I really struggle with feeling all of this. I see it and I feel that this world is done, there is no recuperating it or recovering it. I sense that I hover in the absolute about this - recognizing that we are all here for self-realization, not to go on and on and on and just keep surviving, nor to come up with remedies for all of these calamities of humanity and the way that we exist. I tend to see it and just know that it is all part of the unraveling and realignment. But in this place, I realize I am not honoring this relative life...and my experience of it, what these images stir in me when I truly contemplate the impact it has on life as whole and life within my personal sphere.

I notice that there are movies I don't want to see about animal abuse because I feel I have already felt to make all of those changes - not because I needed to see the abuse in my face, but because it felt right. Yet still, it feels like this is an identity that doesn't look at these films...because the soul would not be limited - the soul could experience it all and be in it all. Perhaps it's that my family still eats meat and honestly there feels there is nothing I can do about it. I can be me, I can ask them about their choices and how they feel but in the end it is their choice, not mine. I do sense that I desensitize about the realities of what is going on and it is probably because the contemplation of the world that I helped bring children into is so painful.

Cathering I salute your true honoring of what this feels like and see more for me to step into.

Thank you Open for sharing this.

Much love,
Jen