Falling in love with your own voice

The single most thing that began to make massive sense to me in these crazy times, adding the intensity of being an HSP and an empath and inflicted with a high dose of creativity - was to listen.

Simply lean in and listen deeply.

This began with me listening to my own self while painting, ofcourse - the physical part of me had to stay anchored in this 3-D world before I could launch off into the ether of thoughts and emotions, the mire of stories and memories.

The meaty stuff lies there, in the ether, but to get there one needs to trick the psyche or honestly, one needs to simply brave up. Cause revisiting the past is simply about going back in time in your new mind-suit and setting an upgrade on all that's dusty and cobweb ridden down that lane.

It's like me saying hello to the little girl-me and informing her of how things really are as of now and then loop it baby...loop it.

Come again and rewire this "you" when you are once again upgraded to a future you. And ofcourse if you get the algorhythm (ya, I like it spelt that way!) of this, you do know that its not just about you but all the stuff that worlds around and in you.

All!

There are layers that get intercepted and rehashed just because you configured one tiny corner of that puzzle.

So, this whole thing of podcasting ones raw and real time voice aka insights alongside the business of daily living actually came from the joy I was experiencing with a friend from another continent I met online. We connected and continued to exchange voice notes over watsapp and over months this became my daily journal.

This generous and safe space we held for each other to share almost anything. Our common love for ACIM and art and animals and the mysteries of existence fueled this amazing exchange.

Until I soon realised that this indeed is meeting my need for daily voice journaling and that I am actually feeling more and more heard and seen by my own self first, that I am able to show up as one of the sanest people in my tribes and family during these insane times.

The principles of empathic listening applied to me once again as it has been doing so in varied ways over the last 7 years.

The power of love that infuses me is unparalleled.

And a deeper thread of spirit-reality falls into our hands, asking, begging to weave it into our lives.

This podcast is about that - being real, being raw, being here and now and simply sitting on the chair by the window and checking in- sharing that.

It feels like I am channeling something way bigger than me. Something too beautiful to be kept to oneself. Something that is not entirely mine to keep. 

I wonder how you experience it.

I wonder if these insights, poetry, chapters from my Unschool life, from applying ACIM and the Process of painting in Presence, daily encounters with the inane, how do these land on you?

You know something - it's been a long time I have been trying to dismantle this "perfection" that we are all enslaved to. Make a perfect video - a perfect post, an ultra supermodel looking page. It's exhausting to even see this cultural practice which is so harsh on the senses and excludes the have-be's, the young ones, the minority, the developing countries. Its violent. It does not even feel real to see such perfect videos and posts.

Hence this space and many such spaces that I create are necessarily a safe place to experience and celebrate our humanity, our limitations, our raw and real everyday stories. Of Course with a bit of stickling about typos, lol!

P.S -There is a facility on the platform to send me a message in voice. I'd love to even invite you and chat with you in this similar mode on anything you want to ramble about.

There's some farmer way out in the west who looks forward to one more episode of the inane. And a student who misses home and plays this podcast as background chatter to have afeel of his family around. A lonely lover soothing her heart with the silly chat we had yesterday.

Nothing special, just bits of this and that and some torch light over the unimportant passing stuff of life.

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START your own self-care, self-love journaling journey. Listen deeply to the whispers of your soul and bring the whole world to life.

I love you like everything in existence does. May you have evidence of this every moment!

Luv,

Indian Mystic Maa