Disenchantment is the denial of the creative and imaginal psyche.
What we repress gains power in the darkness.
Eventually, we begin to experience a form of soul-sickness, denial of the natural, creative, and wonder of the soul. We stuff things down and turn away from the stirring in our bones.
We deny this sacred calling by working harder, pacifying the tug at the heart… and still, it relentlessly begs to become a creative form. We feel it and drown it out, true to the unconscious patterns of denial. Once we give ourselves permission to unleash the genius, we cannot be stopped & it will take an inordinate force to intervene.
Listen to the creative impulses; follow them inward, tend to them, and give them a place to land.. or they will eventually make you ill or take you down~
If we treated our worries, aches, pains, and suffering as symptoms of the soul, we just might see beyond the physical nature of all things.
Moving beyond the form of a ‘problem’ allows a different type of observation to open.
This sacred way of seeing offers up the malady of the soul; a form of soul-sickness, a denial or abandonment of self on some level.
Replacing avoidance with wonder invokes curiosity- an antidote to default patterns or coping mechanisms of dissociation, fawning, rejection, and betrayal of the soul by the larger self.
One of the most common forms of soul-sickness I encounter with the women (and men) I have worked with… is the denial of the creative.
Pushing down, and turning away from the stirring in her bones. She works harder to pacify the tug at her heart- it begs her to move the energy in a creative form.
She feels it- and usually drowns it out true to her pattern.
Once this type of woman gives herself permission to unleash her genius (very different from talent)…she cannot be stopped and it will take an inordinate force to intervene once she is in motion.
Listen to the creative impulses…
follow them inward, tend to them, give them a place to land.
Sometimes when I feel this creative impulse and I don’t know what to create- I wander while I wonder.
I wander and drive, exploring, seeing where I am pulled to walk, drive, and run to.
Nature will help us confront the deepest parts of self if we allow her to show us.
Wandering and wondering always lead me home to myself when I want to replenish and decompress, or have lost my way 