What in the?... Spiritual, Natured & Nurtured living.

Do we go about life, in such a pretentious way?

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Entitled, shamed, guilted, fearful, sad, frustrated and "nice" behaviours?

The socially acceptable behaviour.

The behaviour that lends to forgetting about ourselves, often placing more of an emphasis on the support and benefit of others.

She sat in stillness to reflect for a short while.

Her perceived external chaos/peace, isn't necessarily getting to choose how her energy is used each day.

She was entrusted to her children's tender hearts for her lifetime, when she was the ripe old age of 17.

17 and pregnant🤰🏽

It's a story she has taken beautiful learnings from the moments, that she would have never wished upon another human to be subjected to, and yet it continues

The cycles... Until...

Through hurt and pain, she decides to take on the biggest mountain she had to climb, yet.

She found it, many people sharing their perceptions along the way. Often, a conversation that can rarely be expressed in persona, without being abused by the ongoing same scape-goat behavior

"Gas lighting" society calls it.

She finds it a curious pondering of how to continue to be herself anymore.

Fitting in with the structures of others enforced expectations of my capacity to be woman, celebrating maternal energy.

She chooses Womb-bearers as a way to identify with her born gender.

It's a blessing to have carried earthly people into this world, often an expression of the time period she was in at the time.

4 walking this earth and one forever in her heart, each of them feeling perplexed by their reality, and removed with disagreeable energy of where she resides.

Hitting wounds everywhere.

Ouch ...

Underneath the differences of the special and majestical reproductive hormonal systems, we may accept "I am, we are"..

She remembered receiving beautiful content through a profound audio by Alan Watts.

This man, what a man he represents.

There is no space between her and this man, yet such a distance at the same moment.

He inspired her.

Beyond nothing, everything was possible.

She was introduced to this man by an incredible leader in her life that have been created from many fond memories created with this precious Womb-bearer that is as beautiful as a sister can be, within the opportunity to schedule structured moments together, we catch up with space in between.

So she rose to the occasion and began what appears to be told to her that it's a fantasy world.

"You mean, no one is going to come save me?" She asked herself outloud.

She was in process with that. She inquiried as to where fearing asking for support came from.

As she stood there in the street, she found herself extremely curious.

Crossing paths with a lot of beautiful souls, whom are also in this practice of rebuilding their lives, post trauma.

The rebirthing.

Rebirthing herself to mother and father herself.

Into:

Higher value of health, free to be her own woman and accept or reject others external projections.

Often expressed in the actions of uncompassionate practices.

Meeting humanity with honour and regard for who we actually are.

She appreciated empathy, yet compassion is so much more attractive to her these days.

She used to wear those hurts and pains without communicating her inate needs.

She asks for some support from those who have been and are are near and dear to her, for support. Somehow, she may need to be more expressive of a message of humanity.

"Ask for support from your loved ones when we need it." She wholesomely vibrates with loving awareness in and through her body.

She stumbles from the ground for the processing of her life.

Inquiry.

She became inquisitive in her life, and how the lives of others were lived.

Wow,

Self Inquiry.

Gabor Mateē says, "Tension is bringing attention to the Tension".

To ever fully know anyone beyond herself, is almost impossible, she affirms to herself.

"We all live our own paths, our own realities, be considerate and be kind of how they are projected out there." She expressed.

A woman had been overhearing this conversation and chimed in respectfully.

"Not every person likes to be asked questions"... She says to us.

Especially ones deeper than gossiping about others, or sharing how our ailments are creating dis-ease in our beings. The response is heard.

Maybe she didn't like it.

We become the environment we are in, when we live sleepy. Dazed by life. Dazed by others behaviour. Not everyone is content with living the same life, that she is living.

She remembers hearing that from one of the beautiful intuitive spiritual leaders in her life.

Alan Watts, Gabor Mate, Barbara O'Neil, her beautiful connections who have shared their lived experiences alongside her, while she went through her self inquiry process that extends to the external world.

We were always told "if you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all".

And then, she remembered something about how she was taught to apologise for her wrong doings.

In a way that was based on a judgment from other peoples inability to clearly communicate themselves.

She had been pondering about this way of forgiveness a lot.

A genuine need for-giveness.

One that allowed her to connect deeper to herself for allowing herself to carry others hurts and pains, and forging an oath to have peace within herself, so to remember the intricacies of her detox

Is it an apology, or is it taking accountability that someone is seeing something in our behaviour that we stand by and watch?

Absorbing everything

Are we really participating in this life anymore?

She continues her detox with all the sensations, attachments and feelings coming up.

She was able to feel her self through all of the pain, thank goodness.

She would often experience this tension around her chest, a real tightness. It's the kind of tightness that felt like she was suffocating from all of the stuff coming through for her.

So she rested.

And recognised a lot about herself.

She recognised that within her soul, she has always been surrounded by love, she simply was blinded by the narrative flip, and required some research.

To love, is what it was once guided to believe it to be.

Dropping the belief of what anything is anymore. The needed to make sense of things after a moment has passed.

Too much chatter for her mind to hold, any more.

"I have been allowing this the whole time!" She shouted.

She recognised her part to play in the situations, in her efforts to see her worth, she kept on searching for it in others, experiences that contributed to the learnings that she was so adamant on finding through her research.

"You mean, I actually am as a human being, entitled to my own values and views?"

Ouch, what a realisation that came through in her inquiry.

She picked herself up off the ground, layer by layer, in order to take a true look at what was this life all about.

She had tumbled down the stairs, and reignited her connection with her ACL injury.

She cried, she felt her ego releasing through her, as she chose to let go.

It was more than ego pain. Being free within her humanness, allowed her ego to be what it was in the past and shine her spirit.

"Let go of the shame, I held as a child".

"Let go of the shame I was held in contempt for as a child".

She repeated this, over and over.

As someone who has taken a fine tooth comb to her own realities, and realise that not everyone wants to know what the objective truth might be...

Only subjective.

Only involved in the situation.

Unable to inquire. Unable to ask what, or how come? Because all you get answered with is "I don't know" or "good".

Even when she didn't really ask them much more than a "how are you going?"

"Not bad thanks" A response back.

She walked away wondering...

If she's not bad, then what is she?

She is me. Distracted by a life that is out of alignment for her soul.

The inquiry process began,

"What would happen if she decided to be honest and tell me how it really is" she asked.

"Perhaps I am living in that fantasy world again".

The spiritual engagement.

She reminisces on the moment where she had a deep conversation with the beautiful woman on checkout at her local Huonville Small IGA, who shared about her life so openly, with tears.

She only asked the lady,

"What's your weekend looking like?"

She had responded with,

"I'm so tired, looking after my mum and working. I need to sleep. My mum's unwell and my brother and I are taking it in turns to tend to her"

Recovery, this woman is expressing herself with tears.

She turns inward to herself and acknowledged within herself that she could relate to that.

She explored compassion for this woman, while she was in a vulnerable state, and held a space for her that appeared to be a surrender of her trust in her.

On process of her moment, she discovered that she has been holding her breath.

The very moment this lady was living. Feeling like she's holding her breath.

Tightness in the lungs, pressure behind her eyes, excess mucous and her adrenal fatigue had kicked in.

All the beautiful messy chaos, keeps dropping in to her reality again and her past is being used against her.

It's slanderous behavior.

She knows her sons might not hear it, with a knowing that they're seeing it.

Her sons are exposed to many influences that aren't based around conversations about the real truth.

She takes account that her behaviour can be altered with boundaries and standards,

"We only need to surrender to choose it"

Her inner child spoke with her.

Consideration and care for others. Living a life by the structure of another family.

The blessings of two homes for children right?

A woman who behaves like a wounded teenage in front of our sons. Yet again, having a say for something that is obviously so near and dear to her.

In that moment, her needs more important than that of someone upon asking for support.

It's a process her health required, visiting a place of embracing and dancing with the shadows.

Step into the light, and we will see.

Willingly, and able.

She continues to hold her purpose and shine the light among the universe, energizing mother earth and the mother within her.

Self honour, a gift to be exposed to.

Expanding honour for others from a place of self honour.

All sorts of beautiful characteristics come from this place.

She rejoices, and continues her ongoing transformations with curiosity, intention and consciousness, embracing this transformational process in this human existence.

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Written by Tegan Morgan

Mother's Embrace: Rest, Relate & Rejuvenate

Integrative Support Services, walking alongside others with Community among Humanity, and Humanity among Community.