The Unconscious: Remembering Where You Were

The airport blues

patience is needed at the airport

Airports are a great place to test your evolutionary progress.  Bustling with people in all stages of consciousness, you are sure to be challenged with the opportunity for kindness, patience and compassion.

I travel for a large part of my year, and despite my life commitment to assist humanity in its conscious awakening, I still want to bitch-slap people on occasion. There are as many levels of unconsciousness as there are of consciousness.

Plane delays that spur self-righteous rants at helpless airline agents; screaming children tripping the elderly as they shuffle to their gate; the “overly-important’ telephone conversation so loud that all of Terminal 5 at LAX can hear the deal going down.

Yes, I do happen upon airport bars quite often during these times, and headphones help to drown out the noise.  But here’s the issue with that:

As Lightworkers, we are built to send out our light, and that’s not just to other Lightworkers.  It’s to everybody, even those you want to smack upside the head on account of their unconscious behavior.

So lately, I’ve ditched the headphones (my erratic vibration in these scenarios usually renders them useless anyway) and I’m observing the behavior of those people who are unconscious of their magnificence as creators.

Such a wonderful process of growth, this immersion in the melee of conscious development and lack thereof.

And while they’re commiserating about the deplorable state of the world, I remember that, not long ago, I was there.  That was my reality, and that’s all I knew.  It’s a challenge to the ego, this evolutionary awakening thing; because it’s so easy to put yourself higher on the ladder of evolution than others (my surname is Darwin–just a coincidence, I’m sure.) But there are no levels on a circle, and so the ego must take a back seat to humility.

Remember this:  Life was created so that Life could experience the process of remembering Who It is.  It’s the journey that counts, not the destination, since we’re all going to end up there anyway.  So all beings, whether unconscious or not, are giving Life the opportunity to observe itself, and what it will do, when Its plane is late.



author: Kimberly

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