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In the last 2-3 weeks, several of my clients, friends and I have had a spiritual flu (I won't elaborate since you can read about all the symptoms of ascension flu).

But I will share with you what helped me overcome the oppressive forces that pressed my chest firm against my bed for days, unscrewed the cap of my hope tank, dragged that Pollyanna out of the tank by the hair, stabbed her until she whipped that endlessly optimistic smile off her face, and then spread her body parts to the four corners of the world.

Yeah, it was violent. Our minds ARE violent against ourselves. We would NEVER yank anyone by the hair and murder their inner hopes and dreams. But we would do it to ourselves. Why? Because that's the natural mechanism of the mind.

 

The Mind Bowing to the Soul

The mind NEEDS a job to exist. If you're all happy and enlightened, then the mind would be out of a job and die. No way in hell will the mind let that happen, so it invents problems just so that it has something to solve, so that it can stay alive.

I recognize that what I said can seem pretty grim, but there is good news. At the end of every war, there is a victor. And for every human being, there will always come a time when the Soul is the victor and the mind surrenders and bows in grace to the Soul.

The war is messy and hard AF, but you will survive. This I know to be true. Heck, you will even thrive. And there may be more wars, and you know what, you'll survive those too.

 

Surviving A Spiritual Flu

Survival Skill no. 1 • What do I know for Certain?

I gotta tell you, I was terrified for days, not knowing what was happening. At least, I knew for certain, that there was less than zero point consulting a Western doctor. I knew for certain that what I was experience was faaaaaar beyond the scope of Western medicine or even the physical realm.

So when in a tumble of confusion and pain and paralyzing inability to sit up and move your dreams for humanity forward, make a list of "What I know for certain is...". Even if that list contains only one single item, hold on to that item as a life raft. It will drift you to shore eventually.

Survival Skill no. 2 • Talk to a Bestie

Soul sister K and I met at a year long leadership training retreat 5 years ago. Being with her is like watching myself through a mirror go through the world. And together, we've co-created this incredibly safe, loving and genuine space to share our real selves, like the as-is section of IKEA.

We call this space Magic Time! We used to have Magic Time every 3 weeks, and now with life's ever changing needs/desires, we  meet every week. I was rambling on how awful I felt, like a sock in a spiritual maturation washing machine. And I caught myself saying, "It's like... it's like... it's like I caught a spiritual flu or something."

We both laughed. And that laughter was like someone/something pressed the stop button of that washing machine.

Survival Skill no. 3 • Cultivate Community

I can sense your thoughts (trust me, I wish I couldn't, I wish that there was a cape I could put on and not feel aaaaaall your feelings and thoughts), so I know some of you don't have a soul sister K. I didn't either, at the beginning.

That leadership training cost $15,000. I'm not saying that you have to spend that kind of money to buy an intimate. You can't buy people's love and respect. What I am saying is that *I* needed to upgrade myself to the kind of person who can discern who my people are and who my people are NOT; the kind of person who can let love in; and the kind of person who can ask for love when she needs it.

I've cried months even years in an abyss of loneliness. And I know for certain it was 100.00% my responsibility to cultivate the community I needed/wanted. Sometimes intimates came to me like rain drops in a drought. But most of the time, I did the work to sift, discern, plant and cultivate intimate relationships.

I have A LOT of acquaintances. I don't have many intimates. But the ones I do have are my lift raft.

Survival Skill no. 4 • Google It, You're Not Crazy!

Even though the soul maturation washing machine had stopped, I still felt the oppressive and nauseating aftershocks, as if I was still tumbling in it. 🤢 It took another 4 days or so after speaking with soul sister K until it occurred to me to google "Spiritual Flu." 

Oh. My. God. I'm NOT crazy! It's a real, legitimate thing. It's called ascension flu, holy shit! Wait, whaaaaaat?!?

Thank you internet!

Survival Skill no. 5 • Laughter is Carbonated Holiness

Laugh. Laughter = light heartedness. This is my latest favorite YouTube song: I'm so spiritual by soul sister Charlotte. Worth every single second of your time, I guarantee it!

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Survival Skill no. 6 • Remember 15 Years Ago

And here's my favorite survival skill, which came to me when I was doing my monthly Google Photo backups. Google Photos shows me a slideshow of this a photo I took 1 year ago, 2 years ago, ... up to 15 years ago. If you don't use Google Photo, hand select them from your computer and share them with friends.

Remember, the mind can be vicious and violent against ourselves. The art of defense against that darkness is friendship, connection, and championing.

 

Email me your walk down memory lane, or post it on Facebook and tag me. I want to celebrate with you.

 

1,000 Reclamations for Freedom

💎  Reclaimed the humility + validity of "spiritual flu"

💎  Reclaimed the death of my inner Pollyanna

💎  Reclaimed Magic Time with soul sister K

💎  Reclaimed soul sister Charlotte's "I'm So Spiritual" song

💎  Reclaimed the truth of how much I have lived

+5 reclamations

With infinite grace,

xo, Ella

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