10/01/2025
So who amongst us is not scarred by the utterly devastating tragedy that's unfolding in Los Angeles this week? Has it made you more consciously grateful for the cup of coffee you're enjoying this morning, for the peace of mind gifted by being in your own home, or for the chair you sit upon as you sip your coffee or the money you have to buy your groceries this weekend?
The spiritual bootcamp I've been living within over the last twenty-years since the loss of Shylo, Mia and Professor John Mack and the cascading impact of further losses after my return to Australia, have been life changing. They've taught me to be deeply grateful for small meaningful moments, and they've taught me firsthand, about the transcendent nature of loss.
First my daughter, then my grandson, then two other granddaughter's I would never know. Opportunities that I'd work hard for would vanish as if instructed by a magician. Places I would live would unexpectedly be no longer available or viable. The north wind would constantly blow and my red cape would be placed upon my shoulders, and my grit to live through it all would grow exponentially with each brutal loss.
Slowly I began to develop a lens on life that was insightful and transformational, one that looked for the higher teaching, and the past trauma and transgenerational trauma patterns that had called me and held me into each step of this lower localised story of myself and my life. My liberty became my quest.
Then in more recent years my health, even my ability to rest and sleep and to eat the food I've always normally enjoyed were removed through 2024 especially. I've been seemingly whittled down to a narrow and new version of myself and of life and living so that I might come to embody a greater truth and a more multidimensional worldview.
As each layer was dramatically removed, a greater version and a greater understanding of what's possible have emerged. My skills and experiences have entered a profound new normal. This is the growth and transformation that's only possible through the devastation of profound loss and the change that's always forced upon us, when we are shunted unexpectedly into a life-changing loss that forces us onto a very different pathway of learning than we'd ever envisioned.
That's the point of spiritual bootcamp right? To decommission what is false-to-self, to align with a higher truth, to remove the lens that distorts and the behaviours that disrupt so that authenticity, elevation of awareness and integration can prevail.
Watching those fires burn people's homes and livelihoods down to ash, brings shock, sadness and suffering. Yet alongside that sadness and disbelief, arises the majestic Phoenix, the winged messenger, the divinely imposed opportunity for deep transformation and great rising.
This is what I hope for all those who have entered the brutality of loss through these fires, and this is what I hope for us all that we can grow and find our greatness of being through the adversity life inevitably brings.
I'm here to support you through those experiences as I do each day, humbled by the courage and the capacity each of you has to overcome adversity, to survive and find your new thriving.
Huge blessings and love 🩷
Elizabeth
