Being Comfortable with Being Uncomfortable
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Enquiry by its very nature means to step out of our comfort zone. To look beyond or prior to the status quo.
As such, sometimes it can be extremely uncomfortable and at this point we are presented with a choice. Forge ahead or retreat. Conditioned responses are such that many of us choose to retreat right at the moment where just allowing ourselves to feel truly uncomfortable would mean the feeling would simply disappear or transform into another feeling. What keeps many of us from really feeling is that we do not like to feel uncomfortable for any length of time such is our conditioning and coupled with an inability to sit with anything for any length of time, due to a twenty-four seven culture which tells us to keep moving. Makes being present with our feelings nigh on impossible.
It was uncomfortable and yet sitting with it and being fully present to it,
she witnessed it transform and stated she felt, “Everything was love”.
An attendee of talks recently narrated a story to me in which confronted by an overwhelming sense of fear instead of retreating as her conditioned responses would have dictated, she chose Instead chose to sit fully with the fear. It was uncomfortable and yet sitting with it and being fully present to it, she witnessed it transform and stated she felt, “Everything was love”.
In that meeting, emotion fully and eliminating the barrier, the duality that exists between the experience and the experiencer ends separation. The search is no more. What then is experienced is being experienced by no one and yet words such as, everything was love, or it is all one, can arise. Seemingly as a witness and a reminder and yet no trace of a witness or reminder remains. If at all there ever was one. In this singularity the purpose of why everything exists make perfect sense and an acceptance occurs. In which comfortable or uncomfortable thoughts, feelings and emotions are simply accepted as life happening as is.
The emotional charge we experience dissipates and the play of life is seen as simply that. A play. The ebb and flow of life continues. Emotions come and go and yet there is an equanimity. A oneness with all things. How could there not be. For how could you be separate from the very thing you seek?
