Hello world. The following was written 12/20/2016.
My Guides are showing me, a beautiful red onion. At its base, are its roots. Dozens of tiny tendrils reaching out, to secure a hold of the foundation to its very existence. Each one, is a decision to believe. A choice to accept a judgment, being taught to you. Each one is believed to be the very basis, of the fabric of your existence. Each one defining you, in a specific way. Each one of these root tendrils, are connected directly to a layer of the onion. Each layer is a belief, you are defining yourself as being. Everything is based from, coming from these roots.
As I choose to begin looking at these choices I have made to believe, I watch the onion being turned end over end, coming to rest on its side. A beam of light shines down on the onion, cutting an incision into one of the root tendrils, at the base. Just as an incision is cut into an actual onion, the eyes smart and burn, as tears begin to fall uncontrollably. As I cut away at the root base, the layers begin to unfold within the onion. But not without some effort on my part, to separate one from the other.
The deeper I cut, the more the onion opens. As each layer peels away, I see the choices I made to believe, before me. Each one brings tears, as I see the Truth of my own choices to believe and what they have caused me to believe I was experiencing. As each layer falls away, my tears begin to flow more freely, unceasingly. As each belief is released, I come closer to the core and the Truth, of who I really am within this shell.
When all the layers have been peeled away, what is left? I get an impression, of nothingness. What is left is nothing, yet this nothingness, is EVERYTHING! The only thing holding everything together, is my choices to believe. Those are the roots which are binding me, to everything I think, experience and see. Everything comes from what, I have chosen to believe.
When my onion finally falls away, will I be here to see another day? Will I still be able, to hold your hand? To feel your heat, warm me within. To feel your arms, wrapped around me, in loving care. Or will I be, the only one there? An Eternal Soul, alone for Eternity. Did I split myself into multiple Beings, just so my loneliness would leave? Instead it trapped me, in a quagmire of fear of letting go and to simply Be, Me.
Blessings on your journeys my brothers. Hugs and love. You are loved. I love you.