I've done so much inner work I stopped building my life. LOL

When we are confronted with life’s challenges:

Upon us there are a valiant display of choices.

Act on impulse, Cry, Lament, Accept, Find small joys…

Most recently, I’ve been really struggling with STABILITY. Common in the spiritual sphere.

Even though I’ve been doing the internal work. I’m surrendering. I’m doing my yoga, ya know?

I even began an initiation into a higher-level school to upgrade my consciousness.

But for months now… Things just haven’t been clicking. But why is that?

On the surface everything seems to be hunky dory. I’ll lay it on thick for you.

I have no money. I have no savings at all. My cash flow has gone near stagnant.

The first thing I did was pull the blame card. On myself.

I must not be doing enough. There must be something wrong with my brain.

If you’ve been there, or are there right now… You’re not alone.

It’s also such a popular experience in the collective right now. We feel like there’s not enough to go around.

When times get like this I always go back to the teachings.

In the Tao De Ching, the tao does nothing yet leaves nothing undone.

A very popular book, with tons of hidden meaning only to be acquired over time.

The Tao is a force that exists in perpetuation of itself. It is both nothing and the river that flows.

This paradox has become my new safe haven.

I’ve been rummaging around, collecting ideas and teachings… yet they sit there. What I’m mainly trying to articulate is that it’s not that there is a problem with me or that I’m not doing enough… It’s who I am being.

In the entitlement of the mind, I feel that if I did just the few things that I wanted, and not the difficult task of procuring an income using my gifts, maybe the money would just show up somehow?

There’s a spiritual law I’d like to reference. The Law of Divine compensation. What that means is we all come to this planet with unique gifts. It’s not only for us to enjoy, but in the expression of god/universe/source to be shared.

It’s not selfish to hide them… But your true potential lies way beyond what you can conceive of as “just enough” to get by.

I come back to my self-help work and I came to realize something drastic.

I’m ignoring my gifts.

I’m not offering anything for sale. I’m not sharing them online. They’ve been hiding in the confines of my bedroom.

Sitting idly on word documents.

No more.

Like the Tao, the work is moving it’s way through you. You and the work you need to do are one and the same. It’s not anything outside you, as the work is itself the existence of it…

Hence me the doer and work exist as one.

By ignoring my gifts, ignoring the banal boring stuff that comes with it… I’m not engaging in life.

I’d like to extend to you a concept…

If you could ask for the next step in your life and receive an answer of what to do, knowing full well that it is the best possible thing you could be doing with no certainty of it’s outcome.

Would you still do it?