I’m Full of BullShit. Aren’t you?

This is not another bitching and pointless post.

My intention is to share and reinforce a key concept that has avoided my life from continuing being miserable.

And, believe me, I’m doing my best to save my children’s lives as well.

But it requires context.

Bear with me.

I showed up in this world as a whole, pure, perfect, full of wisdom and empty of knowledge, magnificent being.

Right then and there, at the Hospital, when I came out of my beloved mother’s body in the late 60s (not that much “late” but 1966 to be precise), I started to be filled with information, paradigms, concepts, beliefs, ideas, principles, rules, expectations, contexts, and conditions, that eventually served as perfect settings for the expansion of my consciousness, but nevertheless… a lot of them were hard to swallow.

I didn’t even “need” the majority of them, meaning I could’ve played the game with just a few of those elements, as frames for the story to keep developing.

What a waste of my precious perfection, and both my parents and my life.

It was mostly loving, well intentioned, unconscious, recycled… crap.

To be fair, my parents, their parents and ancestors, started the same way.

Even though I don’t know you, I could bet it was the same for you and your parents (no offense, really).

And yes… I‘ve passed the torch by doing the same thing to my precious child.

In the human game, we are pretty much at the expense of our parents and/or caretakers’ decisions.

Let’s see, I was spoon-fed:

• My mother tongue: Spanish
• The country I was born and raised in: Venezuela
• A Religion that I chose to drop at an early age: Catholic
• A traditional mindset and education at a traditional (catholic) school
• Relationships: 3 siblings and other family members
• And I’m still working intensely to recover from many (many, way too many) beliefs, and rules.

So, the Master Concept is…

When we were kids, we had no choice.

We knew it was a matter of either adapt, adjust and please… or die.

I mean even literally.

So we gave away our Truth, our freedom, our divine rights for the sake of our human survival.

But we persisted. We grew up. Screwed up and all, and,

We are no longer slaves to fear.

Let’s own our Truth from a space of integrity and respect. First, for ourselves. Later for everyone else.

I knew this for a long time.

But couldn’t find the right how-tos for me. So it was a matter of trial and error.

Just to mention a few:

• Psychological therapies
• Alternative therapies
• Psychics
• Eastern Philosophy
• Personal Development
• Books of all kind
• Spiritual Teachers and Practices

What worked —still does— for me?

Fucking it up often, reviewing the leftovers and keep moving following my inner guidance by listening to my intuition.

And my son.

He works wonders for me.

Because he gives me a powerful WHY to break the chain of unconsciousness, shame, blame and justifying.

Where to start?

Let’s start by owning our bullshit.

The one they gave us, and the one we’ve been buying, choosing, creating and accepting along our life till this moment.

Recognizing it for what it is. Stopping the blaming. Owning it. It’s ours now.

And then, with self-love, awareness and decisiveness, own our power.

Do what we know within that we gotta do.

Putting the effort, the time, the energy, the practice, the resources, the LOVE, in living from our truth, in acting on our excitement, in facing our fears, in speaking up, in learning and unlearning.

And your life will have no other choice but to align with your Truth. The same Truth you came here with, even before going from breathing the amniotic fluid of pregnancy to breathing fresh room air.

It works for me. Every day.