I have searched as a child.I have searched as a young man.I searched with a hunger to find what fed my soul.My body,mind and life.What would heal my traumas and celebrate my gifts.
I am grateful for the many experiences along the road I've traveled.I've learned about the shadows as well the light that lives within all life.Including my own.
People can become addicted to that which seems to satisfy.That which soothes the wounds or gives a place that allows them to feel welcome.No longer outsiders.
Wounded people are easy to feed but careful the Nature of what feeds us.There are forces that thrive on wounds because it carries the scent of desperation, separation from everything and everyone.When we are hurt as children we seek help and we are vulnerable through the pain.When someone,even a stranger relieves that pain and dresses the wound we give a part of ourselves over.
I have experience the darker nature of spiritual ways and I have learned that all it needs is the tiniest opening to enter.But it does need.It then speaks to the wounds,traumas.The ego,the anger,the confusion even the desire.
It brings gifts that empower.A face it wears that satisfies.Maybe fierce because we are angry and want to rebel.Maybe taboo because we want to shock and laugh at that in others.Maybe smouldering and mesmerizing so to seduce the world and then spit it back out.Maybe light even though it could blind.
Careful though the Nature of what we allow to feed us because it will ask much.It can leave us more hungry.This can feel noble.It can feel like grace.It devours as it feeds.It isolates.It speaks of sacrifice but 'It' is what takes rather than what 'We' may offer to give.
It seems even in paths that speak of liberation there are conditions.They just don't feel like it or are not noticed by those on it.
Love and Prayers for everyone as we all walk upon our paths.Feed your soul and let it be fed with that which truly nourishes.
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