if you want to go with that metaphor. This resonates so much with me for I’ve consistently intuited that I need steadfastness and focus to not loose track of the opportunity that we are presented with.

I don’t think that we will soon experience a getting back to normal. Yes, stores and cafes will open and we will slowly start interacting normally with each other again. But it won’t be as careless and as mindless as it has been before. Which might hint towards the question of what we actually want to get back to, what is worth sustaining, and what we just want to leave behind us, back in the tunnel, in the birth canal.

To me it feels like this is a precious, vulnerable time, as I’m slowly trying to navigate this world from a place of more emotional connection and integrity. Just these days I realised that there is a part inside of myself that feels terribly rushed, that consistently tells me “you must, must, must”. And as I become more aware of the workings of the psyche, I suddenly understand that this must have been my modus operandi for - basically - ever. It must have been that I did everything, whether it was so called leisure/pleasure or my job and chores, from this place of duty, obligation, perfection, in short: constriction.

And to now be able to see it, acknowledge, and to care for it, is a true revelation. I don’t know the solution yet, but it seems important to simply notice and to know that there must have been an early, unconscious experience that led me to believe that only performing and being on-the-go will make me achieve and reach my goal…whatever that actually is (which I haven’t figured out yet).

It is the beauty of my practice and training in mindfulness and identity development that I gradually cultivate the awareness, strength, and tools to see myself, my responses, my inner workings more clearly; to kind of wake up from a dream that in actuality not only I but society as a whole had dreamt for a long time.

Which leads me back to my initial thought: as always, there is light at the end of the tunnel. Only that this light is not necessarily an outside gadget, condition, or situation. It is the increasing willingness of more and more human beings to touch base with themselves and clearing their internal clutter so we come back to what we are really made of: joy, intuition, love, connection, creativity, and light.

The image of myself being part of that keeps me going and serves as a mantra when things are getting rough both outside and inside. Can it keep you going too?