Naked and not talking…do you dare?

When you are bare skinned, and not talking, THIS, is when you are truly being ‘yourself’.
Many of us do not feel ‘ourselves’ unless we are wearing a certain style of clothes or talking, a man said this of himself  to me, just the other week.
How content are you to be naked and silent?

This is the perfect way to ‘stare yourself in the face’ literally and metaphysically and figuratively!

What comes to you the most- or first- is THE perfect issue waiting for healing/addressing.

Make space every day to listen to what you are telling yourself.   Sounds obvious?   Many people live their entire lives never doing this.

Put aside quite time, and focus inward.  It needs to be quiet or you will miss what you receive. You will grow to rely upon it……as you should!

You don’t need to be naked every time, but certainly spending time with yourself when you are, will really exacerbate self learning, a necessary skill required for Self Mastery. : )

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About C'mon Be a Human Already!

Lover of life, love, joy and music and all that brings clarity to a planet in need. Author, transformative/self mastery educator, sound healer, & singer songwriter. I am particularly interested in all languages, history, bringing an understanding to and mastery of, our feelings and thoughts; helping people attain inner peace; healthy sexual expression, development of consciousness, and in so doing, bringing a balance of our true selves operating in harmony on earth. I can provide the answers, my life has given me this. We have just gone off course. ;) I was born into a living hell, where I was not allowed to speak -even to learn how- and I needed to employ military survival tactics as a toddler just to get around the house unharmed.;) I was forced to figure out life, or I was not going to survive, and I did so with completely unbiased eyes, as I could trust nothing that I was told by family who intended me harm. I started meditating in early childhood as just a natural instinct to run away as far as I could, behind my eyes . Figuring out what had caused my mother not to possess any natural maternal instinct, and why she couldn' t love me, enabled me much insight and gave cause for intense, undistracted research. Now it has been given the name Antisocial Personality Disorder/Narcissism/Sociopathy, but as her cruelty and control disorder were always accompanied by historical rules, orders, sayings and beliefs, I learned much of the 'knowledge' leading our species astray at the time. I wanted to be the best Human Being I could Be, and I wanted to know how. I ran away at 5 years old, with my 8 year old brother asking to come with me, but, having no where to go, I sat at the corner sweet shop realising this and returned in secret, unpacking my little case to 'stick it out'. So, living within her cruel, ignorant ways, while secretly studying what life was really all about, I noticed my life as a microcosm of what was happening large scale across the globe, which inspired me to share what I learned. : ) Many Blessings to you on your journey!

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