Where did you come from?

In the beginning, there was light. And vibration. And love.

How did you start out?

Were you more, or less, than a twinkle in your mother’s eye?

Sometimes in a new endeavour, whether writing a blog or coming into a body for a new earth-based life, it is helpful to recognize that everything is continuum. Nothing really starts, and nothing ever ends. Therefore, the option of correcting your mistakes is ever open to you. Therefore, have no fear.

When you begin something, know that it was begun before you, and will carry on after you are done. (In this way, be careful what you post on those internets, you know?) You did not start at the moment of physical conception, and getting here was also not all your idea. Other people joined in to make you happen, but you had a hand in it as well. Multiple factions, coming together in a certain way in a certain time and place (also in a place beyond time and space, but that’s another topic) created the you that you think of as yourself.

You had this big idea, to come here and do this. Maybe when you arrived it was not as you’d thought. Maybe when you got here you suddenly got scared. Or you recognized how helpless and vulnerable having a body is. Or you realized you’d bitten off too much to chew. Plus you had no teeth. But you carried on, and here you are!

We wish to reassure. You got this far: so far, so good. Things have not gone according to plan, but that is neither here nor there, because you just keep going. Sometimes you haven’t done well. You have cheated yourself of an experience you needed, or you shortcut around it, or you stayed too long in one place. But in general, overall, things keep unfolding and you keep on going and it just works out.

When you begin something, remember it has its roots in long ago, so far back you can’t see it. These are sometimes the seeds of the Pharaohs, sprouting after many thousand years in the dark. Sometimes they are your own imagination gone wild, having been fertilized by a chance encounter or a determined exploration on your own. Sometimes you just get a notion. There is the possibility of planning and that plans can go awry. You need to plan so the Universe knows where to follow you, but if things go wrong it is not such a bad thing after all. There is no misstep in your past that should be erased. Everything brought you to here. Now. This.

This moment is the culmination of all that has gone before: that successful presentation, that one more broken glass. None of it resented or rejected now; all of it in gracious acceptance and embrace. Give yourself the kudos for continuing on, neither swayed by glory nor fear, next steps taken, both tiny and major leaps. Appreciate the accumulations of experience, even as you prune and tidy and decompose.

You do get to shape the future, in a way, but remember it is based on the past, and everything leads to the next moment, ripe with infinite possibility, buoyed by the last thought you had.