Your spirituality needs to include your anger.

So often we think that to be a good person and to be loving and kind, that this means not having anger.

And like some magical miracle will come and touch us if we are spiritual enough and it will dissolve all anger and we will be left to enjoy bliss and peace and love and light.

Hahahaha.

Nope.

If anything, the more enlightened we are, the more we are able to allow our feelings authentically both within ourself, and appropriately with others.
A conscious external angry response dare I say it, can sometimes even be helpful: to be clear, assertive and communicate boundaries.

The more we suppress and resist, the more it festers and persists.
Take a look at your relationship with anger. How was/is it role-modelled to you in your family. How do you ‘do’ anger now?

All emotion is moving. The emotional body is in constant flux. Like the weather systems of the earth. If it needs to rain it needs to rain. When lightening strikes it has to strike. And it’s charge helps to protect the earth.

Of course we need to learn to be emotionally conscious and healthy: aware, considerate, balanced and taking responsibility.

But emotional maturity and spiritual brownie points does not mean that at some point we will be altogether free of having challenging feelings.

The key is in seeing, allowing, breathing and self-honesty.

I am aware of awareness. Awareness is aware of me.

Learning what we are in truth, and seeing from beyond who we think we are is freedom.

We cannot ever know through our intellect who we truly are. We can only discover who we are as our very beingness, connected with the beingness of all life.

This requires us to live in the moment, listening to the aliveness of our own breath, our movement. Listening to the warmth of the sun on our skin, the grass under our feet and the birds singing free.

Being presence; merged and recognising its own self as awareness itself.

There is no seperate character called me. The me I think I am is seen by awareness. It is playing out within awareness.

Look more deeply within and you will find this same awareness is you too.

Everything in life moves in ebbs and flows.

Sometimes the tide is in, sometimes the tide is out.

This includes the experience of relationships. Sometimes we have more togetherness and sometimes we have times apart. We sometimes feel like talking, we sometimes don’t.

One way relationships become fraught is when we try to hold on to high tide or we try to avoid low tide.

We can’t change the ebb and flow of our natural selves.

When we try to fix something into being unchanging, it will in some way not work.

Love flourishes not only in togetherness, but also when there is allowing and trust when the tide is out.

The tide being out does not have to have anything to do with the love or level of connection.

Sometimes when the connection is at its strongest it is because we know we can simply be free to be ourselves, even when this means we don’t feel like talking.

Life is one big continuing transformation.

Nothing ever stays the same. Everything changes. Everything has its time.
Let what comes come. Let what goes go.

Allow transformation.

This does not mean you have to be all peaced out about it.
That would be nice. However grief is a part of transformation. Anger is a part of transformation. Struggle is often a part of transformation.

It’s more about learning to allow whatever arises to be as it is.

Why do we make things an extension of our identity? Are we not enough purely for who we are?

The big ute, the flash yacht, the nice house, the immaculate lawn…. why do we tend to attach to these things as an extension of our sense of self?

Sure it’s nice to enjoy expressing ourself and to appreciate nice things, however nothing changes on the inside. No matter how flash our stuff is, if you need it to feel worthy and important it will never be enough.

No thing is going to give you peace, contentment and self love other than coming into knowing your truth, warts and all, fears and all, flaws and limitations and all. Human after all.

In the end isn’t that part of what makes us loveable?