There is a time in our life for creating, working, birthing, manifesting and launchingโand there is a time for resting, being, incubation, withdrawing from the world and simply being still.
๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ, ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ข๐จ๐ฐโ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ.
I did not launch any mentorship program this year, have not done 1 workshop throughout this time and facilitated no retreats.
It was an obvious and clear sign from my soul that it is time to withdraw from the world, and truly sink into the vein of stillness and silence at the very ground of my being. To pause and simply stop everything that I was doing for so longโฆ
Has it been easy to stop and pause? Not always. Yet, when a process is ripe for the stage of transformation that are being needs, it simply happens like a ripe mango falling off the tree. No real choice or personal effort is required.
These words came to me on a plane ride from Thailand to Bali:
โ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ.
๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฎ.
๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆโ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ฅ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ.
๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ญ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ.โ
What happens when we feel and listen to this unyielding inner voice that calls for us to shift the direction and trajectory of our life from one of active doingโto deep inner descent and disintegration?
The voice of our mind and ego will kick in, and give us temptations to stay on the surface and continue to live the way we were livingโฆeven when a certain way of being and living has long expired.
Questions like: โ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ช๐ง ๐ ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ?โ, โ๐๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ด ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ?โ, โ๐๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด?โ, โ๐๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ?โโฆ
These are some of the questions that have arised from my mind in this time. Yet, the power and insurmountable knowing of our soul knows that there can be no other way to liveโbut to truly die, disintegrate and come undoneโฆin order for a new dimension and facet of our soul to emerge and be birthed.
Itโs so easy in our society to dismiss death, darkness, gestation and disintegrationโfor the more shining and appealing qualities of living fully, light, brightness, launching and manifesting that shimmer in the outside world. What we can't see with our tangible eyes, is often seen as not important, valuable and disregardable.
Yet what I see is the absolute value and importance of the rich fertile darkness within each of usโthat holds a true substance and deep grounded wisdom and medicine of our wholeness that shines from within this dark cocoon of the void, emptiness and nothingness.
To really allow all the identities weโve worn to dissolve, to let go of all the achievements, to really sink back into being 'nobody'โhas a certain freshness, aliveness and freedom in it. A dismantling of self, in order to merge with a greater totality of what wishes to be born and expressed through our being. It's a simple fact that in order for new growth to concur, something has to die away...to give space for the new.
So as I allow myself to be in this metaphorical death lodge that I am in, sinking into the dark womb of creation, dissolving, disintegrating, letting go of everythingโI feel a real true elixir and substance of substantiality ripening within.
I feel a new medicine that I am meant to share with the world and clients in the futureโwhich will be a completely new expression of my work and sharing in the world.
And I honor however long this process will take, whether many more weeks or monthsโI know I must be true to myself and honor the calling of my soul that takes me out of the world during this time, and deeply sinks me into stillness and silenceโthat is found at the very deep well at the core of our being. ๐๐ตโ๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ดโฆ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฐ๐ฅ.
No more doing. Pushing. Striving. Becoming. Not playing into the game and sickness of the never ending hamster wheel of โmore and moreโฆโ. No action out of obligation, social pressure to fit in and appease conformity.
Just a very silent and deep knowing that this is exactly as its meant to be. And to be fiercely true to that resolutely.
May we all be true to ourselves, and have the tenacity and courage to truly listen to want needs to happen in our life and within ourselves, and be willing to commit our full heart to both the living and dying, the doing and being, time in the summer of our life and an equal honouring of the season of winterโฆ.
From this lake I sit, silent and still, rooted on this earth and within myselfโtrusting and knowing that the evolution of our soulโs trajectory has a grace and intelligence to itself, and the magnitude of our soulโs expression and ripening must be met by the sinking down deeply into the rich fertility of the silent core within ourselves that all of life is sourced from.
To come back home to God within ourselves, and be renewed with a new sacred vision and callingโthat is here to serve what is truly essential and needed on this Earth at this timeโฆI am here in this liminal space listening...echoing in the heart of true silence.
Love, Nicole โค๏ธ