When I finally saw my own life light up with the blessings of meaning and awareness, what I wanted to give others was a shortcut out of their own sorrow.
I would hand them down the same tools that worked for me: Meditate first thing in the morning. Drink water with the intention of love and gratitude. After all, it seemed these simple actions had been the catalyst for my transformation.
What I didn’t yet realize is that what happened to me didn’t begin the morning I first woke up, ignored my phone, and sought out the presence of love & gratitude with the desperation of someone ready to die.
It was the deep darkness that I suffered through which prepared my soul for its breakthrough. It was the unbearable feeling of being lost and abandoned and alone which brought me to a point in which I was finally ready to experience what I did.
I have since returned willingly to revisit my old sorrows, to call them back to me that I might understand where the bridge was that carried me from hell into heaven, that I might map out the exits of our suffering, and mark down the roads which lead from painful ignorance to blissful enlightenment.
What I learned is that it is the suffering itself which leads to our redemption. In our torment there is a great, imperceptible growth. I could translate my darkness to light by embracing it for the beauty of its contrast. The moment I was no longer trying to escape, I suddenly felt free.
I cannot say what your specific process will be, for each of our journeys are unique to what we are here to experience. But I know now there is no wrong process. Wherever you are, whatever you are experiencing, no matter how unpleasant or unbearable it seems, just know that it is leading you to the truth and glory of your own being.
Our brightest dreams are tempered in the fires of fear and suffering. Our greatest strengths are discovered from the point of total weakness. Our enlightenment is born from the dark, and shines out of the dark, and returns again to the dark.