The Creative Soul Lives in a Blackhole

It’s a scary place, within. To go within is to take a leap of faith. To allow the instance of the present moment to hold you gently while you excavate the buried bones. The process of digging them up is a journey of its own. One begins to travel to the past, to the dark and painful past. That is where our inner child lives, and we must rescue them. We must guide them back to the present, to the surface. However, one must first feel grounded in the present to begin the journey to the center of the earth. Just how a black hole holds mystery and an inviting atmosphere to know where the light goes, so does this journey. We are entering our void; our own black hole and it is a scary task to not know if we will come back alive. But take it from a soul that has been venturing back and forth for centuries, what lies inside is a feeling of home that cannot be compared to anything in this world.

There are stages of this journey that we must discuss. The first stage will be the inviting sense of curiosity. The wanting to know what lives inside, how ugly are our demons? The monsters that we do not dare to look at. We all have an innate impulse that will push us to dance around the horizon, the last break before light dissipates. The purpose of this impulse is to guide us to take the blindfold off and start raging. Seek knowledge and literacy in all areas of your life where you don’t feel good enough. Start questioning your fears, your pain, your mind chatter. All the things that make up your current sense of reality. The false beliefs that were planted by another broken soul. Who are you, really?

Once we begin to dance around the horizon, we slowly will realize the distortion of the light as it enters the void. This is the second stage. When a block hole absorbs the light that once danced around the horizon, the gravitational pull is so strong that no particle can escape it. This is a warning, once you go within, you will not escape. You will realize that there is nothing to escape from. Within, space and time are non-existent. You will find yourself floating in a sense of being. The “I” will no longer live. You will endure the death of your ego, the sense of self and soon after become your observer, pure source energy. You will realize that you are not whom you used to be. You will not see your demons as separate from you. Each of them will start appearing in front of you. They will surround you. They will start hunting you. They will try to scare your soul away. These painful memories of the past will become your present. You will live with them. Sleep with them. Rest with them and dance with them. You are here for a short time, don’t worry. But in order to move on, you must go through this stage of rage.

Rage begins to form and slowly come up to the surface. You begin to realize the truth as your blindfold comes off. Your demons begin to speak to you. And you must listen. Remember you are now the observer. For some time, you will live in your body and need to remember to pay attention to what emotions come up for you. The outside world will try to pull you back to ‘reality’. Don’t listen to them, their reality is distorted. This journey is yours. Own it.

Once inside the void, your demons will speak to you through your body. The first demon that you must search for is the one that holds the root of all of your pain. Whether it’s the abuse you suffered at the hands of a loved one or the abandonment felt when your parents left. This demon will initiate you into a sacred dance with rage. Don’t worry, you will not become a violent sack of flesh. It is more beautiful than that.

It is a ritual on its own. So, make sure to be in a safe space where no one can disturb you. Make an appointment with rage. Set a time and a day, preferably while the sun is still up. Rage will meet you at the doorstep of your heart. So, make sure to leave the door open, without judgement. Rage will enter and bring out of you all the pain. She will hold you while you shake and levitate out of your body. She will look at you and observe the agony that called on her. And as she blows on the ember that your body expelled, she will whisper softly to your ear ‘my love, it was not your fault’. And this mere act of compassion will unleash the fire within.