Saying “Free Palestine” is not just political.
It is a remembrance of our ancestral wisdom moving through our blood and bones.
It is a reclamation of our innate power to shape future paradigms in reflection of love.
The arrest of 12 peaceful activists, including Greta Thunberg, known for shedding light on the effects of climate change, for legally using international waters to deliver aid to the people of Gaza has me thinking…
Not that I wasn't already thinking, because let’s be honest, the current reality makes it super hard to just go about our days as if something is not fundamentally wrong with the world right now.
I have been thinking about the power of standing for something bigger than ourselves and also the painful experience of witnessing genocide and colonialism in real time. (Colonialism is a system of domination where one group of people takes control over another group’s land, resources, and ways of life—often through force, exploitation, and cultural displacement).
… and ultimately how this connects with the theme for June here on Point of Life: real vs. reality.
What Greta and the other 11 activists radiate is the call for justice that transcends illusory borders and invites us into a deeper conversation of agency, belonging, and liberation.
But first, let me preface…
“Free Palestine”
I say free Palestine because it is an energetic signature signing off on divorcing the oppressive conditioning of our psyche.
That we are tired of hiding.
We are tired of conforming.
And we are tired of being held down by the conditioning of colonialism, severing us from our innate power to shape reality in alignment with our right to be free.
It’s fair to say my perspective is going to stem from an individual who identifies as highly sensitive, with a history of conflict avoidance, a tenderness around violence, and has done a shit ton of work around releasing my fear of being heard by using my voice in service of something larger than myself.
And it’s also fair to say that our modern-day lens on spirituality needs to be stretched. We have to have more conversations around the energetics underlying personal liberation meets collective liberation.
How we can use these profound eastern philosophies and weave them into a new tapestry in emergence with the western world, ultimately creating a “new world.” A world that is already here, ripe and ready to be integrated as reality.
The truth is: Our very lives either reinforce what no longer serves our evolution or dismantle what no longer serves our evolution.
That the choice is ours.
Because we have been so heavily consumed by the materialistic perspective, there are a couple of things to make note of:
We are limiting ourselves by believing time is linear, as opposed to a mental construct, a tool, a container for transformation.
We believe the only way to make change is to force it and control it through the intellect alone, through logic and reason, using only the past as a guiding light.
We have forgotten our innate power to shape worlds, and in this case, the world we experience as separate from who we are, as if we don’t have a role to play within it.
I will do my best to weave all 3…
Here we go.
We think in order to make change we have to heavily rely on compartmentalizing liberation as a linear set of events that need to take place in a specific order, held hostage but only what we know, rather than surrendering to the unknown, to our creativity, to our desires. How much of what we believe is possible is built up by the very systems, perpetuating oppression, that we are here to uproot.
What if there is a more inclusive approach to healing, a revolution, a call for justice? One that involves the destruction of a world view, distilled into the 4 dominant mental constructs that determine our shared reality (social, cultural, economic, political) as a projection or manifestation of what we believe is or isn’t possible.
In other words, these mental constructs define what is accepted and validated- therefore what is seen as “real” or important. So anything or anyone that falls outside of those norms are cast out, either a disconnection from themselves (powerlessness) or doesn't fit in, losing the concept of community.
Both by nature oppress and sever us from our agency. But in order for us to speak to agency, we have to bring light to how these dominant structures are upheld by systems, such as colonialism, playing a major role in how we think, feel, and what we do and don’t do. We have to bring light to how these systems in place are, by design, exploitative and conjure apathy.
Ah, apathy. Fear in disguise. Convincing us that we can only make change through the past alone, neglecting the potentiality of our desires, influencing our joy, our creativity, and our nourishment from living lives that are truly lit up by our own unique perspective- our own unique point of view- beaming light upon what we think, feel, and do.
How bizarre to think by moving in the direction of what lights us up has nothing to do with collective liberation from the oppression derived from our resistance to fear, instead of resistance to the thoughts that tell us to hide in the face of fear. And what better way to maintain these systems of control than to sever us from spirit, from being receptive to the underlying energetics shaping the words we speak, creating the story we tell, allowing for what is or isn’t possible for our shared human experience.
And so, we go against our very nature, cutting ourselves open, bleeding our energy, giving ourselves over to control, disguised as agency, when true agency comes from the willingness to be brave. Bravery in the form of educating our minds when we are wrapped up in the belief that we are not smart enough. Bravery in the form of asking for a raise when we are smothered by the belief that we aren’t worthy enough. Bravery in the form of working on a creative project without being choked by the belief that no one will appreciate it. Bravery in the form of play, as we do the very mundane daily tasks we are met with.
What if agency became a permission slip to feel and reclaim our right to the body- as a portal for calling forth opportunities for expansion, which is really a remembrance of our power to create a world in reflection of love, of oneness, of wholeness, amongst our differences, owning our diversity as a beautiful imprint of the universe made manifest.
Ah, to find- Identity is the interface between the systems and the self. Who we think we are. Directly impacting our experience of reality, creating our shared reality. We realize that these mental constructs (social, cultural, economic, and political) upheld through systems now become forms of conditioning, yet conditioned by who? Perhaps by habitual agreements, reinforced by beliefs, choices, values, and psychological patterns.
And perhaps to make change means going “outside the box” of the conditioning, of who we think we are, as an invitation to be restored, energized, and held by the source consciousness. The I AM. The I am it all and I am nothing. The intersection of the past and future. The unseen force shaping worlds. The remembrance of paradox, of non-duality.
Ah, but to make change. To stand up to the oppressive conditioning hindering us from moving with the tidal waves of divine change. That perhaps change is less about forcing these systems in power to be destroyed but rather change as an invitation to stand for love in the face of fear, to use love as fire burning bright and turning what was into dust, allowing for the resurgence of autonomy and liberation to be the natural by-product of allowing change.
Noticing resistance takes shape in service of love or fear. Resistance as wholeness, as I can see the truth, and through my eyes, you are reminded of our power. Resistance as standing unapologetically held, seen, as a natural response to oppressive mental constructs, remembering our right to commune as one living, breathing human ecosystem, connecting with the greater tapestry of life on earth.
Remembering that we are in this world, we are of this world, and our power lies within, without succumbing to fear-based perceptions hindering us from taking bold action on the micro choices we make daily and how those choices ripple out into the individual lives we create for ourselves, into the lives of those we directly influence, and more metaphysically, indirectly dismantle the systems from the inside out.
So what is real and what is reality?
What is truth and what is illusion?
And how much of our choices are determined by past conditioning and how much of our choices are led by a genuine desire to be liberated from the shackles of an old perspective rooted in materialism, looking to transition into a reclamation of power as an inwards focus, playing an invaluable role in our material existence.
It is no coincidence that Greta was with 11 other activists.
12 is a significant number.
12 symbolizing a number of completion within a cycle.
A symbol of divine order embedded in time and movement.
12 Disciples of Jesus
12 Gospels
12 Knights of the Round Table
12 Zodiac Signs
12 Months in a year
12 Steps in Recovery Programs
Is it possible that the 12 activists on that boat were a representation of our shared desire for liberation? An invitation to remember our oneness? A resurgence of what was once forgotten?
A sign…
To lean in…
And to use our individual lives in service of something larger than ourselves…
What is real cannot always be measured.
What we call reality is often just a collective agreement, not an absolute truth.
This month, and always, I invite us to hold space for both.
To be in the world, yes, but not held down by the limits of its constructs.
To trust what is felt beneath the surface just as much as what’s seen on it.
This is a revolution.
This is a remembrance.
This is the work.
The choice is ours and the choice is always here
Within the safety of our own hearts
Radiating through the light in our eyes
May more of us be willing to shed ignorance
And remember our power as conscious creators.
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Did I do my job?
Did I articulate this in a way that lands for you?
Let me know in the comments.
Till next time…
Be kind, stay weird, and remember who you are. <3
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