For myself and many people I work with, these have been the moments of truth.  There seems to be a pressing demand coming from somewhere in the universe for us to fearlessly embody the larger, unlimited version of ourselves that we hold in our highest vision.

Small self has been lagging behind for some time, begging to be released, along with lives that no longer have the capacity to hold the full dimension of who we are.  Relationships, self image, life work and world view are all up for reinvention. We are called to make drastic and far reaching changes in how we behave and think. The moment of self-realization and full empowerment is no longer reserved for a later someday.  It is now.

Many of us feel we have been ripped from a comfortable shore and swept into the turbulent tides of an utter unknown. It might help us to remember that we called for this.  We carry this longing inside to be whole, to be complete and to fulfill the promises we made in those crucial moments before time.

Birth is not easy, nor convenient.  I have given birth naturally to three children. I will contest that giving birth, when you are in it, looks much more like death.  Though I had a midwife, a supportive partner and a bed beneath me, I never felt quite so alone.  No one would or could come along to take over for me.  I, alone, had to bear the indescribable discomfort of something larger coming through.  I could not stop it and I had to trust that, though this seemed like my end, it was life expanding.

Babies notoriously wake an expectant mother in the dark night to be born, a mysterious force determining the moment of birth.  This emergence of the complete self has a similar timing.  When it is time, we are powerless to delay it.  Resistance only creates suffering.

We have to trust this temporary groundlessness and our inability to see beyond the challenging, often painful moment.  There is power in surrendering to this energy and allowing ourselves to be broken open by this new fullness.