From the Valley to the Mountains
The bridge from disharmony/fear/worry to harmony and love is trust.
These words landed on the page of my journal yesterday morning as I was reflecting on a reckoning of sorts that I was presented with over the last several days.
I was experiencing disharmony in body, mind, and spirit, recognizing that heart and mind and body were in conflict with one another. Body was making a statement that attention was needed. Not unlike our precious planet and her ever more intense calls for attention and change, I thought. Mind was confused. Heart needed to be heard.
It was an invitation to look at judgements that I’d held and choices I’d made that had served me well in the past. And that might not be serving me now. It was an invitation to harmonize within – body, mind, and spirit. A call from the heart to ask for its wisdom and to set aside choices of the past that no longer serve. I sensed that my experience isn’t unlike the dissolution of so much in our world as we discover choices of the past that no longer serve, individually and collectively. Indeed, I seemed to be a disharmonious fractal in a fractured world mirroring that world. Not the fractal I want to be.
The world’s disharmony it seemed was pointing to my personal disharmony. I saw clearly that when I’m not in harmony I worry. Fear travels with me, and is not a travel companion I want to embrace. In harmony, love is present accompanied by ease, a fractal in a more harmonious world.
I thought about fears in my past, like worrying over not having ‘enough’ money and how over time my disharmony around that was harmonized. I noticed that the bridge, sometimes a long, winding road with scary curves, was trust. Moving through my fear was grounded in trust. The more I trusted, the stronger my trust grew. Trust in myself. Trust in a loving Universe. Coming more and more to know that the Source of all my good is far beyond the world and its systems.
In remembering that experience I was shown the bridge to shift out of fear, judgements, and stories about the issue at hand and guided to trust. To cross the bridge from disharmony to harmony, however long and winding that road might be and whatever curves are thrown my way. To trust that I will be shown the path.
May we each find our way to our own bridges to harmony. And may our world be in harmony as we do so.
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