These last couple of months have been crazy. I thought I knew so much only to be touched again and again in such beautiful ways. Sorry, I’m just floating at the moment. I was shown something a moment ago while watching, of all things, the movie ‘Arrival’. The landing of aliens in a real world situation and everyone scrambling to try to understand them, their strange appearances, their strange language, their craft, their…just arriving. Many attempts at trying to find that common denominator so that a dialogue can begin.
And that is what we do, just in arriving here on this world, a very foreign world. Suddenly crying and screaming out into this new light, noise everywhere, and instead of that comfortable warmth a moment ago, a sudden cold to shock what we didn’t even know was shockable. The beginning. And then squawking with a noise unknown for so long, then tripping and stumbling just to learn to walk. And those many odd sensation at different moments inside us in each step we take.
We are those aliens, trying to understand what this world is. Reaching out in so many ways, physically, emotionally and even slowly understanding that there is even a spiritual connection within us. No wonder we feel so crazy sometimes. It is a big, big school, years and years of putting together something so incredible…but all the while feeling so broken. But we aren’t, not really. It just takes a long time to build perfection, and all the while adding bits and pieces and slowly seeing them come together as we understand ourselves a little more each time.
And we aren’t wrong…even a little bit. A heart has many strings, many beats to fulfill. Corners to turn and tracks unknown all adding to this creature. And ever with a balance to be found, testing so many sides until it swings full swing and we finally can see…and truly understand that this world isn’t a strange land at all, it just needed to be held, felt and understood…just as we do.
And slowly in among it all is built something quite profound…in that ‘held, felt and understood’ was something that gave such a rush of feeling that it would bring such tears, asking us for more. But all those trips and stumbles had built a safeguard so that we didn’t just dive off a cliff, but gradually test those waters and ‘feel’ it all. And in that hesitation something was born. A trust, the anchor in our hearts so that we wouldn’t drown in just nothing, but built with a strong rope so that we ever had something to hold. And yes, it gets tested. Wild winds and storms will test us…but that rope of hope, faith and trust is allowing us to gradually become something more, ever daring us to go a little further, a little deeper.
Are we aliens…yes we are. But slowly, even if at times those waves seem so big, we step out into this strange land and gradually get to know it, get to know us, and in that comfort realize we are ok. We have been building that trust of us, that building block of life. Anchoring that belief so that we can build more firmly as we go through life and slowly, truly begin to understand us. And in doing this a flower will open, not any flower but one created by all these very steps. We will touch it, feel it, even from that moment we landed on this alien world.
We have always spoken this language, even if a little unclear at times. Testing it in so many ways as it is a part of us in all we do. Imagine it not being there…we would be deaf in its silence, numb in its lack of feeling, and truly misunderstood as it would all be just…1,2,3, never a middle anywhere to find a balance. But I give a very profound thanks in that empathy, compassion and love that it all teaches me, every single day.
What I saw that brought me to tears was just one instant, one moment in time, where our many parts from all this time comes together and releases us. Finally giving an understanding after so much that it has taken to reach this very place. So much building to create something within ourselves to finally feel its truth…and ‘know’ that it all has purpose. All this time we ‘think’ we have it, but in more faith and hope, determined to win through even if that doubting tool within us keeps testing our waters. But, in all that I have ever felt, and the absolute trust I had even built in all that I had been shown, felt and understood, it wasn’t until I could see a purpose in it all, shown that it all has been for us, that I truly understood. All of it, each and every step is slowly building that love, and so powerfully that we can only understand those parts of that love that we experience and understand. Yes, we speak it in so many different languages, and I don’t mean because of literal languages, but because of those many experiences we have or not experienced, keep us at that level until we do understand. Until one day we will break through that doubter within us all and can finally speak, see and feel it truly as it is designed to do.
And become a very changed alien, ever becoming something so far beyond what we had begun. The language of love we can all see, just look back through your life to what you understood as a child, in those crazy teenage loving years, and on into a more mature and deeper loving place. It does speak all languages, even the literal ones. It is in a smile or a look, even if a french to an Indian. It crosses every barrier known to man…but it is in crossing those barriers that its language speaks best. And yes there is an emotional barrier…ours. And a physical barrier…ours. And even a spiritual one…it too is ours, even if helping us to break through them all.
We have been given a gift, though difficult to see for a long time. But with all that I am, all that I have experienced, felt and understood…I acknowledge that love. It has spoken to me in so many ways, and even acknowledged me in opening to me in its many ways. And in return I give at least a simple smile to a planet that sustains us so that we can ‘feel’ it all. And in that, we will all understand it, in each and every step we take, experience we share, and heart we hold…especially our own ❤️🙏