being human

being human

This human experience is the most amazing thing. It’s like a manifestation wedged between two mysteries: a beautiful magical physical form that we are on this earth with no proof of what we were before our conception or what we might be after we die. We can ponder, but ultimately we don’t know.

What we do know is what we have right now. A beautiful body that is known by yogis as the ‘Temple of our Soul’.

A beautiful body that we have for this lifetime and who knows how long that lifetime will be?

Many times in different spiritual followings I have heard that the idea of having a spiritual practice is so that you can transcend your body. I’ve never understood this. Logically, why would we have a body if we were meant to transcend it?

What if the whole point of being in a human form is to be as human as we can be? To deeply embrace everything the world offers us? From the highs to the lows and everything in between. What if, by exploring the depths of our humanness, we enter the greatest spiritual experiences we will know?

Martin Luther King Jr said that ‘Only in the darkness can you see the stars’. It’s one of my favourite quotes. It resonates so deeply with me because it’s been in the darkest times of my life, when I have felt totally and utterly broken, that I have really met and understood the divinity that exists within me.

It’s an expansive, deep silence that seems to breathe and pulsate. It’s timeless, weightless and effortless. It’s everything and nothing at the same time. It’s home.

The only thing that stops us from experiencing this incredible magic in every moment of every day is ourselves: our survival strategies, our desires to ‘fit in’, to be what we are not; our resistance to seeing ourselves as we really are; our reticence to dive into our own human depths for fear of the darkness we may experience.

I don’t know what you eat, how long you’ve meditated for, what time you get up in the morning, whether you drink coffee, green tea, celery juice or tequila, whether you eat breakfast or not, whether you’re married, divorced, single, rich, poor or even if you think you’ve been abducted by aliens. And honestly, I don’t care. About any of it.

I just want to know if you can meet me as a human being. With all our life’s ups and downs. Can you laugh with me? Can you weep with me? Can you just be? Because I’m not scared of your darkness.

I’ll hold your hand while you dive in, embrace the darkness., find your stars and go home.

Being human. Wholeheartedly.

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