People ask me to recount my âspiritual awakeningâ and itâs a very disappointing story to tell because there was no crescendo. No build up. No climax. Without sounding like Iâm greasing my own shaft - my âspiritual awakeningâ happened at birth. And was subsequently intensified by various experiences in early childhood.
But none of it was my faultâŠ
I happened to be struck by the bolt of impossible fortune when God gave me my incredible parents. (Or gave me to them). Who are advanced souls in their own right.
We begin registering language in the brain at the beginning of the second trimester. Retroactively, what was once a blur of noise, takes on the structure and weight of meaning.
Since as far back as I can remember - I have constantly been exposed to (and actively sought after) the rawest form of the truth that could possibly be found. Never been interested in sugar coating. Comfortable lies disgust me. Picking the red pill 100 out of 100 times no matter how painful it is to swallow.
Out of absolute loyalty to integrity, virtue, and God, my parents made the commitment to me that they would never tell me a single lie. (To my best knowledge, they upheld this.) except for when they lied about the non existence of a surprise party that I suspected ⊠I was actually not okay about that, because it was the ONE time they lied to me. In retrospect, I was a little dramatic about it, but it took me a while to get over. This is how out of character lying is/was for them.
How this manifested: The most blatant illustration I can paint for this⊠is the fact that my parents never let me believe in Santa Claus. From Day one. âRubi, Santa isnât real. Itâs the parents that are buying presents for their kids.â and they would even explain ââŠbut, some parents donât want their kids to know this. And we have to respect that. So donât tell them. Thatâs their parentâs job.â
This was a core memory for me and would go on to be a fundamental and foundational pillar of the way I looked at the world. It baffled me. âWhy on earth would parents intentionally deceive their kids⊠and how is everybody just okay with this?â I couldnât understand it. But from that moment forth grasped the extent to which society is happy to perpetuate psychological smokescreens.
The Santa thing was so unbelievable to me, it sparked an insatiable appetite for uncovering and dispelling bullshit wherever it hid. It was heavy for a four year old and my reaction was an intense one.
Fast forward >>>
Without opening the can of worms too much⊠Both my parents being pastors, the entirety of my childhood was saturated with an endless stream of quoted scriptureâŠ
And above all other verses that were drilled into me?
John 17:14-15 stood out above all the rest.
The idea that we are âIn this world, but not of this worldâ was an idea that my parents reinforced in me constantly, through daily prayer.
Over and over, for years, I was instructed in a manner that made obvious the fact that WHAT and WHO we are⊠is much more than what is visible to the naked eye, and even much more than is even able to be comprehended by the human mind.
My motherâs #1 favourite movie is The Matrix
because of how closely she feels it mirrors the truth about reality.
Having the childhood I had, it was impossible for me to come out of it having any other worldview aside from perceiving the entire Game/understanding the fact that we live in a hologram simulation and have being on various planes of existence, where the 3D realm that we currently inhabit is a laughable, albeit necessaryâpart of our journey.
[Which, an understanding of this, is what most people refer to as âa spiritual awakeningâ]
Everyone will eventually come realise this in time.
It does not make you better than others.
Nor does it necessitate sorrow, grief, or isolation.
You are IN this world but not OF this world.
You are here to EXPERIENCE polarity and skilfully navigate your way through the world.
NOT AVOID IT!
Namaste.
WHAT YOU DO
WHEN THE CLOCK HITS 12:00 JAN 1ST
IS SUPER IMPORTANT
THE ENERGY YOU CROSS INTO THE NEW YEAR WITH
IS THE ENERGY YOU WILL CARRY INTO THROUGH WHOLE YEAR
DO NOT BE LIKE THE GOYIM
DO NOT CROSS OVER DRUNK
ALCOHOL ON NYE IS A PSYOP
LOCK THE FUCK IN.
is anyone else fucking nauseated by this generationâs addiction to pretending theyâre victims of lives they themselves chose?
You feel âburnt outâ because you have sold your soul, violated your own spiritual integrity so many times, so casually, via innumerable cowardly increments to the point that your insides donât even flinch anymore, choosing the outwardly easyâinwardly hard, way out. Youâve been knowingly tolerating less than you are capable of because itâs comfortable and mimetic desire has you chasing things you didnât even want in the first place because someone else convinced you that thatâs what would bring lasting fulfilment, knowing from the beginning that it wouldnât satisfy you, but you ignored your intuition and did it anyway only to find both it and yourself an empty hollow worn out husk at the end of it. YOU KNEW IT WOULD ONLY DRAIN YOU YET YOU CHOSE IT ANYWAY. Youâre exhausted from spiritually betraying yourself. Every day you wake up and perform a life you donât believe in. And your body, your psyche, your soul, are all screaming at you, begging that you notice and do something about it, but instead you keep yourself distracted, busy, and numb, in hopes of preventing a realisation of that caliber from ever possibly taking place.
You feel âcompletely burnt outâ because deep down you know youâre wasting your life while pissing in the face of your potential and you arenât sure exactly sure why or how you even managed to find yourself here.
You couldâve been something real. Something authentically you. Something that stood with rectitude, integrity, and total and utter alignment with your spirit. Something that could have only ever possibly come through the miracle that is uniquely you. SOMETHING SO UNCOMPROMISINGLY TRUE THAT THE WORLD WOULDâVE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO REARRANGE ITSELF IN RESPONSE.
But no. Instead, you buried it. You hid, and life has punished you with the ache of what you refused to become. And until you decide to collapse the delta between the vision that haunts you and the habits that numb it, and stop running from your own depthâŠ. You will continue to wake up tired, hollow, and haunted.
This post is not aimed at anyone specifically. Least of all the girl Iâm quote tweeting.
But if this resonated with you, and the shoe fits⊠if you were irritated by this, or felt targeted?
Excellent.
Then thatâs my good deed for the day, complete.
Have to understand the mental models you operate with now donât magically disappear. Even though you genuinely think they will
If you make $5k/mo & are âwaitingâ to be confident at $10k/mo, you will feel the exact same way at $10k/mo, with another number
The mental model is the mental model. Your system is your system.
Conversely, if you own where youâre at & have pride in where you are & have gotten to (and give yourself permission to express) WHILE remaining HUNGRY
You will do so at any level
Many donât realize you can shift what game youâre playing at any moment. They also donât realize what game they are playing will NEVER change. It scales exactly how it is, as life does
Some people hit some random number and THEN act confident, falsely miss-attributing their newfound confidence to their new level.
It wasnât a level - it was a decision.
And operating conditionally is a massive crutch. Leaves you dependent to circumstance
Jesus said,
"If your leaders say to you,
âLook, the (Father's) kingdom is in the sky,'
then the birds of the sky will precede you.
If they say to you,
'It is in the sea,'
then the fish will precede you.
Rather, the (Father's) kingdom is within you and it is outside you.
When you know yourselves, then you will be known, and you will understand that you are children of the living Father.
But if you do not know yourselves, then you live in poverty, and you are the poverty."