Self Worth, Self Aware, Self Knowledge Is Consciousness. .

I am currently processing the realization that certain folks I once respected don’t actually embody the core values that they often claim to have. That is life. Obviously. 

Facades, marketing, false sales pitches, charades of mutton dressed as lamb, wolves dressed as grannies ala red riding hoods, charlatans, shysters, shonks, hard hard hard sales to settle and close the deal, do do do whatever it takes takes takes. Insincere, insipid, tepid, throw their attached projects under a bus, trade in every season for a new bright toy, extract Rapaciously, use others for their own business gain, belittle, shame blame their projects in so called “relationships” , all the while “selling” a false image of who they will never be. 

Tiring? Exhausting? Boring? Repetitive patterns? 

Only if the counterfeit empath in you allows it to continue! These boots were made for walking, so walk on, bye… catch it early, worm! 🪱 

The energies I most resonate with are messy and imperfect. 

Simply Kind, simply aligned, open, potent, sincere, genuine hearts and with a strong burning unwavering yet quietly reserved inner fire burning bright. 

These strong, centred, grounded wildly joyous quiet achievers, these wonder full witnesses and laughing eye listeners, are not to be messed with for they do not miss a thing. 

They already are beauty fully receptive, at their core, they already are generous souls at their unwavering core, with unsullied spirits. 

They already are simply integrated souls, wholly secure in their wide open hearts, their own easily flowing self knowledge, from love NOT for love. 

Projection is when the insecure and insincere and limiting attempt to call you out on their bullshit.

They dump on others. 

Don’t yet have the inner space nor grace to receive. 

Don’t yet have the inner self strength to listen attentively. 

Don’t yet have an expansive, inclusive consciousness to even hear their own intuition, let alone that of any one else. 

This dis Integrated ego, a gunked up false ego is limited, limiting, anxious, depressed, externally labelled, stuck in the past, controlling the future, attached as a narrow, shallow, callow ego and it is still un consciously running their projected false shit show. 

Hence the moaning, Whining, complaining and bitching.

Insecure, insincere, projecting, hooked up with like energy, as like attracts like, enmeshed, entitled, enabling, like energy attracts like energy. Simply listen and witness. They quit. They sell out. No ticker. No heart. No resilience. Insecure and attached. It takes 10 years to build a career in anything, pay attention to the users and abusers who blame and finger point and sell out when the going gets tough. 

Maturity is detaching from their perceptions and projections because they don't really know you, their shit is not your shit to own, and you're not responsible for the version of you they created in their minds. 

Let others simply be, patterns not lie over time, and distance over disrespect is the only safe ideal to now adopt. Let them be wherever they may be on the one infinite spectrum of consciousness, Self worth and mental health. All one and the same. 

So return to your own deep, clear clean well. First. 

Tend to your own soul, first, 

realise your own True Nature, first, 

then you overflow from a space of authentic wholeness. Self Integrity, self honesty, self aware, self knowledge. All inclusive and vital facets of self worth, aka “consciousness”. 

You surrender to your own core values, first, 

you surrender to the strong, unwavering foundations of who you really are, and you can then share from a grounded space of enough is enough. 

Unwavering, unsullied, unadulterated and fully integrated. One whole, complete, totally awesome being, human. 

When the flower blooms, the bees come uninvited. - Ramakrishna Paramahamsa

When the shit stinks, the maggots land and lay. 

Who ya gunna be? 

A blooming beauty full fragrant still flower? With one supportive magnetically attracted soul? 

Or a crisis, chaos, drama laden pile of anxious shite? With a trail of flicking fly boys attached? 

Instead, relax, NOTHING is under con troll… 

I know NOTHING! 

Except, fine fragrant flowers simply freely attract

and moaning misaligned energy aka misery attaches like shit sticks to blankets!

Choose, flowers? Or shite? 

EASILY ORDINARY COMMON SIMPLE BLOOMING FLOWERS! 
Yes please!