Our beliefs define us. Like scratches and smudges on a pair of sunglasses that we have become so used to them, we don’t even see them. We don’t see they obstruct the truth of what’s before us. They colour our view of the world at all times. We don’t know to even wipe them clean or replace the lenses. This is how much our beliefs are a part of us.
We formed most of our beliefs when we were young. Very rarely are they even ours. We took on beliefs, put someone else’s emotional luggage in our backpacks and continued to carry them around. We aren’t even conscious of the weight, as they’ve been there so very long.
We live through them and we reinforce them constantly. The brain literally seeks out what which it is told. It will siphon through the million pieces of information and throw out all that doesn’t align with the storylines it knows. It’s not investigative unless we make it so. It will just stay on the same channel. It’s a cycle, a trap.
What would it look like to start to clean the lense? To put down the weight. What would a daily awareness feel like? To ask the question, do I know this to be true? Where can we uncover the dusty beliefs that haunt us? The fake news we have inside our heads?
We can question our beliefs. We can discover freedom. Something wonderful can happen if we open to it.
Sent with love,