Butterflies and Such

[Brittany]

I realized something today. For a long time I have made reference to being in a cocoon, in a process that will lead to a marvelous transformation.

I realized that I am, in fact, a butterfly who has chosen to crawl on the ground and be blind to its own wings. I force my way back into the cocoon again and again because I am oblivious to that which I already am. I seek change, then cling to familiarity.

This blindness has led to all manner of arrogance and pretension, and the putting on of false identities in an effort to change myself. It has even led to me attempting to assimilate and control the identities of others. It has brought on a long line of miserable circumstances and self-inflicted pain. All because I couldn't look in the mirror and appreciate my own face. All because, at some point, I began to let other people's perceptions define my vision of myself and replace the perceptions I came into this world with. I was not born into this world feeling unworthy and hating myself. Why should I leave it as such?

To continually learn and grow has always been a goal close to my heart, yet I am starting to realize that true transformation comes only from accepting that which is already there. Without a foundation, the whole house comes tumbling down. With this acceptance, I can proceed forward unburdened, without all this baggage, without all these chains.

I have often told others that knowing what you want most in life defines the path your life will take. I have also struggled with knowing what that one thing- that center- is for me. And now I know. I want me. Not who I should be, or used to be, or could be in another dimension. Not the alien or the sorcerer or the Xth density being. Just me as I understand myself right now. I want that me that I have hidden away and tied down and done everything to ignore. I want her to know she is loved, that she is worthy, and that she is perfect, though her nature is as fluid as the sea and will continue to rise to ever greater heights. To see the Creator in myself, I must first be willing to look into my own eyes without flinching and without hesitation.

I am ready to accept the responsibility of being myself. Hi everyone. I'm Brittany.

[Bring4th_Austin]

You're a beautiful soul who writes beautiful words. I think the ultimate realization is that of which we already are and have always been. Sharing your heart like this helps me understand that. Thank you.

[michael430]

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[Brittany]

Brittany I agree with Austin - you are a beautiful writer. I would love to read a book written by you.

Thanks for an awesome post.

I'll be sure to let you know when I've finished the manuscript.

[Melissa]

Sing it sister! Just beautiful and very inspiring. Thanks for sharing.

[Brittany]

The ripples created from this shift in perception are redounding to the very edges of my reality. It's like I've spent my entire life living in the dark, yet believing that the shadows I saw moving about me were appropriate lighting. And now someone finally turned on the lights. My universe has expanded a trillion fold, and I feel so comfortable in my own skin! It feels that instead of rising up into some other body or reality, my own body is just getting denser, and the photons around me are vibrating at a faster level, and the world around me is rapidly changing before my eyes. Getting up in the morning is like that awesome feeling you experience when putting on a pair of broken in sneakers before heading out the door. My ability to articulate the influx is reduced to trying to describe an orgasm inside the brain.

Your reflection is calling you! Look!

<I am quite possibly entertaining an alternative state of consciousness at the moment...mad giggling>

[Hototo]

Oi I had a funny moment with you and a video cam the other day Brit. Mind if I share? Good.

I was walking home from a friend's placed, well not actually the friend's place, just a gazebo outside the friends place. We were sitting there and chilling when this light kept flickering in the horizon. There was no sound but it looked like bright flashes kind of like lightning but with no sound and no clouds we slightly freaked and decided that either someone is taking pictures of us, or, something weird is happening, either way, it calls for a walking exploration of the surrounding.

As we walked I pinpointed it to a high atmosphere storm. Signalling that its time to, hightail out of there like the little skippy I am.

Now. As I am walking away I think to myself "hey. if I dun make it to homcoming toyear, I shall record a video"

In my usual gazebo self, I am recording a video of my various thoughts, while pausing for several minutes to do things like feel sorry for a eel like thing I stepped on and so forth.

Now. As I get closer to home I start describing you, for some reason. And As I get to the point where I wonder why your type of personality and or you essentially always draw so much sexual attention, which is something I remember you mentioning at some point.

And as I walk I notice I'm becoming slightly nervous due to the topic and boom. I get hit by the rain. At some point it turns into what is essentially a Typhoon and I start singing to keep warm. Which is neither here nor there for the story, but the gist of the story being that I walked around last night for 8+ hours and it didnt rain out of 7 hours and 45 minutes of those but for the 15 minutes I describe you as tappable, Mam. I get hit by a typhoon.

Have a nice one.

[Unbound]

Beginning to set an awesome atmosphere for homecoming. Much love to you, Sister. I acknowledge you, Brittany.

[Brittany]

Oi I had a funny moment with you and a video cam the other day Brit. Mind if I share? Good.

I was walking home from a friend's placed, well not actually the friend's place, just a gazebo outside the friends place. We were sitting there and chilling when this light kept flickering in the horizon. There was no sound but it looked like bright flashes kind of like lightning but with no sound and no clouds we slightly freaked and decided that either someone is taking pictures of us, or, something weird is happening, either way, it calls for a walking exploration of the surrounding.

As we walked I pinpointed it to a high atmosphere storm. Signalling that its time to, hightail out of there like the little skippy I am.

Now. As I am walking away I think to myself "hey. if I dun make it to homcoming toyear, I shall record a video"

In my usual gazebo self, I am recording a video of my various thoughts, while pausing for several minutes to do things like feel sorry for a eel like thing I stepped on and so forth.

Now. As I get closer to home I start describing you, for some reason. And As I get to the point where I wonder why your type of personality and or you essentially always draw so much sexual attention, which is something I remember you mentioning at some point.

And as I walk I notice I'm becoming slightly nervous due to the topic and boom. I get hit by the rain. At some point it turns into what is essentially a Typhoon and I start singing to keep warm. Which is neither here nor there for the story, but the gist of the story being that I walked around last night for 8+ hours and it didnt rain out of 7 hours and 45 minutes of those but for the 15 minutes I describe you as tappable, Mam. I get hit by a typhoon.

Have a nice one.

[Hototo]

Whats so wat about that other than the whole thing wat?



This being the joke of the situation in more graphical form

Except in this one, I dont have a dog, and no horns, and you dont have a beard...