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In search of Balance

Updated: Nov 4

In search of BALANCE



I have spent a lifetime trying to change the people around me. This stemmed from the belief that, if they behaved as I wished, they would find happiness. A lifetime of tearing myself apart in the name of what I thought was “love” for others, judging them because, in their place, I would have acted differently. A lifetime of failing to understand and respect the processes of others, their lessons, and the wisdom they brought to my own path.

For years, I remained immersed in misconceptions so deeply ingrained within my very bones that I had to utterly transform my entire being in order to survive. The only way to change them, once I had finally recognised them, was to die. I deconstructed myself down to dust, and from there, I was reborn; I built myself anew.

Then, I found the courage to realise that everything I had experienced had been done by me, to myself. Absolutely everything. Even when the actions of others had been most heinous. Even when it was excruciatingly difficult to comprehend—to accept that the weight of the harrowing consequences brought about by their actions had been caused by me, rather than inflicted upon me by them.

When I embraced responsibility as an adult, when I found the strength to forgive myself for countless wounds and sorrows. When I accepted that everything is, quite simply, perfect as it is. When I integrated the lessons needed to continue in this world of learning until my soul decides it has fulfilled its mission. When I recognised myself in every person and every experience I encountered. When I understood that it had always been me, reflected in everyone and everything. When I realised that my judgements of others were, in truth, judgements of myself, that my hatred towards others was, in reality, directed at me, that every disappointment, betrayal, abandonment, every act of love or respect given by another had always been me, doing it to myself. That was the moment when the magic unfolded.

I realised that we are perfect mirrors, engaged in an infinite exchange of constant vibrations—whether positive or negative—determined by our own choices. I came to understand that I am me, and I am him; I am also her and them, and vice versa. For we are an interconnected web, all emerging from the same source—we are everything, and we are one. There is no good or evil, no light or darkness, no pain or joy, but rather energy vibrating at different frequencies. We are shaped by subjective perceptions, formed from the knowledge we carry before we incarnate, moulded by the environment in which we are raised, by the arms that embrace us, and by the hands that wound us. Our character is built upon the voices that speak to us and the eyes that behold us. Its foundation is laid through the words each of us absorbs. These perceptions, unique to our perspective, construct our reality as a means to learn. And once we have gathered the wisdom required, we are born anew within the same life, time and again, over and over, through endless cycles of rebirth.

Healing is neither an easy nor a radiant path; in truth, it is as dark and daunting as the very torments that haunt us. It demands immense strength and unwavering resolve to persist, to refuse to abandon oneself along the way. Yet, I solemnly swear and assure you that once you embark upon this journey, reaching its destination becomes effortlessly natural. For the only force required is the most powerful in all existence—the force that dwells innately within us, the very essence of all things: love.

We must love ourselves as we truly deserve to be loved. Only then, and only in that way, can we extend love to everything else. It is within love, and in its lesson of balance, that the secret lies—the magic that bestows upon us the supreme miracle of existence: the chance to experience heaven on earth.


Namaste




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