I used to have this armor around me, it was sort of like a rebelliousness. But it wasn't real. It was reactionary. Like the teenager that yells at the authority in their lives: "You can't control me!" "You can't tell me what to do!" But deep down under that act there is a need for love and approval and there is fear. There is wanting freedom but not quite ready or knowing how to take responsibility for it. There is still thinking the freedom is given to us from outside of ourselves. The teenage rebel is still trying to demand her birthright from outside of her own being. There is another rebellion, one that feels much more genuine for me. I’ve come to know that this rebellion is often a quiet one. That it's not about looking or acting a part, nothing to do with the idea of a rebel. It's not necessarily about shouting what we are against or what we don't want. It's about understanding that there is no true power without vulnerability. It's not about joining a club or an identity as an outcast or being special just for not fitting it. It's really about having nothing to prove. An identity needs to prove something. Or hide from something. The Soul doesn't follow rules. The Soul doesn't not follow rules either. That is how free we are.
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AuthorLeela Haris - Expanding Consciousness Archives
June 2022
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