Special — From My Heart
You have been given a unique gift that can only be expressed and shared with the world through you.
It’s true for you, just as it’s true for each and every person on the planet.
Each gift is like a slice of pie. Together, we all comprise the whole … the one.
You are special and unique … and you are the same.
What a fascinating paradox.
We all want to feel special.
We look to things outside as indicators of how special we are.
Is that important project done? Is the extra money earned? Is there support for a new business idea?
All the while, we perceive the feedback on these and many other questions, from a place of being incomplete – of needing something more – of being validated – to know that we are indeed special.
When the pain of separation comes calling, one response is the desire to be different – to be special – as if that good feeling that results from being special will dull the pain of feeling cut off or disconnected from God.
I remember the first time I read don Miguel Ruiz’ book “The Four Agreements” I came away with this image of a light source with many fiber optic cables spreading that light source out into the world. Each person, a conduit for Divine light – one light shining through many instruments.
I think of the energy of Gandhi.
I reflect on the Divine spark within each expression of the Divine, and I can’t feel or see any difference. It’s only after I begin to look through the perspective of my wounds that I see separation, and I begin to look for all the ways that I am special and different.
I cry when I think about all the pain and suffering in my life, much less in the world, that has arisen from separation.
All the competition to be better than, to suppress, to dominate, to conquer. And that’s just in my life, in relationship to myself.
At the surface the seas are angry 10 or 20-meter waves – perhaps higher – the winds are howling, and the ship is about to capsize. We feverishly study the tactics and strategy of surviving the storm.
Meanwhile, just a few meters below, the sea is quiet. The currents of change, of growth, of new perspectives are active, and the energy from the struggle to survive is nowhere to be found.
Lower still, the sea is quiet as are the currents.
Even lower, a love-filled peace emanates from every aspect of the one. When we journey below to this place, we encounter the wonder and awe of our true nature, and a love that is so far beyond words.
It’s here that we encounter the Divine.
The sea and it’s many experiences and perspectives exist in its entirety within you.
Lower yourself to the place of resonance.
And discover your connection with all that is … and in the center you will find yourself, and God.
Are you special?
I can’t breathe, I am so overwhelmed with your beauty and your extraordinary one-of-a-kind personality and the way you express yourself in the world.
Yes you’re special. And you’re loved in ways for which words are simply inadequate. Your only option to get this fully is to sink down into the love and feel it for yourself.
Are you different?
Yes, you’re different. You’ve been given a gift that can only express through you. That makes you special and different.
Yet the building blocks from which you were created are the same building blocks for all of human kind – indeed they are the same for all of creation.
Are you better than, or less than?
Not by a long shot. You are but one expression of God. No different than the blade of grass, the grasshopper, or the tree. No different than your brothers and sisters around the planet or the cosmos. The color of your or their skin does not mask or distort the Divine spark, any more than the thoughts in your or their head, the way life is lived, beliefs are held, or actions are taken.
With words of resonance or words of dissonance, you are a glorious expression of the Divine in motion. Why not discard the pain and suffering that comes with separation, and find common ground within. Then sit back and observe all the ways the resonance reflects back in your experience.
That’s it for this week … From My Heart
In Peace, Gratitude, and Love,
Ken W. Stone
The Soul Archaeologist
Experience the Divine Within