It was a strangely warm late afternoon on a winter Sunday. I could hear the festive din of the children in the neighboring apartment and the dogs barking in the distance. However, nothing seemed to fill the emptiness of the living room, and I felt tired, lost and alone, murmuring in tears my surrender to a simple desire, a single intention — to know who I am.
The next morning, I woke up with a clear thought running through my mind: “You are the light of Consciousness… sensitivity, that’s what you are.” I asked who was talking to me and the answer was immediate: “It’s Mom, dear, it’s Mom!” She added: “Don’t worry about the path to follow, live whatever presents itself to you. That’s why you came.” Along with her words, a fluid understanding calmed my heart. A new day was now beginning for me and for my Mom.
I am the light of Consciousness and my sensitivity is the expression of this light. Conscious sensitivity is all I came to accomplish. Keeping it alive, open, attentive to the new that presents itself is what matters most.
An open sensitivity implies a lack of criticism or judgment. It implies empathy, tolerance and compassion, above all, with myself, with my human condition, my Gaian origin.
My evolution in this human story happens simultaneously with the evolution of my conscious sensitivity. It requires no special effort, for one state of being follows another. One state of being triggers the emergence of its subsequent one. My intention to live fully in this moment leads me to the next — a moment that follows another moment — and thus my story unfolds and evolves, not as a simple succession of experienced events, but as the consciousness of the moment that raises the consciousness of the story itself, and the consciousness of the story is the evolution — the moments succeeding one another in higher or deeper expression, greater subtlety and expansion.
The conscious opening of my sensitivity also makes me receptive to all expressed consciousness, to all states of consciousness and memory — my own corporeality, my thoughts and feelings, dense beings of this life or beyond, interdimensional beings, subtle and angelic beings — in an empathic and fusional communication without limits. The intention of remaining open to all benevolent communication is the opening itself. There is no displacement, but only the sincere desire of my heart to allow the most appropriate consciousness at the moment to become recognizable to me, for the sake of the expansion of Consciousness.
Sensitivity is also a human ability or attribute that can be experienced at different levels of knowledge and consciousness, following the footsteps of each person’s evolutionary journey. It can even take on arrogant and extravagant contours, as a compensatory allegory to bring an apparent balance — even if fragile — to a game of duality. Or, it can boldly take the helm, pseudo-captaining our ship, and supposedly sail at its own pleasure in the waters of our deep unconsciousness. All it takes is for us to unilaterally deny, reject or neglect it — or fear it — in order to get lost in the turbulent waves of an extreme duality. However, the truth is that we are the ship, the helm, the captain and the sea, and the mere intention of living a more conscious evolution is enough to generate transcendence, the turning point for freedom and conscious evolution, as a historical being and a spiritual being, in this splendid human experience.
Living the moment as consciously as possible is what truly matters. At least, that is the perspective I bring with me now, since each new evolutionary moment changes the perspective of my view. Nothing is linear, but happens as awakenings from one state of being to another state of being, in a successive trigger. My consciousness in that moment triggers the next awakening. That is all that matters, it is the purpose of being here. Each experience is relevant, each life is precious in its delicate simplicity, because it is in itself the very light of Consciousness.
August 20, 2024.
Maris. 