Authenticity

There’s something about becoming authentic that challenges the ego. As I move more and more into that place of transparency and vulnerability to bring forward that which has been in the shadow in order to diffuse its influence in my life—in the collective—I notice how it is often met with the need of other minds, or intellects to offer their understandings from a teaching perspective. My intent is not to seek healing through the sharing of precepts that my mind is already well versed in, but rather to open in a way that invites authenticity to meet itself.

At the moment I am grappling with a sense of not really knowing what it is to love. I don’t mean to love in the sense of being kind or offering care and compassion in the way of enfolding another, because from that perspective I know myself to be very loving. The love that I am speaking of is the kind of love that calls me to open, to unfold rather than enfold—to let down the walls around my heart that have shielded judgment, inconsideration and lack of awareness. This is the love that can fully meet what is, with an open hand that doesn’t cling or claim ownership. This is the love that allows me to be naked and transforms weaknesses to strengths in its presence. This is the love that leaves me speechless in the face of limiting perceptions, unable to identify with the rightness of my own ideas. In this state of love nothing is really known, but there is an offering up of everything joyfully. I’ve tasted it, as I’m sure many have, and yet too much of my experience has been within the walls of enfolded love, which protects from harm, unknowingly limiting the potential for real depth.

I believe that love, in this larger sense, is calling all of us now. Will you meet me there?

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.

~ Carl Jung

Someday, after we have mastered the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love. Then for the second time in the history of the world, we will have discovered fire.

~ Teilhard de Chardin