The Art of Being Reborn

I have been here before, which is how I know deep down somewhere that I will be ok. When I feel the complete dissolution of my Self approaching and there is nothing that I can do to stop it, divine destiny is sweeping in and carrying me away so that I can continue on the evolution of my being. Sometimes this is called the Dark Night of the Soul: the catalyst of ‘waking up’.

The journey starts, or so it seems, when things begin to unravel. People, places and things don’t feel aligned anymore and you begin to wonder if there is something wrong with you. Do you ignore the discomfort? Deny that change is knocking? Or do you start listening to your body, to your Soul, to your destiny, and have curiosity about what is going to unfold…

So off you go, stretching the line behind you, until the safety of the tether is more hassle than comfort and you make the decision to cut it. Ahhhh, the abyss, the nothingness, the in between, where we no longer are who we were but we can’t yet see who we are becoming… Faith is needed. Deep surrender. And work.

Whether you know it or not, your inner compass, your Soul, your eternal flame, will guide you. This deep, dark inner work is shadow work, taking a long, hard look at all the wounds that are ours or have been passed down to us, and all of the stories we have told ourselves.

In this pause, there is room for research, for new ideas about ourselves, to be inspired. Growth is more like a marathon, with breaks. If we don’t stop to take stock of how far we have come, we are constantly seeking and never allowing ourselves time to be proud.

An inner strength is building here, a relationship to self, a connection with the eternal soul. The inner compass is coming online and the more we listen to it the easier it becomes.

While we had no control over what happened to us, we are fully responsible in how we live from it. We are responsible for going back and meeting the child inside of us who carries many stories and beliefs, and for rewriting them as needed.

Taking everything back to this baby girl, what does she need right now? Dear One, if only you knew then what we know now… or maybe you did, and you just forgot… until now.

We find ourselves at a point of no return, where staying in the ‘comfort zone’ is more uncomfortable than moving through the fires of purification. Once we make the conscious decision to step into that abyss, many a gift await, including the complete dissolution of who we are.

I created an ‘Earth Womb’ of leaves in which to bury myself for a figurative death, with openings in all four directions honoured by shell, stone, feather and lamp. From the depths of this surrender I could rise like a Phoenix from the ashes, or some form of new me if the Phoenix wasn’t quite ready to fly!

When you finally emerge, or birth, from the womb of dissolution, it is important not to rush. Take the time to rest, gather your energy, allow integration. Reflect and connect, go within, learn again who you are and who you aren’t. Don’t underestimate the pause before the celebration.

Honouring your progress is key, signalling to the Universe that you delight in the changes and anchoring you into the next timeline. Endings precede new beginnings.