Twice in the last weeks I’ve been taken back to the moment of conception, birth, early childhood. I’ve become viscerally aware of the impact of coming from a consciousness of vastness and then encountering the dense frequency of fear and separation present at the moment of my birth on earth. To say it was traumatic is quite an understatement.
It’s just in the last years that I recognized how much I was resisting being human and choosing to stay ungrounded. For me the game has become remembering my divinity while playing at being human. At times this felt like mission impossible. Yet this year more so than ever, particularly in the last weeks, it seems there’s more access available to me of our unlimited natures. I was surprised to be guided to watch the movie top gun. Yet several aspects of the movie o proved to be important to me. The one that has stayed with me over the last days is this. A line from the movie that was repeated several times. “It’s not the plane, it’s the pilot.”
