We each have the essential gifts that we carry through this world. Some we have developed, and some we are born with. It’s not a matter of what we do, what we are good at or what talents we’ve honed, its the deep and essential truth of who we are and what we bring to the world.
Prior to the time that as children, we are tainted by the messages of the world, we are the embodiment of that essential being and those gifts are shared freely, without thought or purpose. The sweet presence of our life-essence is visible at every moment. That light shines through from infancy and remains until the world tells us that we have to hide who we are, and begin to express what we are good at. Thus begins the spiral leading to the confusion and loss of the sense of self. What results is an outward facing definition of who we are, and so begins the journey of losing touch with what was once our burning radiance.
Beneath the noise and years of piling on false selves, the pure essence of who we are yearns to come back home. It begins with a flash of recognition one day, when you catch a glimpse of yourself and recognize in your eyes, that true sense of who you are. The feeling sears through your body and soul, and the recognition of a lost part of yourself returns.
The road to the rediscovery of who you are, your essential self, and of your true gifts, can be a quick one. It doesn’t take years of digging and exploration, because it is all there. Time in silence, in nature, and moving your body once again as you did as a child, brings back a flood of all that was buried for so long.
A childlike grin of recognition crosses your face as you greet your old friend walking across a field to you. She steps into your body and every cell is once again infused with your brilliance. An explosion blows away your old life and lights up your universe. Transformation.