Before I write a blog post, I typically have a very specific feeling. I can see all of the words that I will write flashing before me, and I’ll have this need to bring them forward onto the screen.
This time, I don’t feel that specific way.
I feel like I want to share something with you. I think you might like it. Maybe it’ll remind you of something that you need right now.
A couple of days ago, I woke up and heard/saw a message come through. It said something like, “why don’t you try – – – walking on water.”
Except the “walking on water” part was shown as an image rather than in words.
An image of the story of [who I assumed to be] Jesus walking on water.
It was like someone was explaining what that meant. Or rather, what it could mean, if it was used as a metaphor to explain something.
Being under the “water” means being absolutely immersed or consumed by emotional reactivity and thoughts. A space of non-awareness.
Walking on the water means you are intentionally rising to a state of awareness, “awakeness”.
The visual was impressed upon my mind, to help me remember.
In the middle of chaos or emotional upheaval, it’s easier to have a quick reference or guide to pluck your consciousness up and out of the flurry.
Instead of saying or remembering several sentences of information, trying to call forward their meaning, a simple image gives my mind all the information it needs.
It says, rise above.
It also says, you’re not the first or only one to be immersed in the chaos of life. And you’re not the first or only one that needed to mentally rise above the chaos.
It says, many have done it before you and you can do it too.
Rise.
“Walk on water.”
The symbolism is so fitting, as it seems impossible to walk on water. In the same way that it can seem impossible to rise above mental and emotional turbulence, especially in a triggering environment.
And yet the message says, it is not impossible.
It says, Focus. Rise.
So I said, “okay”.
And later that morning, in a stressful environment, full of chaos and whirling energy, that image came into my mind.
Walking on water.
And I said to myself:
“Walk on water Heba.”
All at once it seemed as though I was speedily swimming upward, thirsty for the air above. I found myself above the chaos, though I could still feel its depth below me.
I took a few deep breaths.
I was still there, standing and working. My physical and mental body engaged in hurried activity.
But there was a calm, too.
There was no judgement of my activity or my surroundings. I wasn’t in deep thought of the past or future.
I was just, myself. In a moment in time, existing in activity.
Shortly after, I sank back into the water. I grumbled about things. I furrowed my brows. I grew tired of the day.
The next morning, another message.
“Try again.”
The image impressed upon my mind again. This time the words were spelled out. “Walk on water.”
I tried again, managing to maintain that awakened state for a few seconds at a time, a total of about three times during my day.
This practice only applied during the times I was “under water”. Meaning, times I was emotionally submerged or very distracted from my centered self.
I kept trying, every day since the first message arrived. Each day I could maintain it for a second or two longer. Or, I would remember to do it more often.
And less than a week later, I was in my chaotic environment, trying to “walk on water”, when another message came through. [Which I’ll write about it the next blog post.]
It seemed as though something was quietly changing. As though a flame had met with a thin, plastic film, and it had formed a hole.
The plastic was melting away and unveiling a new scene.
And all I did was rise above the internal and external chaos for a few seconds, a few times a day.
There’s magic to walking on water, and that magic reminds you that You are not the water.
You are the observer, you are the choice maker. The magic reminds you to rise and choose again.
You are not obligated to drown within the chaos of your mind or your environment, no matter how loud or demanding either of those things seem to be.
Imagine [if you want] a wise teacher, showing you the way. They’ve lived it before. They understand the intensity of being in this beautiful, wild, 3d reality.
They have a sweet, gentle smile.
And the overwhelm of life and emotion does not scare them away.
They say, “There is nothing to fear. Only things to learn and discover. You are capable of rising and of falling. Try both. Learn to swim. Learn to walk on water.”
Inside your heart you’ll feel a truth.
That you never walk alone.
You are the light of life, continuously remembering itself. And we’re all doing this together. Lights flickering on and off, all over the world. As we forget and remember, again and again.
This beautiful, rhythmic light pattern echoing into infinity and back again.
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With Love,
Heba ❤
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