Indivisible: Freedom, Fear & the Inner Revolution
Happy Independence Day!
I love Independence Day in the USA. I love the celebration + reflection of what it means to be free. I love a day to celebrate how far we’ve come and what we have—individually, collectively.
This is a time I like to put words to what is freedom, really. And a time to take stock & celebrate.
Celebrate
Now, in the height of summer abundance, the tomatoes and blackberries fill baskets daily. Chard and herbs grace our eggs. The April chicks are grown now and nearly laying.
Simple, local adventures abound. And for all the obvious fruits of the season, there is an unmistakeable undercurrent of expansion—bringing much excitement, anticipation, wonder & curiosity.
Freedom
True freedom is a realization that dawns from within. It is innate to being, and it is a unifying force.
It is not given by an entity outside of us. Something given can be taken away. The act of claiming freedom as a power to bestow on others gives life to the totalitarian tiptoe.
In my own life, I’ve found freedom and love go hand in hand. Meanwhile, fear categorizes, divides, and imprisons.
We are conditioned to seek freedom outside ourselves, as it makes us easy to manage.
Freedom requires radical responsibility:
When we truly see that everything in our lives is the way it is because we allow it to be,
When we see how much our consciousness state as individuals matters, how much we matter!
When we stop asking for a government, expert, study, or other entity to take care of us, so we don’t have to take care of ourselves,
When we stop distracting ourselves with proving, disproving, siding, trying to convert others to our opinions,
Then freedom dawns and dawns and dawns.
We can say freedom is a practice, a state, and an experience, ever deepening, just as yoga—which means union.
The drive to convert is strong when we don’t feel free ourselves. It’s the inner work—exploring the inner realms—that liberates.
This doesn’t mean we don’t have our roles throughout life. That leads some to politics born out of love, like Gandhi or MLK. It leads others to motherhood and any manner of creative expression.
If the message we tune to is of division, division is what we breed. United we rise, divided we fall.
The ‘united’ to tend first is that of inner union, where we integrate all the pieces of ourselves, the parts we like and the parts we’d rather hide.
The more fractured we are inside, the more fractured the world appears to us on the outside.
The more we come to union within, the more we make that experience of unity accessible to all.
It all begins within.
Indivisibility is the undercurrent of our very being, subtler than form and time.
My intention is not to divide, but to explore our own inner divisions, where we have divided ourselves and where we let those divisions rule our lives.
My invitation here is to spend some time in reflection: Where is fear still ruling the inner landscape? Whatever fear rules, freedom does not equate.
How to wriggle out of the rulership of fear?
With patience, see, acknowledge, and love the part of yourself who is afraid. Love that part of you as you would a sick or hurt child. Love yourself out of the fragmentation and into wholeness.
Little by little, stop abandoning yourself in favor of the shiny, and often subtle, distractions all around.
And celebrate! Celebrate you.
As a family, we’ve made decisions that are changing the course of my life. I’m abiding more in the unknown than I ever have. I’m releasing my handle on micromanaging life and doing it all, forcing my way through. I’m coming alive and free in brand new ways, which you’ll hear about as we journey on.
As our lives change course in the direction of our most sacred dreams, the ripples are uncountably grand—infinitude scale.
Remember when it’s divinely aligned, what’s good for you is good for all.
What are you celebrating right now? Claim it. Declare it. Let yourself feel your own expanse.
All my love,
Heather