The limit had been reached.
You may have noticed that you heard very little from me this autumn. It is just as possible that you never noticed no news was landing in your mailbox. Whatever your reality may be, I took some time for myself. Not that I don’t normally do that, but this time it was different. During the government measures in the spring I drank in the calm and the silence and the overwhelming nature that was so readily available to recharge us.
In the autumn it felt heavier, with less humour, less zest for life and less life force. Grey thoughts at times. Fretting. At the same time I was receiving phone calls, video calls, Zoom consultations, emails and visits from people telling me that they could no longer see a way forward, that they had no spark left to carry on. They were bent under a burden, a load they had to bear. The limit of what they could carry had been reached. They were questioning the point of being here and were on the verge of giving up and/or of looking for a new angle.
The insight comes into sharper focus.
As I listened to their worries, an insight I have been carrying with me for a long time came into sharper focus. All their stories were so recognisable, and yet they thought it was their own private battle. And it is, a little, but not entirely. The covid 19 virus — to drag that in once again — and all the measures the government is taking in connection with it are bringing something to our attention that used to be heard mainly in a spiritual context.
Themes are completed and set in motion.
Each of us is part of the collective. The collective floats on certain layers of consciousness that carry us along with them. Not one of the people who feel ill at ease in their own skin is alone. We are surrounded by a great many fellow human beings riding the same wave of collective unrest. We are all connected to one another. Events are connected to one another. It has always been that way, but now it is becoming clear. Collective measures make us aware that we are part of a whole and that we are swaying along with the themes that are being completed — individually and collectively — and set in motion at that very moment.
The earth is swollen with pregnancy.
It is a necessary process. Old paradigms are crumbling and the earth is swollen with pregnancy, ready to give birth to a new image of the human being and of the world. That does not happen without a struggle, and we feel it. Individually and collectively. Your body, which is a highly specialised antenna, is crying out to be brought back into balance. Emotions force themselves upon you as if you were on a daily rollercoaster ride, except that it doesn’t feel like an amusement park. Everything in you is longing for a spring clean. A clear-out. Time to release and let go of those old events, conflicts, injustices and unlived dreams. Your need to make peace with your past and with who you are is growing ever stronger.
The old paradigm is thrashing about.
The government measures contribute to this. I prefer not to call them corona or covid19 measures. The virus is not taking those measures. It is people who make the decisions, in this case the government and the virologists. And in doing so they use methods that still belong to the old paradigm: the use of power, obligations and prohibitions, threat, repression, control and punishment, the sowing of fear and panic, the use of arguments from authority such as ‘scientifically proven’, the safety and health of the population, criminalisation, the juggling of figures, the narrowing of focus to a single theme, the disregard for the essence of the human being, the fending off of other insights and the refusal to let them be heard, the all-important privacy that suddenly turns out not to matter so much after all, … You may well find others. No wonder we are carrying the physical and emotional effects of it. Our body antenna picks up on all of it. An unconscious battle between the old and the new paradigm is being fought out inside us.
The skin is starving.
Before you climb onto the collective high horse of indignation, which is entirely your right by the way, I want to point out that this list fits within the framework of what so many people are experiencing right now. Physical, mental and emotional well-being are deteriorating. The elastic is losing its stretch. Perspective is evaporating. The skin is starving. Everything that seemed so self-evident turns out not to be self-evident at all. At the same time it is raining insights about what is of essential importance and about how much we need the essential in order to feel well. As though we suddenly realise what being human is. Then we are talking about connection. It may not be the most googled word of the year, but its use has risen considerably. The measures put connection at risk, and not just briefly but for a long time. That is not without reason. Without connection we lose our balance. That is true in other times too. Without connection and inner balance we lose our power. We are no longer even allowed to connect with the people who are about to take the most important step of their lives, the journey towards death. One last touch. Even that is taken away. In many cases they have to make the crossing alone.
The alarm of my biology was flashing red.
So I too felt the collective pressing on my individual body and emotions. I have been feeling the collective for years. That is nothing new to me. The size of the current pressure is. When you experience pressure, you are invited, just as with an old kettle coming to the boil, to let the pressure escape.
At the start of 2020 I had three big plans, in this order: renovating my ground floor, getting my health back on track and taking active steps towards meeting a new life partner. That last one will, barring a miracle, need a little more patience. On the first I can put a ‘check’. The second has taken all my attention these past months. I have finally found two people who have interpreted my cry for health help correctly. In some areas I have knowledge, in others less so, and they fill that gap perfectly. After years I was heard about the physical/chemical origin of what I see as the problem. It was high time, because the alarm of my biology was flashing red.
Perspective opens new windows.
I had lost my power, my precious vitality. My clients and participants come to me, among other things, for that life force, for getting up again and again, for seeing perspective again and again — and there I sat, all but burnt out. My ego might have made it a matter of honour and loss of face, but thankfully I moved past that phase years ago. The consciousness in me knows that it is a necessary phase, a rounding off, the closing chapter of a life theme. The outstretched hand, the right diagnosis, the right advice towards recovery and being heard are to me almost like the outstretched hand of God. I am grateful for it. Just as my father used to blow the plastic paddling pool full with a little hand pump, so my life energy is being propped back up. The recovery will take a while yet, but the movement has been set in motion. Perspective is opening new windows again.
Kindled by a loving heart.
At the same time I was getting all those alarm signals from people looking for something to hold on to. When I listen to their stories and their request for help, something happens inside me. Every time. A certain power rises up in me, two feet on the ground and legs apart, sturdy, unshakeable. Without doubt, connected to the earth and to the universe, kindled by a loving heart that sees, hears and feels and that connects with the soul being of whoever I am listening to. Then I re-‘member’ it once more. The wave movement of life in which separateness and connection take turns. The necessity of living my own processes through deeply, so that the insights and wisdom I gain can afterwards be of service to the growth process of others.
I have done it so often already: stumbling, falling and getting up. Time after time. Why would I keep the ways in which that is possible to myself? Sharing is my greatest joy.
The game of power.
Many of the measures imposed on us now make us lose the connection with ourselves on the one hand, and on another level they make us search for heightened contact. Separateness from yourself and from your surroundings is encouraged every day through the media. At the same time it serves to connect you, at the highest level, with the field of consciousness and truth. On the one hand we drift along on the waves of collective fear that foster separateness; on the other hand we can choose to play a different game. The game of consciousness, energetic consciousness, the connection with your soul and with life. It is a choice. Admittedly one that takes effort. ‘I am losing my power.’ That is a choice. ‘I am taking my power back.’ That is a choice too. And it can be made at any moment. The driving force to make the connection lasting is heralded by the emergency call.
From the outside in.
Taking your power back is about the most powerful thing you can do right now. It is the most enjoyable game you can play and it will awaken the new you within you. That new you is not really so new at all. It is more that you are lifting away the veils that cover your true self. You un-cover yourself. It is the path towards, and the connection with, the soul that lies open before you. In these times you can no longer ignore her if you wish to feel better again. By bringing your attention inwards instead of towards the external factors we are now collectively being trained on, you experience changes of a different order. You gain access to your universal intelligence, which lets you see with healed eyes what your themes are really about, in connection with the virus as well. It is up to you to discover the wondrous world of the life of the soul, or not.
The law of the essence: love
Approaching my health from a more accurate angle gives me refreshing and inspiring energy. It brings me further into the essence of the foremost law, and that is the law of love. She invites me to study again, or should I say to read actively from consciousness. She guides me towards the answers to the requests for help that are put to me. She makes me glow with happiness when I guide my three year-long trainings online and notice that afterwards the participants have more contact with the universal field of love and can see perspective again. She prompts me to do distance healings in a renewed version. She encourages my granddaughter to tell me about her life’s dream (yes, yes, at the age of 7!), and we immediately took the first steps towards making it happen. That was when I saw love and gratitude in her whole being. No, no, not ordinary gladness, but love from the soul. That is priceless.
We do it together.
Taking our power back is not something we have to do alone. The time has come for us to do far more together. On a practical level we are obliged to keep our distance, but connecting at soul level transcends all laws without breaking any of them. The energy of the group supports you and you are a support for what happens in the group, even when you practise alone. That is what we can do right now. Actively and consciously.
The light always wins.
They want us to believe that these are dark times. It is certain that much suffering has happened and that more will come. What we must never forget, however, is that there is always light somewhere. Because our focus narrows, we forget the points of light and so we forget to follow them as well. I often explain it in my trainings. The light is your guide, your signpost, your gateway to new opportunities, a new self-image and a new image of the world. Together we can turn towards the radiant light that makes us feel powerful again and carries us in the direction of self-confidence, creativity, self-worth, potential, possibilities, strength and steadiness, and so much more. What is more, together we form an enormous network of light that invites others in turn to stand in their power. All the Christmas lights in the world are no match for it.
Christmas presents for you and your loved ones.
Dear reader,
Perhaps you too have run aground somewhere along the way and have lost (part of) your power and wish to turn that around. That is possible, and with results, if you follow the movements from within, if you learn to listen to the whisperings of your soul. I can help you with that from various angles. I can support you in taking up your power again in a heightened version. Because taking up your power again takes consistent effort, this blog is packed with Christmas presents. As extra motivation. For you, but also for someone dear to you. If you are the kind of person who doesn’t let opportunities pass by, do read on and make use of the presents you will find in the links below. They are all special, but one of them is really quite exceptional. I can only do this for a limited number of people, though. Will you be one of them?
Thank you for reading this far. I hope I have been able to speak to you with this story of power. I wish you Christmas days full of gentle strength for your ever-expanding heart.
With greetings full of life force
Hilde Van Bulck