Relating from a wounded place

When another is not available for you in the way you want it.

The more I dive deeper into this story, the more I discover that there is a lot of relating based on illusion.
How many people think they are relating from a place of pure love while it’s just another wound programming running out?

Pure love layered by mutual co-dependency,
comparison and competition leading to mistrust, expectations, constant need for approval, weak boundaries and glorified self sacrifice resulting in self sabotage, low self esteem and sexual repression issues.

Yes a painful affair if you arrive there and get conscious about this.
How this wound is played out between people.
But oh so worthly if you have the courage to dive deeply into it. And to feel the whole freaking thing through.
It is there that you can reconnect with your unique power again, your rawness and your full potential.
What makes you authentically you. What makes you available for you.

Sometimes it’s necessary to set boundaries to each other in order to allow space and time to heal. To step out of an subconscious addictive pattern.

And sometimes not. I think it’s just depending on how both parties are involved and communicating with each other.

And after all, there might be just the realization that it’s just another strategy of the ego that wants to maintain the sense of separation.
Another game of the mind.
Because love is just love.
What layers of illusion are built around it, love is what remains and sustains when everything is falling apart.

Love is always available for us.
We just have to remember our true nature and start acknowledging ourself as so.
Taking full self responsability to own this.
And it’s Love that brings us together to serve something way bigger than our personal self.
Even in times of darkness.
Trust that it’s all part of the greater good of All.

Or you can also just surrender and let Love take you on another magical and mysterious ride through yourself mirrored in seemingly outer circumstances or persons.

Evelien De Wit
Touch of Medicine