Are You a Spiritual Warrior or a Metaphysical Wimp?

Are You a Spiritual Warrior or a Metaphysical Wimp?
by Debbie "Takara" Shelor




We came from distant galaxies on a grand mission - to usher Planet Earth and all her inhabitants into the New Age. We held a beautiful vision of a golden age of love and light, where all beings from ants, to rocks, to humans, to lobsters would be honored for their gifts and for who they are.

We are, each of us, cocky rebels and rabel rousers. We actually thought it would be fun. Can you believe that? Deep inside we are each a bit like Hans Solo from Star Wars. We like to do things our own way. We hate joining anything and taking orders, advice, or instructions from others. And we are also like the Three Musketeers. We actually enjoy the fight and it never occurred to us that we wouldn't win.

So what happened?

Well we were born. We became a tiny infant completely dependent on human parents, who basically had no clue. And we inherited their limiting beliefs and fears and then we took on a pile of our own. Life reflected back to us people and situations that proved to us that our beliefs were correct and we became depressed, co-dependent, addicted, obsessed, ill, obese, and our self esteem spiraled ever downward.

We learned that happiness and getting our way required that we conform to the desires of those around us. We had to "behave." We had to "be good." We had to get certain marks in school. We had to be polite. We had to do well in sports. We had to do a million things.

In school we had to learn the answers the teachers wanted to hear - even if what was being taught was completely wrong.

If we asked questions that challenged societies beliefs, we were told to stop making trouble. If we questioned things being taught to us by our parents or through whatever religion we were born into, we were silenced. Heaven forbid if we shared that we could see angels, could astral project, or heard voices. That nonsense would absolutely not be tolerated. We shut down our curiosity, our genius, our connection to Spirit, and our joy.

It was safer.

Then we became adults with the same depression, co-dependency, addictions, obsessions, illnesses, obesity, and our self esteem had not improved.

We went to college and chased after what our parents, society, the magazines and television said was the ultimate dream - an attractive partner/mate, a powerful career, a home, a fancy car, the right friends, the best vacations. Even if we managed to attain all that, we still felt empty and shallow. We still weren't happy.

Finally one day something happened that was so awful we thought our entire world had been shattered. And it had. We were hit by the metaphysical two by four up side the head. Our soul was shouting: "Wake Up!"

So slowly and painfully we woke up to the fact that we were spiritual beings having a human experience and that most of what we believed was rubbish. We began seeking answers from books, friends, teachers, gurus, workshops, religions, massage, yoga, Reiki, and on and on. We did a million therapies and tried too many techniques to count, in order to unlearn everything that previously had been so important. We became workshop, book, psychic reading junkies. Unfortunately, many of us simply replaced the old junk with new junk and didn't really improve our lifes or our level of happiness at all.

Some of us were actually tenacious enough to actually accomplish deep healing.

We grew. We evolved. We began to understand how manifesting in this dimension really works. We learned how to observe our life as we participated in it. We remembered that seeking happiness was important.

And then we got caught up in what we believed was the appropriate way to behave as spiritual people. We started shutting down our truth just as we did as children. We began to observe much more than we participated. We became loving and sweet and just allowed whatever happen to gently roll off our back. We dropped out of society and only spent time with the one or two friends that we could find of "like mind."

We weren't being Spiritual Warriors. We WIMPED OUT.

I didn't come here to be a nice girl, look pretty, and simply enjoy the sunset over the Jemez Mountains every day. (It is quite lovely, however)

I came here to ROCK this place. Bust up the bull. Wake up the folks. Move this sucker (the earth) into the next dimension.

I came here to completely throw off the shackles binding me to mediocrity and help as many people as possible do the same.

I'm no longer willing to NOT say or write something, just because I don't want to offend anyone. I'm no longer sitting on the side lines saying that whatever is happening in Washington, in Iraq, or anywhere else, doesn't involve me directly so I'll just pretend it isn't happening, manifest my own beautiful little reality, and ignore and allow whatever else is going on. No, not anymore.

Ah, but now I'm coming from a much different place - a healed place. I'm not an angry activist blaming others for all the problems in the world. I know that I am responsible for what is happening in my world and now I'm ready to change it on a bigger scale. I can see my life and world events from a much higher perspective. I am not reacting or being run by negative emotion. I am in a calm, clear, wonderful place and I've decided to stand up for what I believe is in the highest and best interest of all humanity and this planet.

I'm back in the world game.

Won't you join me?

Blessings,
Deb


Spirit of Nature