For so many, many years I focused on “healing” myself. It was an important road for me to take on the journey to wholeness; but I recently asked myself, at what point do I get to just live as a whole and healed being? The answer is NOW!
On the other side of breast cancer, and having just returned from several weeks of travel in Europe and the UK, I’ve come home. Not just to the physical sanctuary I live in, but to my body, my wholeness, and my fully conscious choice to live my life as Art. I am healed. I am healed from the sexual addiction I wrote a book about, I am healed from breast cancer, and I am healed from my childhood wounding. I declare it so.
I’m not saying I’ll never have another neurosis or issue or illness again, but the “healing work” on myself has evolved into enjoying the whole ecstatic journey of being human. That includes everything from washing the dishes to being fully present in my relationships with friends, family, and my beloved.
There’s nothing I need to figure out, I don’t need a mission statement… there’s really nothing at all that I need to DO. Finding wonder and beauty in every word I speak, every chore I do, and every step I take is a state of being that I’ve been seeking to embody for years, and suddenly the striving is over.
Here’s to an ecstatic life!
Love & blessings, Amrita