Life is infinitely nuanced and accepting, understanding and moving with that (vs against) is the key. I get that the human mind and ego want certainty, but settling in with nuace has been far more helpful, easier and downright magical
This part, “I like to think of the peace that is rooted in avoiding these disruptions as shadow peace, or peace rooted in avoidance,” really stayed with me.
I think what we’re witnessing now is how the new spiritual money machine can become just as extractive as another form of avoidance dressed as healing. A kind of curated peace that asks people to bypass discomfort instead of moving through it. It sells softness without accountability, ritual without relationship, healing without the messiness of being human.
Sometimes it feels less like liberation and more like consumption in sacred clothing.
Real peace, at least to me, isn’t rooted in pretending the rupture doesn’t exist. It comes from being willing to sit inside the tension, the grief, the contradictions, and still remain connected to ourselves, to each other, and to the Earth.
Life is infinitely nuanced and accepting, understanding and moving with that (vs against) is the key. I get that the human mind and ego want certainty, but settling in with nuace has been far more helpful, easier and downright magical
Yes to this
Hi!! This, truthfully, sounds a bit like « tough Love* »!!! But… you might also have a point!!; I’ll look into it!! Thanks!!; Marilyne -
I hear you. I like to think it just points at the unglamorous part of the journey
This part, “I like to think of the peace that is rooted in avoiding these disruptions as shadow peace, or peace rooted in avoidance,” really stayed with me.
I think what we’re witnessing now is how the new spiritual money machine can become just as extractive as another form of avoidance dressed as healing. A kind of curated peace that asks people to bypass discomfort instead of moving through it. It sells softness without accountability, ritual without relationship, healing without the messiness of being human.
Sometimes it feels less like liberation and more like consumption in sacred clothing.
Real peace, at least to me, isn’t rooted in pretending the rupture doesn’t exist. It comes from being willing to sit inside the tension, the grief, the contradictions, and still remain connected to ourselves, to each other, and to the Earth.