Spirit takes form in our mother’s womb and we swim our way from this warm ocean to the shores of an earth-based reality, we are raw and our senses are widely open to receiving and absorbing everything that the world around us is emitting our way.
The sounds and the vibrations of words we feel, the colors we gradually adapt to seeing, the shapes and forms, smells and tastes we smile or cry to, the actions and behaviors we watch over and over again are painted on our blank canvas.
We come here naked and get wrapped by different kinds of clothing that life offers.
Our organs and systems are turned on in a whole different way. We do not know what is going on and we need the care and embrace of the family we chose to drop into.
Their ways of being, thinking and doing incrementally become ours and as the circle expands, we develop a way of living as we are shown and told.
How to dress?
How to talk?
How to behave?
How to express and suppress?
How to act?
How to eat?
How to attract and reject?
How to hide and seek?
We get programmed to a preset normalcy that slowly moves us away from a natural way of being.
In order to belong, we get fed with ways how to separate things, people, God and ourselves from everyone else.
We learn how to fight or keep silent to belong, how to do what is right according to teachers while watching them doing wrong to others and so wrong becomes normal.
We start excusing behaviors and removing ourselves from any kind of responsibility because someone else was always responsible for us.
The baby grows to keep feeding on a virtually safe and unnatural system.
We learn to close our eyes and turn our heads from the reality that we are seeing right in front of us.
Reality becomes skewed.
We entertain within many contexts, only to be accepted and seen. Only to be loved.
Love becomes skewed.
Life becomes painful and our default mode of running away tangles our body and strangles our soul until something cracks us open and we are not able to take this reality any further.
The comfort we used to live in breaks and we start falling while watching the threads attaching us to the previous reality as we knew it fading.
A sense of going crazy arises, over and over again only to offer us the recurring inability to do anything about it.
Doing becomes archaic. We freeze from the fear that embedded our whole existence.
The fear that tangled us to everything, everyone and life itself.
What is ours and what is not ours?
A whole journey begins.
Untangling the threads connecting layers within to learn about them and through them, explore the potential to establish new threads that are coherent with the web of life and nature itself.
What was held deep down implodes an unlimited force of change and gives us the impetus to transfigure and transform.
A real-birth that once was experienced from the womb to the cloth that held us, for earth to welcomes us again, raw and naked yet fully cradled.
Freedom starts with allowing yourself to be fully who you are.
Freedom is alchemizing every single structure within to shift it to a state of being that encompasses the old conditions, restrictions and fears.
A state of ongoing death and birth.
A state of feeling it all.
A state of love.
And love becomes life
And life becomes love.
Every step of the way…
In Love and Medicine.
Maya Abou Chedid
