Conscious community

As our quest to align with our true self intensifies, we yearn for the support of others.  We understand what a blessing it is to have a friend, even one other person who understands the struggle of coming to consciousness.  Yet we yearn for others—a conscious community.

But the rest of the world seems oblivious to the dimensions of our daring adventure.  We hardly risk discussing our struggle publicly, fearing we’d only receive the world’s contempt.  People defend against the depth of the journey for good reason:  it strips them of their false psychic structure, ejects them from their safe position in the family, and leaves them standing alone—with the truth that they have avoided for a lifetime.  No wonder most avoid this terrifying fate.

In the past, when people’s true self erupted and disturbed their semi-false equanimity, many turned to support groups, more liberated religions, and friends and family for protection from the loneliness of their budding originality.  But we have now entered a new time.  False protection is no protection at all.  We’ve now outgrown conventional structures and traditional answers as a response to the new life gestating within us.  We’re alone in the wilderness following a path unmarked, listening to barely discernible whispers from the universe to guide the way.  At times, the path seems more uncertain than true.

We yearn for a community with answers.  We need a new community at a new level of consciousness.  But does this ideal community exist?  The fellowship we seek is so revolutionary, so at the forefront of the evolution of human consciousness, that we are among its first members.

But we recall that we have often been alone and outcast, as are any rare mutants who deviate from the norm.  We were outcast in our family and our childhoods.  We know we have felt like this before, and we survived.  Now it is our job to take the first step, and be the first one to step up into the light and become the first public member of the conscious community.  It’s up to us to set up the empty chairs—and to keep the faith that others will come.  We imagine that when they arrive, they’ll say, “Thanks for being here and setting up the room.  I’ve waited for this fellowship—forever.”

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