There it is again, tapping you on the shoulder, reminding you not to get too comfortable. Something is ‘off’ and in spite of things appearing to be okay, you’d be fooling yourself to actually believe that.
Familiar shitty advice isn’t it?
Have you noticed how exhausting it is to ALWAYS be in danger? To never be allowed to truly rest, even when all indicators point to it being safe to do so?
We’re not tired of surviving, we’re tired of being threatened. Even the tiniest smidgeon of concern has now become too much… hasn’t it?
The counsel that you’ve had whispering in your ear all of these years has clearly run its course. Yes, removing the counsel means facing the end (of you). After all, without the counsel, your survival skills would disintegrate and you’d be handed over to death on a silver platter.
Oh well, time to find out. Your survival skills will be taken from you eventually anyway; might as well get it over with now and be done with this madness.
So what would that look like?
How do you stop protecting yourself? How do you stop being a victim so that you no longer need to be rescued?
What might help move things along is to recognize that you don’t really want to continue being you anyways. Being is a booby prize. You’ve tried existing and it sucks.
To be clear, I’m not suggesting that you go and jump off a bridge somewhere out there, I’m suggesting that you jump off the bridge inside of yourself. The body can continue doing the body thing, it’s you that doesn’t need to continue doing the you thing.
You have every reason to welcome the end because you had every reason to not welcome the beginning. Or have you forgotten? ‘You’ began because something went very very wrong long ago (or at least seemed to). Prior to you, you were happy not being a you (albeit for a short period). You moved through life effortlessly and joyously until it was pointed out that you were a you and that this you was in jeopardy. It was a double whammy; not only were you suddenly in danger, you were something that could BE in danger.
But I enjoy my life for the most part, why would I want it to end?
Don’t mistake joy with your life. Your life is a story of incompleteness and lack. Any joy you experience in life has nothing to do with you and everything to do with forgetting you.
A crimson sunset tucked behind a row of flowing evergreens is magnificent only when there’s nobody there to say that it is. The body can see the sunset without you needing to be the one seeing. True joy is your absence in the midst of presence.
You and your life story are overrated. Let it all end. See what remains.
Here’s a hint though if it helps: You began in pain and therefore you will end in happiness.
Don’t listen to fear, it’s a bully. It claims you have to continue being you. You don’t.
Welcome the end my friend- it’s really just freedom from the hell of beginning.
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The timing of this was miraculous. I want to share the message I sent to a far away friend literally right before I read this post in my email:
“Man that existential angst! Just pulls right up uninvited and dumps itself all over my being every single time!”
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How perfect. Thank you, Kyle, for continually sharing yourself/ meself/ noself. 🙏🏻😘💖
And thank you for the beautiful reminder of timing and its perfection, Giselle! ❤️
True joy is your absence in the midst of presence. Love it
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I honestly think that is the best thing I have ever read! I am so there! Thank you Kyle for putting this into words, so I could see what was going on!
Kay, your appreciative vibes are dearly appreciated! 🙏 ❤️