Remember a few days ago, I told you I was going to take you into the deep of the salt mines at Turda, in Romania? Maybe you don't remember of you haven't read that blog entry. Well, welcome to the deep on the lake in the salt mine at 122m under ground, where you can enjoy a relaxing bobbing along the water in a boat. At such depth you feel you are indeed in the belly of the world, and the only sounds are that of the humans walking about. The amzing part is that if you wish, you can play a bit of crazy golf, or play some pool, or even do a work out with your yoga instructor. If anything they encourage people go down there and exercise due to the salty air, which does wonders for anyone with asthma. But I digress.
Why am I taking you to the deep? Well if you are truely interested in aking a difference to your inner world, you have to go to the depth of your very being to find what is lurcking beneath. Just like in the black and white image, murky waters, shadows, hidden treasures, playgrounds or stillness can be found. And from stillness new things can emerge towards the light. As human beings we continue to believe that salvation, or "the rescue" will come from the outside.
I guess If for some reason the lift did not work to take us out of the salt mine, and there were no stairs, I would have also been looking for an external power to get down there to rescue us.
What I have to wonder though, why is it that in every day life we always look for an external source to solve that which is internal? What makes us so afraid of our inner being, that we are not ready to look withing? What is is about the internal world that is so scary, that most of us would not even look within?
I know, I know, that feeling of shame, that feeling of OMG, that feeling of judgement that we put upon ourselves, is the monster within, that creates the illusion that if we look within ourselves all will crumble. As if our internal world was a precariously built house with scrawny foundaions and then as if the house was upside down with it's pointy roof at the bottom and the full space of the home at the top. We step carefully around our internal dwellings as if at any moment this gingerly built internal structure will collapse at any moment?! But I ask you again as I have done a few weeks back, have you not survived? Have you ot overcome many obstacles in your life already? Are you not a survivor? A winner at this thing called life? So that what makes your inner world so scary? Did you not live that life yourself? Or were you just a passanger? Were you not in charge of your own self and body? And if you were indeed not in charge, then I ask have you not survived that? And yes i know there were times we were not in contrl, there were bigger things out there who or what may have had power over ourselves, and yet, did we not survive that? Isn't it time to take the stairs or the elevator and get out of the pit where we have been residing?
If you can get into the deep, you can equally find your way out, the only question is, will you take the stairs? Will you take the elevator? Or are you still waiting for the rescuer to come.
I tell you what, when we were at 122m in the pit of the earth, I waited for the levator to take me up to the surface whilst my companion chose the stairs, and in reality we reached the summit at the same time. We took different paths, but we had the same objective - get to the surface, enjoy the sunshine once more.
Dare to take the journey into the deep, and dare the journey back, and you shall rejoice in the serenity of the scenery around.
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