Dark Secrets
And the Authentic Soul
Dear Reader;
A colleague recently shared with me that a friend of hers was concerned, upon meeting me for the first time, that I could look into her soul. She was afraid that I would find something terrible and dark there, that she didn’t want me to see.
A similar comment was expressed to me once on a coffee date with a gentleman, after he discovered what I do. He then asked me if I could “read” him at that moment, so I smiled and gave him a quick summary of my impression of his energy. I was warm and kind, but truthful. His eyes widened in alarm, and within a few minutes he excused himself and scurried away. It is interesting to what degree our ideas about romantic connection are based upon a mutual agreement to see what is desired, rather than what is real.
The fear that our darkest secrets may be revealed lives within us all, and most of us will go to great lengths to keep such hidden treasures from being exposed. We develop ways of presenting ourselves in a social context that fulfil a chosen sense of self, and sometimes we work very hard to sustain this. Not only can it be exhausting, it keeps us constantly in a reactive mode, more focused upon the responses of others to our own piece of theatre, than on a genuine exchange.
This is what it means to be human; exceptions to this are very, very rare. In fact, those who walk primarily in authenticity may not be easy to be around, because they do not bend to an unspoken agreement for safe and comfortable communication. Unless we are equally committed to an inner truth, we may find ourselves avoiding these individuals. Their absence of hunger for approval may be a threatening reminder to our own habitual need.
I don’t see this observation as a judgement at all, but simply what it means to be human. We are a profoundly social species for the most part, and we have learned to develop ways to align with our peers. I find it amusing when young people think they are creating something unique in their rebellious clothing or language. The truth is, absolute originality is nearly impossible to find, as we are all immersed in collective expressions, which are currently magnified in profound ways by social media and the seething morass of an online world.
Once upon a time, if we grew up in a village where everyone wore grass skirts, it’s very unlikely we would be choosing ripped blue jeans or latex leggings as a statement of casual chic. There is always context to our rebellion. This is why high fashion often slips into the desperately ridiculous, because even the most lauded designers can’t really come up with anything new, no matter how hard they try. Every fashion statement we make is rooted in the influences around us, to which we either conform or object. We are all truly co-creators, in the widest sense of the word.
Given that authenticity is so hard to find in the outer world, it’s understandable that it’s a rare treasure to discover truth-telling in our inner world. Our permission to be real with others, never mind ourselves, lies buried underneath lifetimes of compensatory responses to trauma, and there is no gaining access without brutal self-examination.
One of the reasons I have hosted Kore Process groups for years is that I discovered it is much easier for us to witness others than to honestly see ourselves. When we are situated in a safe environment where everyone present is immersed in the same process, we can often learn more efficiently from the sharing of others than we can through prolonged gazing into a cloudy mirror.
And what do we discover, when we have the honour of being present when a peer dares to tell an uncomfortable truth? We find them beautiful. We recognize their vulnerability as pure and holy. We see them soften into a less defended version of themselves, and we are inspired to dare in the same way.
Which brings me back to the question about what do I, as an intuitive, see in others? In social situations it certainly varies, dependent upon where my own point of attention lies. But during a Kore Reading, when I soften into a gentle trance state and invite the guides to open the history of an individual soul before me so that I can share guidance relevant to who they are in this life, I can promise you one thing: I am always, always shown their great light.
Kore Stories are often not easy to hear. The purpose of the Kore work is to reveal the soul wounds we carry which impede our capacity to walk authentically and joyfully in the world. But no matter what the context, I am always given a vision of the truth of this individual; who they are beneath and beyond their karmic imprints. Over and over again I am amazed by the richness and power that lives within each soul, the godliness, the purity of heart which awaits an opportunity to feel safe enough to emerge. And amongst those who have found the courage to open to a Kore Reading there is a special beauty, as they have overcome their fear of being seen, in order to enter into the process.
It is the armour of our protections which weighs heavily upon us. It is our compulsive fears that are unattractive and keep us trapped by inauthentic behaviour. Beneath all of this lies gold, the shining, natural divine nature of the soul, and this is whom we seek to liberate by telling the truth. It is the light within the Self which rises up to become a contributor to a New Earth.
So when I meet you, do I see a terrible darkness that lies at your core? No, I do not. I see your humanity, and through that lens I witness your soul courage in choosing to incarnate into a world where dualistic contrasts brought you to suffer, so that you may be initiated into the expansion of your return to Source. I see no “original sin” but rather the birthright of your divine nature.
Is it easy? Never. Is it pretty? Usually not. Is it purposeful? Always, and within this sense of purpose lies the way forward, for one soul, and for us all.
If you feel called to hear the story of your own karmic journey, it is my honour to serve. Let’s begin with a conversation, and let’s discuss the revelation of your own light. In times of great planetary darkness, if each one of us dares to lift our own personal torch, we can and will prevail.
much love, Adi