Levels of Consciousness & The Illusion of The Healed Ego

Lately, I have been learning one of the hardest lessons of my spiritual journey.

And it is acceptance.

Not acceptance of self, but of other people. True healing echoes the truth that everyone is entitled to their own level of awareness. And honour that every one's timing is different.

You cannot make people see. No matter how much you explain.

No matter how much you care. No matter how clearly something appears to you.

You cannot make another person become aware of something they simply cannot perceive yet.

The other day I was explaining this concept to someone and this is the analogy I used.

I want to share it with you:

Imagine a pig

Do you see it?

Great! Now, us... as human beings, we can see the ceiling above our heads. The sky.. 

You get the point.

Can I tell the pig,

"Look up."

"Do you see the sky?"

"Do you see the ceiling?"

"It's right there."

But no matter how much I explain and instruct the pig; it cannot perceive what I perceive.

Is it because the pig is foolish?

No

Is the pig wrong? 

Absolutely not...

But it is limited to its field of vision.

I believe consciousness works much the same way.


Entertain me here a little as I dig deeper....

Consciousness is what you are aware of.  It is the lens through which you experience reality.
It determines what you can see, what you can understand and what you can receive.

And one of the most painful things I have had to accept is that not everyone sees life from the same vantage point as I do.

I recently met someone who reminded me of this lesson.

I found myself wanting the person to understand things the way I did.

To move towards life in the way I would.

To respond with the level of depth and awareness that I deemed satisficatory.

I kept explaining.

Pulling. Trying. Breaking down the concepts..

And then it dawned on me.


WHO AM I????

To ask someone to stand where I stood?

WHO AM I??

To dictate how another person should live and experience their life?

Every person has their own wounds, their own values, their own levels of emotional capablities... all based on their experiences and child hood.

How dare I.. ask another person to stand where I stood?

To perceive from my level of awareness?

And that is where I met the illusion of the healed ego.

The healed ego can disguise itself as compassion.

"I just want to help."

"I just want them to understand."

"I know they have so much potential."

"I just want to pull them with me."

But beneath the surface, that desire runs deeper... 

It is the need for control.

An inability to allow people to simply be where they are.

An inability to let people have their own journey.

Because true healing eventually taught me that you cannot evolve for another person. Neither can you cannot awaken for another person.

You cannot drag someone into awareness. You can only honor where they are and decide whether that place aligns with where you are going. It is your choice to stay or walk away.

Am I saying that you can't give advice or guidance to another person based on your POV? I am not saying that at all. By all means, do so, only from a place of love and not control.


Another thing I'm learning is to not to take things personally.

Because everything is consciousness.

Everything is perception... frequency.

The way someone loves. The way they communicate. The way they show up. The way they treat others.

It all comes from their current level of awareness.

Once I understood this, I began to soften and do less over-analysing.

I stopped asking:

"Why don't they get it?"

"Why do they behave like this?"

Now I ask the deeper question:

"Why am I expecting someone to give what they may not yet have the capacity to give?"

Or instead of getting agitated over a person's remarks or behaviours, I would say to myself,

"Hmm, you're projecting based of this frequency that you're in. This isn't a personal attack."

The Creator amazes me in some many ways. Life would be incredibly boring if we all bloomed the same way. We all cannot be the same flower in the garden of life. 

Some of us are roses.

Some are lilies.

Some are sunflowers.

Some are wildflowers.

Some are still seeds beneath the soil.

And none of that is wrong.

The beauty of life is that we are all unfolding differently.

The lesson for me has been to stop forcing.

To stop pulling. To stop taking things personally.

To stop believing it is my responsibility to make people see.

Sometimes, to be honest... the most loving thing we can do is allow people to remain exactly where they are. And then lovingly decide whether we are meant to stay there with them.

I choose today not only accept myself for who am... But to also accept others for exactly who they are.

I have learned that love does not require me to lower my awareness nor does compassion require me to raise another's. 

Every one is blooming according to their own season. My work is to simply honor my own and theirs.

Be of good courage, beloved. 

A 🧿🪶