There comes a time when the illusion that something outside of ourselves will make us truly happy begins to shatter.
A sign of its disintegration is an uneasiness within ourselves, a sense that something’s not quite right.
It can often be hard to put our finger on. Sometimes it’s a truck coming at 200km/h.
We notice our behaviours aren’t lining up with who we believe we are or who we say we want to be.
The outside world reflects back to us a picture we don’t particularly like or sometimes recognise.
It’s tempting to turn away from the uneasiness for rarely is it comfortable to sit with.
But sit with it we must for the Truth to set us free.
So we go into the abyss.
We lose ourself to find ourself.
We experience the breakdown that always precedes the breakthrough.
On the other side, peace.
Our soul knows when its time. Our job is to listen.