It Doesn’t Have To Be This Way

Evolution of the mind, body, and spirit is the way – thetruth – of the natural world. Time passes and we change, we mature. When we live by this truth, we evolve. If we pay attention to our relationships and experiences, we get better and better at being us. A commitment to livingawake means that we can become more masterful versions of ourselves. In this way, we move toward our greatest potential.

Sometimes we allow ourselves to become distracted by the chaos, addiction, or complacency. We pull away from, or reject completely, our own evolutionary nature. This disconnection creates a sense of restlessness, a longing. It’s painful – mentally, physically, and emotionally.

To ease or at leasttolerate that pain, we lean more heavily into our distractions. Soon there is a new cycle ruling our lives, one that carries us farther and farther from the truth, farther from our integrity, farther from our power.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

That pain, the discomfort from being idle or on the outside of our normal evolution, is an agent of change. The discomfort can drive us farther into the insanity… or it can carry us back to ourselves. Let us strive to be awake and engaged in our lives. Let us seek the truth about why we hurt, and meet our needs in a way that honors our mind, body, and spirit.

We can use food, alcohol, nicotine, sex, drugs, violence, gambling, shopping, isolation, or something else to numb the pain… or we can heal. We can come back to the truth. We can choose to move through this discomfort, back to peace, back into power.

Change is the way in the natural world…allow it.

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Zee Kallah
Past Member 6 years ago

Over 3 years ago, when I was dying and trapped, I asked my Higher Power, "what's wrong with me?"

The answer came, "You have a complaining spirit."

"Please, do something. How can I get rid of it?"

"And why shouldn't I be complaining? Even my counselor
tells me I'm trapped. I'm dying, in continuous pain and I'm sick, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually."

I have a very patient and often gentle HP. He asked me, "Could you begin just to imagine things are the way you want them to be?"

"I'll try," I said obediently.

That was the beginning of getting well. HP had me out of that trap in two months. He had me out of overwhelming debt in 11 months. I got a promotion at work.

My doctor said, "I don't think you've got diabetes any more." I got tests and second opinions. My health was fully restored including two teeth, decaying on the inside going for the nerve, healed according to before and after xrays.

"It all began when H P asked me, "Could you begin just to imagine things are the way you want them to be?"


Kirsten B.
Past Member 6 years ago

Now that I am following the path, more and more messages come my way to confirm the path.
Thank you.

Jane H.
Jane H6 years ago

There is a choice, thank goodness, as to whether to grow or not... too many choose not to grow, and that is sad, because life can be wonderful if one rids herself of all the toxic things that happen in life.

Bonnie M.
Bonnie M6 years ago

"..we can heal. We can come back to the truth. We can choose to move through this discomfort, back to peace, back into power. " Christy Diane Farr
Thank you for these inspiring words. Yes,the choice is ours- to move on or just keep spinning our wheels.
Thanks as well to Zee Kallah for sharing the poem.

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KATE L6 years ago

Love it, thanks :)

Ellen Mccabe
Ellen m6 years ago

Thanks for sharing and reminding us of these triths we sometimes forget in oir busy day to day lives.

Donna Hamilton
Donna Hamilton6 years ago

Interesting article - thanks for posting.

Olga Lustosa
Olga Lustosa6 years ago

Great thougths to be learned from...

Zee Kallah
Past Member 6 years ago

When I was a teenager,
long, long ago
in a world far away
I continued to follow
the clarion call of soul.

My family knew naught of these things,
nor did I speak of them.
Books,ancient writers, modern scholars,
whispered to me enchantments.

There was a poem that captured memory
until I surrendered to memorize the words.
yet not the title nor the after half of it.

These words I recall

Deep down within the depths of me
There stirs a mighty restless sea.
Its waves of memory touch the shore
of consciousness and more and more
as time unreals through realm of space
my self reveals its god like face,
a god force breathing in each form
of life I've lived about me swarm
the eons passed in which I've dwelled
vague, fleeting glimpses now beheld.
One day, an inner voice persists
I'll reach beyond all that exists
That was all I memorized.
I cannot find the poem
though I have searched.

Lynn C.
Lynn C6 years ago

Message received.

Why did this take two pages?