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Hold Tight, It’s Alright

Hold Tight, It’s Alright

Dear Blessed One,

Do you feel at times that you’re holding on to the life you know and to who you are by your fingertips? That if you loosen your grip it may all fall away and send you tumbling into emptiness?

About a year before my awakening, I had an intense dream. Skipping all the details, a man grabbed my hand and said he wanted to talk with me outside. I followed him along a path that was getting more and more narrow and I was on the slope-side. It was getting slippery and the slope was now a cliff. The path had become so narrow, I could no longer hold with my feet, slipped, and grabbed in the dirt with my fingertips.

My whole body was hanging over the cliff as he ran to get help. I couldn’t even scream for fear that the lung expansion would cause me to lose my grip. I was squeaking out a help and a gardener came running over with a shovel but noticed the shovel-head was loose and he yelled not to grab it. The other guy came back with a stick but I was already slipping and I couldn’t let go to grab hold for fear of falling. The anxiety of the dream finally woke my body up and I was shaken by how real it seemed.

After sitting with the dream, I began to sense that my path to awakening had become extremely narrow. I had tried so many things, still was not awake, and did not know what else to do. My mind kept telling me to DO SOMETHING! The beautiful gift of all the doing I had done at that point was the absolute knowing that there was nothing else I could do, not even breathe and let go, and trust in the ‘not doing’.

I discovered that holding-tight was truly alright. Life was doing me and the tension and pressure that holding-tight was creating was actually the fire of transformation that pushed me into awakening. Perfect.

Holding on to something? Afraid of the abyss? Just notice; bring in the light of awareness while you go ahead and hold as tight as you have to until the edge lets go of you. Life is doing you so there’s really nothing to do.

Much Love and Blessings to You,

“The hardest work of all is to do nothing.”