Being a public figure is a challenge. You soar in public but you also bleed in public. Let me be transparent about how transparent one can realistically be.
To think that one can be totally transparent is decidedly not realistic. My life involves more people than just me and I don’t want to hurt them. Or drag them into a spotlight they don’t want to occupy. Or in other ways offend them.
Balancing having an exacting job against having loving and valued relationships is a skill in itself.
Other factors impact total transparency.
The bright-eyed optimist in me comes up against matters that cannot be communicated for other than personal reasons. They may be told by beings who say them to lend credence to what’s being shared, to give context to events, or to show the seriousness of a situation. They’re said in confidence and I’m obliged to keep that confidence.
Of necessity then I sometimes feel I lead a double life. And that in itself is a great burden for a person on the awareness path who’s dedicated to transparency.
I’m taking that puzzle into the week of meditation I’m looking forward to between now and Feb 28.
I’m also taking into the meditation the fact that I’m somewhat tired after five years of going for it 365 days a year. When I come back, I’m going to need to start taking a five-day week, with Mondays and Tuesdays off.
The constant drumbeat of activity means I’ve lost contact somewhat with my joie de vivre, the heartfelt joy of serving. I’ll be looking to still the mind and reconnect with that.
Apparently this time is bringing up all our challenges (core issues). Many people seem to be at the end of their wits, their rope, and their patience. It’s a time of raising all the issues we have left.
Archangel Michael said to me in a Jan. 23 reading that in the next month (February) he’d raise every remaining core issue I had. And he asked me not to resist him or put him off.
And wow! What a month it’s been! In the reading I had with him yesterday (Friday), he said he and I weren’t finished yet. A few more issues yet to surface. (Did I hear an angel sing?)
But I’m sure it’s doing what it’s supposed to do: shake every ounce of resistance or unwillingness out of me and make me malleable: “Love …will knead you until you are pliant.” (1) I’m proving to be one lumpy bit of dough.
I’ll be quieting the mind and discerning the real. In my case the real is what really motivates me, the truth of what I love, what I’d follow when I cease following everything else.
That probably can only be seen in the quiet mind.
See you in a week! May all of us find what gives us joy in serving.