Unpacking with Sacred Witness
I laugh a lot at the ideas that come into my head. This morning I was sitting in my today world, the adventure I am currently in, and different parts of my life started unpacking themselves.
It started so innocently with a view of the part of my life when I was the general manager of a natural food store. Then that opened up to reveal the different stages I went through on the journey of when I first started working there, to beginning to learn all of the inner workings, etc., etc., and was hiring and managing people, etc., etc., until the day when I saw the conclusion and neatly packed all of that information away.
My imagination then took me to a particular house that I lived in, in Berkeley, California, and this time it unpacked but in a different kind of way.
When I was unpacking, I began to see packing cubes and how the different experiences and many parts and adventures of my life are neatly and sometimes not so neatly zipped into these containers.
An important part of this view was seeing that even though I am seeing what is in these cubes with today’s eyes, what I packed in there was everything, my emotions, my mindset, my understanding of the time, all of it.
Very interesting, yes?
Very interesting until for whatever reason I chose to open zippers or zippers “randomly” open and I am sideswiped by something difficult that I put in storage.
This is where remembering and embodying that, I am, I am my own sacred witness. I am sacred witness to what is happening presently and can also chose to view past and future with the same sacred eye. This is not a drill!
I am still and continuing to learn the simple gift of what it means to experience my life in my sacred self and in those times when I am feeling that sideswipe I spoke of above, I have friends (maybe even you, my reader) and mentors who can hold me as we either pause or keep moving until I am in my joy again. We are here supporting each other.
I am currently working with a group of folks in Sora Schilling’s Devoted Energy Coaching school and I also continue with someone who has been by my side, who I have never packed away in a packing cube, Prem Rawat, who first and continues to address the deep relationship I have with myself.