Mere Dreamer
Senior Registered
I'm going to be poetic since the following covers experiences I'm not entirely able to confine to words. I resort to imagery a lot to try and convey what I've learned. Hopefully you'll be able to follow what I mean.
In the past I learned that arrogance can be equally enthusiastic about reviewing how entirely horrible a person I am. It does not always manifest in seeing myself as higher than others. If I'm going to be bad, I must be the worst possible, unforgivable ... or so that voice tells me. It whispers to me to feel the shame to wrap it around me so densely and tightly that no light could ever enter. If I am anything, I am entirely this single substance, locked in without complexity. Alone in perfect destruction. I could only be proud that I had no pride ... and that was my arrogance ... as much as I wept over the cage of eternal doom I had created for myself with my previous actions. The choices that doomed me. The choices that meant I deserved every moment of agony ... forever.
I created my own hell out of guilt and shame. It seems you're passing through a similar stage.
However ...
You can walk out of that hell still carrying the fire that shattered your world as a light, letting the structures of past beliefs crumble and drift into ash. You have lost your foundation. It now rings false because the questions you didn't dare ask about yourself now have the dreaded answers, resulting in a tornado that carries away the charred remains of everything you believed to be true.
You have outgrown your previous self, and that process involved a complete meltdown of belief and world view. Like a seed as it decomposes amid death (for the soil is death in its final stage). Like a caterpillar melting into a formless entity.
The cycle leads to new growth, and this shattering is a traditional element of the path to enlightenment. It never feels like a positive step when you're going through it. Losing everything is disorienting, frustrating, agonizing for everyone.
I can tell you the next steps, as I experienced them.
If you look into history you will find that this is a universal process, experienced in different ways but pretty much the same at its core.
You begin to realize that not everything was destroyed. Now that you look closer, it seems that the true truths were actually hidden under the veneer of presumed truths all along. Add-ons created by culture and habit were destroyed, but there's something solid left. As you clear out the rubble around these points you'll realize they're a far better foundation than the one you lost, more flexible, stronger, and brighter.
Where before your attempts to protect the light only became an obstacle to demonstrating it, now the very fact that you are torn and broken allows the light within to pour out ... with less and less obstruction as you discover the connection between the unshaken foundations and your very existence. The ash and shattered components of self still clog the conduits at times, but now that all the beliefs and expectation that confined you to your previous behavior are broken you're more capable of change, and you tend to base those changes on the shining structure that is emerging from the ashes of the past.
Eventually, you will begin to see that you're not as torn and broken as you thought. You adapt to the new space within yourself, and realize that you're now far stronger, more flexible, more capable of love than ever before. You weren't broken. You were broken out of a prison you didn't even know trapped you, because it was built into you and you thought it was your self.
Those resilient truths that allow motion instead of confinement, that flex instead of growing rigid, that thrive on questions instead of demanding a single answer ... those were within you all along. And looking back you will see them guiding you to this moment, even though you never noticed them so clearly before. Those shining points of "getting it right" that were so rare begin to happen more often. You begin to see the benefits of the change, and wonder whether it might have been worth all the devastation after all.
Like I said. Nobody is intrinsically "bad at" love. We're all just walled away from the truest expressions of it by various beliefs and expectations. And now ... you can walk through walls. Only you haven't realized it yet, or at least you haven't seen the benefits.
It can feel like emerging onto a vast plain with no signs, no roads, no indication of where to go. It feels like being lost forever at first.
Look for the light in the distance (Example: a belief that your future self is the person you hope you can become) that mirrors the spark within (e.g. turning your new realizations to active service as best you can and trusting you'll figure things out as you go).
I don't know how far this path leads. I only know that you have help if you ask for it. Sooner or later the ashes will give way to new growth.
Now that time has passed, the disintegration of my previous life and loss of everything I thought gave me security no longer seems as devastating. I've experienced the benefits. I'm no longer in hell, caged by my old self. By breaking down, I discovered I was the key to that cage all along.
Hopefully this helps. Others might explain it with imagery that resonates with you more directly.
In the past I learned that arrogance can be equally enthusiastic about reviewing how entirely horrible a person I am. It does not always manifest in seeing myself as higher than others. If I'm going to be bad, I must be the worst possible, unforgivable ... or so that voice tells me. It whispers to me to feel the shame to wrap it around me so densely and tightly that no light could ever enter. If I am anything, I am entirely this single substance, locked in without complexity. Alone in perfect destruction. I could only be proud that I had no pride ... and that was my arrogance ... as much as I wept over the cage of eternal doom I had created for myself with my previous actions. The choices that doomed me. The choices that meant I deserved every moment of agony ... forever.
I created my own hell out of guilt and shame. It seems you're passing through a similar stage.
However ...
You can walk out of that hell still carrying the fire that shattered your world as a light, letting the structures of past beliefs crumble and drift into ash. You have lost your foundation. It now rings false because the questions you didn't dare ask about yourself now have the dreaded answers, resulting in a tornado that carries away the charred remains of everything you believed to be true.
You have outgrown your previous self, and that process involved a complete meltdown of belief and world view. Like a seed as it decomposes amid death (for the soil is death in its final stage). Like a caterpillar melting into a formless entity.
The cycle leads to new growth, and this shattering is a traditional element of the path to enlightenment. It never feels like a positive step when you're going through it. Losing everything is disorienting, frustrating, agonizing for everyone.
I can tell you the next steps, as I experienced them.
If you look into history you will find that this is a universal process, experienced in different ways but pretty much the same at its core.
You begin to realize that not everything was destroyed. Now that you look closer, it seems that the true truths were actually hidden under the veneer of presumed truths all along. Add-ons created by culture and habit were destroyed, but there's something solid left. As you clear out the rubble around these points you'll realize they're a far better foundation than the one you lost, more flexible, stronger, and brighter.
Where before your attempts to protect the light only became an obstacle to demonstrating it, now the very fact that you are torn and broken allows the light within to pour out ... with less and less obstruction as you discover the connection between the unshaken foundations and your very existence. The ash and shattered components of self still clog the conduits at times, but now that all the beliefs and expectation that confined you to your previous behavior are broken you're more capable of change, and you tend to base those changes on the shining structure that is emerging from the ashes of the past.
Eventually, you will begin to see that you're not as torn and broken as you thought. You adapt to the new space within yourself, and realize that you're now far stronger, more flexible, more capable of love than ever before. You weren't broken. You were broken out of a prison you didn't even know trapped you, because it was built into you and you thought it was your self.
Those resilient truths that allow motion instead of confinement, that flex instead of growing rigid, that thrive on questions instead of demanding a single answer ... those were within you all along. And looking back you will see them guiding you to this moment, even though you never noticed them so clearly before. Those shining points of "getting it right" that were so rare begin to happen more often. You begin to see the benefits of the change, and wonder whether it might have been worth all the devastation after all.
Like I said. Nobody is intrinsically "bad at" love. We're all just walled away from the truest expressions of it by various beliefs and expectations. And now ... you can walk through walls. Only you haven't realized it yet, or at least you haven't seen the benefits.
It can feel like emerging onto a vast plain with no signs, no roads, no indication of where to go. It feels like being lost forever at first.
Look for the light in the distance (Example: a belief that your future self is the person you hope you can become) that mirrors the spark within (e.g. turning your new realizations to active service as best you can and trusting you'll figure things out as you go).
I don't know how far this path leads. I only know that you have help if you ask for it. Sooner or later the ashes will give way to new growth.
Now that time has passed, the disintegration of my previous life and loss of everything I thought gave me security no longer seems as devastating. I've experienced the benefits. I'm no longer in hell, caged by my old self. By breaking down, I discovered I was the key to that cage all along.
Hopefully this helps. Others might explain it with imagery that resonates with you more directly.
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