I envision a world in which we grant one another the freedom to love ourselves, and to love ourselves freely in the presence of others: an intention field of mutual self-forgiveness, for the sake of awareness, freedom and love; for happiness and existence. For relief from the unnecessary desperation that so many endure, and a gateway to something beyond.
This means holding the space open for others to forgive themselves (the opposite of judgment), and finding the space where it is possible to forgive ourselves: for all that we’ve denied that we wanted, all that we’ve refused that was true, all that we’ve done in the name of whatever, when we wanted something sincerely, that we knew we could have; wanted simple pleasure and denied ourselves; wanted to grant simple pleasure to others and denied them; when we wanted contact and denied that truth.
It is possible to do this alone. It’s possible to be real alone, and at first, somebody has to dare and pierce the veil of purity. It is easier to do it together; in truth, we wake up together. In existing, we are continually influenced by how people feel about themselves. How I feel about myself influences you, and how you feel about yourself influences me. This exists in an active dynamic, on many planes of reality.
How would the world look and feel if we weren’t so scared of who we are? How would the world feel if we were not aspiring to total control, and to treating people like they have ‘delete’ buttons? We would be a lot more forgiving, and embracing. We could let go of the subtle disgust with ourselves and let compassion fill that space.
There would be less surface tension. The world would feel easier to penetrate, to participate in and to adapt to. We would feel more adaptable. We would know the places we are welcome. We could meet one another with fewer expectations of perfection, and offer one another more room to explore, including our shadows, our deepest desires, our long-concealed needs. I speak of those who hold one another as friends, or as lovers, or as fellow travelers. I envision a world where we grant one another the freedom we’re afraid to ask for ourselves.