Dear Linda, Until I blocked you on Facebook, I didn’t realize you were someone I actually knew in high school. Women who don’t use their maiden names are just strangers to me. I appreciate that you have been actively commenting and liking many posts on my page over the last few years. The thing is Linda, you don’t know me.
A few years ago, you sent me a friend request. I accept all friend requests as my page is very public. We were connected by high school friends.
My page is peaceful. The only posts are for people looking for a way to the light. They are looking for a way to feel better, yet they aren’t sure what direction to turn.
I reposted a meme. I do this often. If I like it, if it is in line with my message and timely, I will repost it. I never look at the human in the picture as I don’t know who anyone is. Frankly, I don’t care, as most memes revolve around beautiful people or holy-looking folks. I never know, and I don’t care.
Apparently, I reposted a picture of someone with a not-so-good reputation in some circles; this is everyone. In this case, Linda knew who the person was and was adamantly against it and infuriated. She started posting articles about who the person was and why he should not be on my page. We had a few conversations on messenger when I knew what to do.
I have been pulled away from the people I have recently come to know. Being a social animal is not in the cards for me. I have been made aware that this trip I am on, traveling far and in crazy weather to ski, is for me to master my aloneness.
I was reminded that even in my state of being, we live with a slight expectation that other humans will cross our path. We find ourselves looking for them in public, which is usually where they appear.
After meeting Alden, then Corey, I am fully aware of what it feels like to have that ultimate love beyond stratospheric proportions. I know that if and when this shows up for me again, beyond a shadow of a doubt, it will be epically clear. But the day-to-day run-in relationships are not to happen for me any longer. I am to embrace my aloneness in a way I haven’t understood until now.
When we allow ourselves to become wholly alone and purposefully drop the expectation that someone will jump out in front of us and do a few runs on the mountain with us, it will not happen. We have got to stop hoping or assuming they will show up. In my new state, I know they will not. It is such a release and a blessing.
This new acceptance has freed me up in a way that’s impossible to describe. We are used to being around people. We need people. But what happens when you are peeled back to the raw base of who you were when you incarnated onto this planet? You only required people to keep you safe, fed, and warm. Now you don’t need them, yet you believe you do. You require them.
When I started looking back at couples I have known over the last few decades, some of them don’t make a move without the other. It’s as if they don’t know where their partner ends or where they begin.
If the more insecure in the relationship were dropped alone on a deserted island, it would take them a very long time to realize what they need to survive. When we are blended so deeply in taking care of another human’s needs before our own, we forget what we need to be happy.
Some of these people only want to remain partnered with their mate at any cost. They are the patch for each other’s holes, and that is what they do. Being away from their partner is simply out of the question. They need each other; one always needs the other much more, the other just stays. They are trying desperately to keep everything status quo. The thought of not having that person in their world would destroy them.
My world has morphed into one of silence and peace 24/7. I don’t have conversations with people. Even the people I communicated with not long ago are off my radar. I don’t have text chats with anyone. My phone is bored. I am solo, and I am embracing every moment of it. Energy is my only currency, and spending it outside of ways that inspire me is not what I can do. I am back to being alone.
The post reaction from someone who barely knew me from high school was a beautiful reminder that social media is also somewhere that I don’t want to hang out – again, with people. I have kept my page very public, and I love how it has evolved to be a peaceful place for all seekers of higher knowledge. Having a “friend from high school” who loves Jesus is great. But she doesn’t understand anything else about my journey, where my path is taking me, or who I am.
Once she posted her wildly amusing responses, one after the other, I changed the post privacy to “only me.” Her heated and argumentative attitude clearly disturbed the peace I enjoy maintaining on my page. I then blocked her.
She knew me when I was a chubby cheerleader with really bad teeth and a horrible story and home life. She is not one of the many people who have found my page as a path on their journey. She was a classmate. I don’t want classmates and neighbors on my page.
She cannot fathom that it doesn’t matter who the character was in the meme. When we are present, anything that happened before this moment does not matter. There is no past and no future. There is only this moment. I couldn’t go back with her to have this discussion if I wanted to. This woman can’t know who I am or what I have come to understand.
I am going silent on social media for now. Same with not having people in my life; it is a “for now” thing I must experience. I will post articles and videos, but my days of finding inspiring quotes and sharing are over for now.
I don’t need negative energy anywhere in my space. I can’t be around it. I have fully surrendered and am listening to everything I am told to do.
Thank you, Linda, for waking me up. Your interruption was precisely what I needed to get me back on track. You may find this hard to believe, but you and I planned this intersection. You were part of my soul group. We just couldn’t know this until now.
Cari Palmer
Cari Palmer Bio:
If I hadn’t lived the many phases of my life, I wouldn’t believe it could all happen in one lifetime. All I imagined after giving up my victim card was being a writer/speaker for Hay House. I was the queen of self-help and I was ready to change lives. Fast forward a decade or two and now, after re-membering who we are and why we are here, self-help was a lifetime ago.
Following my guidance has brought me to a place I couldn’t ever imagine! I have mastered living in the present moment. I have become a Zen-like creature. Once you feel this good in every moment, you can never go back. When you realize we create our own reality, why would we make any part of this thing we call life miserable?
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