You Are Not Making Things Happen. You Are Allowing Them

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You Are Not Making Things Happen. You Are Allowing Them

by Alejandra Orozco

Type

talks

Activity

Meditation

Suitable for

Everyone

Part of the You Are It video series on consciousness and remembering. You Are Not Making Things Happen. You Are Allowing Them To Arrive On the difference between making things happen and allowing them to arrive. An exploration of what becomes possible when we stop gripping the how and stay open to what is already moving toward us. Drawing on a channeling of Athena by Robin Jelinek, and Meister Eckhart's Gelassenheit, the practice of releasement and yielding, held within the texture of my own living, a life that keeps arriving somewhere true without quite knowing how it got there. References: Channeling of Athena by Robin Jelinek, Everything is All You Meister Eckhart, Gelassenheit. A good entry point is Meister Eckhart: A Modern Translation by Raymond Bernard Blakney, available widely in print Background Music Credit: Wisps of Whorls by Kevin McLeod. Free Music Archive. License type (CC BY).

Consciousness Non Attachment Synchronicity Interconnectedness Trust Presence Flow Mind Body Connection Spirituality Trust In The Universe Flow State

Meet your Teacher

Alejandra Orozco

Canada

Meet your Teacher

Alejandra Orozco

Canada

Transcript

There is something you already know. That you may not yet know. You are not making things happen. You. And allowing them to arise. I was sitting alone. With a small piece of cheese once. Just that. A small quiet pleasure. Something that tasted good. To dolly. Like a modest version of heaven. And then. . . I share it with someone nearby. Stranger. And the taste. Tools. Not the cheese. The cheese was identical. But something in the offering. In this setting what was already good. And open it into something new. That eating alone had not been able to touch. I think about that moment sometimes. Because It showed me something. I could not have understood from the outside. Every mind there. Arriving in the most ordinary ravine. That more. Is always happening. Than what the five senses report. That's something. Is always in conversation with us. Receiving that. Responde. Returning to us what we put into the world in full bloom. I travel a great deal. No set home in Canada. No se trome en Colombia. Just movement and arrival. And they persisted. Quiet feeling. That I keep ending up with. Exactly what I need to be. Not what I planned. Where I need to be. A person at a short distance in a cafe. Who I felt moved to invite to share a meal. And the conversation that follows. Feel less like a small talk. And more. Like two souls recognizing each other mid-journey. I'm saying. This is quite a road. Isn't it? I am glad we are here at the same moment. Someone who has a small favor. In this app. Sharing something they have been carrying for years. And afterwards they say. I have been fed. Heard. Like that? In years. And I did not plan any of it. I just stayed open. Available. To what was already wanting to happen. I have no proof for what I trust. Is always taking place. I am. At all times. In the right place? At the right. But the feeling in my body Kiss Finn Generals! In letting me know. That magic is occurring. Even when my eyes cannot see. A sense of flow. A sense of rightness. Of something moving through the moment. That is larger than the moment. Robyn Jelinek. Channeling Athena. Describes the universe. Acid powder. Not a machine you operate. Not a force you overcome. About them. Receiving you. In the frequency you are emitting. And sending it back. Spandex! She says. You are not. The creator as the human. You are the filler. They decide now. The source part of you. That's the creativity. And what stops the flow of time. Is no lack of effort. It is the frequency of grasping. Of insisting on the shape. The answer must arrive in you. Of making so much noise with the pushing. And you cannot hear what is already taking form in distance. Meester Ikgaal. Had a word for the release of that. Gelassenheit! Release me. Deal with it, Man. Not giving up. Not stopping the desire. Letting go of the grip. On how it must arrive. I want things I do not yet have. A home that is mine. A love that is real. That is deep. And that is lasting. Resources. That match the scale. Of what I feel inspired to create. I hold all of this. And I have found. That holding. Goes better when I hold it lightly. It is not because I care less. It does. Because I trust more deeply. Because. . . Somewhere in the years of movement. In the encounters with strangers that suddenly became sick. In a meal that became something beyond itself. The moment it was shared in the conversations. That had answered questions I had not thought of asking. I have come to understand. That what is moving towards me is being handled. Buy something that knows more than my mind does. About how it is unfolded. My work. Is not to engineer the arrival. My work. To stay open. To 10. To what I feel. To remain available. To what the moment in front of me. Is offering. The way I was available to the stranger in the cafe. The way. I was available. To the one who asks a small favor. And ended up shedding everything. Just that open. Just that present. Just that willing. Because. I have come to the best. That the Universe exists. Is not withholding. It is responding. Always. To the frequency I inhabit. And when I stop making noise with the pushing When I release my grip on the house, Something moves. Not because I forced it. Because. . . I finally got it. Left room for it. Athena Corsitt. The boomerang. What you send. That turns to you. Soul. Tend to what you feel. Send it out with love. And then as Maystead Eckhart would say, Release. Not give it up. Gilded. There is a difference. And the body knows which is which. The magic. Already taking place. The magic. The eyes cannot always see. Israel. Is working. Is bringing you do exactly where you need to be. Not making. Allowing. Not gripping. Receiving. Not louder. More open. Welcome home.