Hypnotized by Life

When you’re hypnotized and quacking like a duckYou don’t even know itAnd you come back into regular life feeling fineThen someone says a trigger word andQuack, quack, quack.We like to think we’re in charge of our thoughts and actionsBut we are influenced in a thousand waysEach of us differentlyAnd the effort and intent toward self-actualization or mutual awakeningIs still subject to our layers of hypnosisWhich is at once frustrating and wonderfulFrustrating because we’re doing all this work, and still have great big blind spots or relapsesWonderful because it’s a demonstration of our interconnectivity with all of life and reliance on the mysteryI have a deep and rich and nourishing relationship with my inner being, nature, and my sense of the divineI am awake in places and asleep in placesAnd the part of me that is unsatisfied that i am not fully awakeIs my own personal tyrant who thinks I am solely responsible for everything about my lifeAs if I exist in isolation. I don’t. None of us do.I spend a decent amount of time in contentment, trust and curiosityBut say the word ‘job’ and I’m standing on one foot playing an invisible violin.Just like you probably saw and could name my anxiety when I couldn’t yetWhen things become available to us isn’t always up to usWe need each other to remind each otherBut that doesn’t mean our reminders are going to ‘take’ each timeWe sing the songs of love to each other and sometimes it feels like no one’s listeningAnd then one day, we find ourselves humming alongIt sticks when it sticks - and we don’t get to control itWe are becoming and we’re part of an unfolding intelligenceWe’re not supposed to be fully bakedWe cannot help but be always in the process of becomingAnd we are becomingRidiculous example:Years ago, my dentist told me I brushed my teeth too vigorouslyShe showed me how I should be doing itI spent about a month in frustrated quasi-patience trying to do it rightIt was a long and frustrating month and I made exactly no progressSo i decided to let myself off the hookAbout a year later, I watched my sister brushing the hell out of her teethAnd realized, some time after quitting trying, I’d become a gentle brusherWe are entirely in charge of our direction and devotionBut our unfolding is in the hands of the mysteryNot to worryWhile she’s got a great sense of humorAnd may entertain the audience with our unconscious anticsShe can also snap her fingers and wake us upWe’re all just part of the showBut we can trustWe’re in good hands This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit fallingtenderly.substack.com