As I walk further into my healing path, I notice how ego adapts. Just when I think I’ve grown, it finds a new costume. It slips into the cracks shifting forms, whispering wisdom in the voice of urgency.

Lately, it’s shown up as control.

Not the obvious kind. Not the micromanaging of others. This time, I’ve been trying to control my own healing. I’ve been scheduling breakthroughs like doctor’s appointments, trying to force grief to rise, push tears out, rush to the next layer of clarity.

But healing doesn’t operate on deadlines. It doesn’t perform under pressure. It comes when space is made when we stop reaching and start listening.

 

I realized I could shift the need to control into the need to release. Not by shaming the part, but by honoring it. By giving it love, and then gently inviting in something new.

Because I am the one guiding this journey now. And I know that release is the path forward. Not force. Not perfection. Just a full-body trust in the mystery.

As Michael A. Singer said,
"The moment you are willing to let go of the past, you begin to see the beauty of the present."

 

 

This is how we make room for the quantum field to work its magic not by controlling the outcome, but by becoming soft enough to be filled.

 

 

Pro Tip: Control is a grip, or gripping sensation, for most, not all. Releasing the first few times is hard but if you really focus on how good the release feels it can get easier. Auh, like taking your tight jeans off at the end of the day, your hair out of a pony tail or loosing that sweaty sports bra after an extensive workout. Yup, that feels good, now I want more. Now try to be aware of when you start to feel the gripping again so you can begin to catch the discomfort earlier and earlier before it takes you over causing poor behavior choices.