Speaking of continually passing through the eye of the needle here in 3D!

My partner and I were away on holiday recently at a charming, quiet, seaside town. Overall, it was a relaxing getaway, and I was able to get some much needed rest. However, amidst the idyllic mountain views and the soothing sound of waves lapping the seashore, I encountered a Soup Nazi! :)

I'm aware that I'm processing karmic, food addictions related to deprivation and starvation from past lives. As a result, I often feel anxious about food preparation and eating, in general. My mother loved to cook and bake, and she excelled at it. She expressed her love for her family through her cooking, so I learned to associate feeling loved with the traditional meals my mother made, far removed from vegan foods. Due to present and past life conditioning, I got into comfort eating big time. Transitioning to vegan eating these past few years has been enormously challenging, and my journey has taken me deeper and deeper into my distorted feelings of scarcity and lack.

Despite the challenges, however, I've made huge progress in eating more compassionately based on respect for all sentient life. Since joining the Openhand community, I've become conscious of the horrific animal cruelty associated with factory farming, so I long to live fully in peace and harmony with our animal friends. At first, I denied my addictions and forced myself to eat compassionately. No deviations. No excuses. No weaknesses allowed. Needless to say, that didn't work. At all. It just made me feel more tense and anxious. So now I'm more fully honouring and accepting how I feel as I gradually let go of my conditioning, realign and express relaxed right action based on respect for all sentient life. The cornerstone of 5D.

It helps to find a little humour to ease the tension. So there I was recently in a lovely, seaside restaurant ordering a meal without the cheese and dairy listed on the menu. Life in 3D can be a risky business! I had a compassionate server who was sensitive to my dietary preferences. The restaurant has an open counter to the kitchen, so I could hear the exchange between the server and the chef. She yelled, "Hold the cheese and butter!" The Soup Nazi bellowed back, "No substitutions!" I could feel the warrior in me arising to take on the world! Well, not quite! But you get the picture. My server had my back and stood firm. The Soup Nazi backed down. And I got my dairy free meal!

What a fascinating mirror I was given about fixed notions. There was the chef resisting the flow. And there I was doing the same. Feeling justifiably pissed, resisting the injustices and absurdities of life here in 3D. Tightly wound up. I'm still continuing to process all of this. And in doing so, I came across this hilarious clip from Seinfeld, which I'm attaching. The title? You guessed it. The Soup Nazi. Humour helps me to lighten up, infuse more soul, more light through my bodymind. Perhaps enough to pass through the eye of the 3D needle, once again, and expand beyond to 5D.

This clip might give some of you a few chuckles! As for me, I'm not about to get in line!

x Cathy