Tears with this one. Thank you for sharing your story. The vulnerability you meets us with is a gift. In that mirror I catch a glimpse of the eudaimonity of my own soul. Who AM I? That’s a question I often write about. It’s a question that I live into. In the synchronosophy of becoming “who I am” I am twice born. In this unfolding discovery, I sail towards “home”. Thank you for being the prevailing wind. Your wisdom and your words are truly an angel. 🙏❤️ Thank you.
Thank you so much, Jamie 💕🙏 my tears with this one too. I see my younger self and just want to give her lots of hugs... It's been a difficult chapter to write (the next one more difficult still) but it's necessary, I feel, for the full understanding of Synchronosophy. This is the soil and the mycelium of life itself, which we need to understand and accept, if we want to become who we truly are.
Thank you Veronika. It is hard to look back and relive that time of life for me too. To not judge my choices. I ran too. It is often said that if we do not know where we come from, then we don’t know where we are and we don’t know where we are going. “Who am I” feels to me to be grounded in our relationship to a place and a story. Our story. Its a journey through forgiveness and healing to self-love. Thanks for helping me look back which allows me to Be Here- in the present. Creating. Bless you 🙏❤️
Yes. Absolutely! The journey through forgiveness and healing to self-love. Why is that so difficult? Why do (did) we hate ourselves so much? Thank you for this extremely valuable, healing, and nourishing feedback! I've been shying away from writing my story for years (despite having loads of interesting stuff I could write about) I wanted to write about Synchronosophy in a detached manner, as if it has nothing to do with me... as if it should 'stand by itself'... until I realised that's impossible... Because Synchronosophy is about healing ourselves. And the most powerful connection we can make with each other is the one heart‹›heart, soul‹›soul ~ that's the only one with true healing powers.
Thanks! In that dance of oneness We connect to something beyond the words. A mystery that has no logic. A feeling that tingles in our bones. We awaken to our own depth of belonging. We find the path home. Bless you. Yes your story validates mine. We give ourselves away. Somehow its the only way. A soul having a human experience. Please keep writing. THANK YOU.
This is fascinating to me, Veronika! Loss of identity...oooh, I'm excited to ponder this in depth. It occurs to me that I have a tendency to think in terms of 'why am I' rather than 'who am I' and now I wonder if there are some frozen emotions underlying that tendency. I'd also love to get your thoughts on the significance of context or relationship on identity. I've often wondered if those things that can feel to me like a loss of self are actually more about separation, about cutting myself off from the context of self (which is also part of the self), and in that way making myself less whole. I loved this article so much! Thank you for your vulnerability here. It brought to mind many things I hadn't thought about for a while, but that I suspect need some time in the light.
Thank you for reading and responding so deeply, Jenna, I very much appreciate your thoughts. Yes, different interrogative pronouns (who, why, where) make a huge difference. I have found the question 'Where am I?' the most fruitful one ~ guiding me gently and safely towards the answer to 'Who am I?'....
The question 'why am I?' sounds (to me) like a quest for purpose ... ? Although in the end, I believe, every sincere search must lead us back to ourselves.
Part of this book will be dedicated to 'finding the right questions' (which are different for everyone). I'll return to all these themes of identity, self, separation, wholeness...
I'm also planning to create special spaces/times for conversations to give room for such questions and explore them together (in a couple of weeks).
Thank you so much for your receptiveness and responsiveness 💕🙏
I love your questions and am curious about your perspective too!
many thanks Veronika, to share your story and struggles. With a half German mother I recognise the coldness and the “pull your self together”.Also my father was raised in a concentration camp during the war and only have the message: weakness is dead… So I learned to survive and take care of my kids as a single mother, thinking that working hard and fix all hurdles will save all lives issues. But now Im older I understand I did not come to the earth to make a living and a paycheck. As I child I tolk to an “imaginary” guardian angel als my real father and due to your writing I remember that. I could not fix the emotional issues of my kids This year I stopped working, found a rural place to find peace and have time to follow your advise to look into the mirror to connect to my eudaimonity of my own soul…. Thank you tor walking this road with us…. Bless you!
Thank you so much Pauline, for sharing your memories. As parents we recognise that we inevitably pass our own unprocessed issues on to our children, which is painful, I know. I don't think it's our responsibility to save everyone and make everyone happy. The best we can do is resolve our own issues (which helps our children more than they might realise at the time). The further I move on along that path, the deeper I understand that we are truly all one. Therefore this work of connecting with my own centre, also has become the greatest gift I can share with my children ... and with everyone.
Whew this was such a deeply profound and personal journey. Thank you for inviting us into your world.
I believe you are right - for me, the personal journey taken that results in wisdom gained is just as important, if not more important, than the wisdom itself. In fact the life lived IS the wisdom. That's one of the reasons I loved reading this - it's exactly what I believe the world needs more of... the intimacy of experience entwined with the wisdom discovered.
And I found this particularly beautiful:
"I spent some months, perhaps half an hour each day, in conversation with myself in front of a mirror. I never gave myself any pep talks. It didn’t occur to me and would have felt patronising. Instead, I spoke and listened to my ‘Sensitive Self’. I asked her what it was all about."
Your eudaimon must have been (and still IS) undoubtedly thrilled. :)
Thank you so much for your kind and thoughtful feedback, which is especially precious and reassuring from a fellow writer on a parallel journey. The 'intimacy of experience' is, of course, the hardest to write about, to find the 'right words' for what's subjectively the deepest pain ...
"it's exactly what I believe the world needs more of" ~ thank you for saying that. Because the only reason I'm sharing this, is to (hopefully) encourage others on this journey to connect with their eudaimon, by showing (in sketches and with as minimal detail as necessary) what I actually did. Not as a 'program' to be copied, but as an impulse for a creative approach to this work.
And thank you for your feedback on the part about 'Conversations with my Sensitive Self'! This was something I added spontaneously in the final edit, unsure whether it would come across as 'silly'... (the eternal 'Writer's Insecurity Syndrome')
You're right, my eudaimon and me have been living happily ever after since that exercise 💕🙏
Thank you Veronika. Wow again. Your writing offers such understanding and connection. what l observe as my inner child, the true expression of myself (and her innate wisdom) has presented and expanded over the last couple of years. She is fun, quirky, nurturing and accepting of the selves that have masked her over this journey. She smiles for the connection to self and others, for the love and courage you show. ❤️🙏💜
Few people can write about and honour their own 'examined life' with such beauty, insight, and nobility. 💜
Thank you 💖🙏
Tears with this one. Thank you for sharing your story. The vulnerability you meets us with is a gift. In that mirror I catch a glimpse of the eudaimonity of my own soul. Who AM I? That’s a question I often write about. It’s a question that I live into. In the synchronosophy of becoming “who I am” I am twice born. In this unfolding discovery, I sail towards “home”. Thank you for being the prevailing wind. Your wisdom and your words are truly an angel. 🙏❤️ Thank you.
Thank you so much, Jamie 💕🙏 my tears with this one too. I see my younger self and just want to give her lots of hugs... It's been a difficult chapter to write (the next one more difficult still) but it's necessary, I feel, for the full understanding of Synchronosophy. This is the soil and the mycelium of life itself, which we need to understand and accept, if we want to become who we truly are.
Thank you Veronika. It is hard to look back and relive that time of life for me too. To not judge my choices. I ran too. It is often said that if we do not know where we come from, then we don’t know where we are and we don’t know where we are going. “Who am I” feels to me to be grounded in our relationship to a place and a story. Our story. Its a journey through forgiveness and healing to self-love. Thanks for helping me look back which allows me to Be Here- in the present. Creating. Bless you 🙏❤️
Yes. Absolutely! The journey through forgiveness and healing to self-love. Why is that so difficult? Why do (did) we hate ourselves so much? Thank you for this extremely valuable, healing, and nourishing feedback! I've been shying away from writing my story for years (despite having loads of interesting stuff I could write about) I wanted to write about Synchronosophy in a detached manner, as if it has nothing to do with me... as if it should 'stand by itself'... until I realised that's impossible... Because Synchronosophy is about healing ourselves. And the most powerful connection we can make with each other is the one heart‹›heart, soul‹›soul ~ that's the only one with true healing powers.
Thanks! In that dance of oneness We connect to something beyond the words. A mystery that has no logic. A feeling that tingles in our bones. We awaken to our own depth of belonging. We find the path home. Bless you. Yes your story validates mine. We give ourselves away. Somehow its the only way. A soul having a human experience. Please keep writing. THANK YOU.
Look, you wrote a poem:
IN THAT DANCE OF ONENESS
In that dance of oneness
We connect to something beyond words
A mystery that has no logic
A feeling that tingles in our bones
We awaken to our own depth of belonging
We find the path home
Your story validates mine
We give ourselves away
Somehow its the only way
A soul having a human experience
Always lol! All ways 😉!
Caught me. Bless you
A soul
Having a human
Experience
Indeed!
🙏❤️
This is fascinating to me, Veronika! Loss of identity...oooh, I'm excited to ponder this in depth. It occurs to me that I have a tendency to think in terms of 'why am I' rather than 'who am I' and now I wonder if there are some frozen emotions underlying that tendency. I'd also love to get your thoughts on the significance of context or relationship on identity. I've often wondered if those things that can feel to me like a loss of self are actually more about separation, about cutting myself off from the context of self (which is also part of the self), and in that way making myself less whole. I loved this article so much! Thank you for your vulnerability here. It brought to mind many things I hadn't thought about for a while, but that I suspect need some time in the light.
Thank you for reading and responding so deeply, Jenna, I very much appreciate your thoughts. Yes, different interrogative pronouns (who, why, where) make a huge difference. I have found the question 'Where am I?' the most fruitful one ~ guiding me gently and safely towards the answer to 'Who am I?'....
The question 'why am I?' sounds (to me) like a quest for purpose ... ? Although in the end, I believe, every sincere search must lead us back to ourselves.
Part of this book will be dedicated to 'finding the right questions' (which are different for everyone). I'll return to all these themes of identity, self, separation, wholeness...
I'm also planning to create special spaces/times for conversations to give room for such questions and explore them together (in a couple of weeks).
Thank you so much for your receptiveness and responsiveness 💕🙏
I love your questions and am curious about your perspective too!
I love the question "where am i?" That's beautiful! Thank you!
many thanks Veronika, to share your story and struggles. With a half German mother I recognise the coldness and the “pull your self together”.Also my father was raised in a concentration camp during the war and only have the message: weakness is dead… So I learned to survive and take care of my kids as a single mother, thinking that working hard and fix all hurdles will save all lives issues. But now Im older I understand I did not come to the earth to make a living and a paycheck. As I child I tolk to an “imaginary” guardian angel als my real father and due to your writing I remember that. I could not fix the emotional issues of my kids This year I stopped working, found a rural place to find peace and have time to follow your advise to look into the mirror to connect to my eudaimonity of my own soul…. Thank you tor walking this road with us…. Bless you!
Thank you so much Pauline, for sharing your memories. As parents we recognise that we inevitably pass our own unprocessed issues on to our children, which is painful, I know. I don't think it's our responsibility to save everyone and make everyone happy. The best we can do is resolve our own issues (which helps our children more than they might realise at the time). The further I move on along that path, the deeper I understand that we are truly all one. Therefore this work of connecting with my own centre, also has become the greatest gift I can share with my children ... and with everyone.
Yes. The True Voice IAMLOVEIAM. Thank you.
💕🙏
Whew this was such a deeply profound and personal journey. Thank you for inviting us into your world.
I believe you are right - for me, the personal journey taken that results in wisdom gained is just as important, if not more important, than the wisdom itself. In fact the life lived IS the wisdom. That's one of the reasons I loved reading this - it's exactly what I believe the world needs more of... the intimacy of experience entwined with the wisdom discovered.
And I found this particularly beautiful:
"I spent some months, perhaps half an hour each day, in conversation with myself in front of a mirror. I never gave myself any pep talks. It didn’t occur to me and would have felt patronising. Instead, I spoke and listened to my ‘Sensitive Self’. I asked her what it was all about."
Your eudaimon must have been (and still IS) undoubtedly thrilled. :)
Thank you so much for your kind and thoughtful feedback, which is especially precious and reassuring from a fellow writer on a parallel journey. The 'intimacy of experience' is, of course, the hardest to write about, to find the 'right words' for what's subjectively the deepest pain ...
"it's exactly what I believe the world needs more of" ~ thank you for saying that. Because the only reason I'm sharing this, is to (hopefully) encourage others on this journey to connect with their eudaimon, by showing (in sketches and with as minimal detail as necessary) what I actually did. Not as a 'program' to be copied, but as an impulse for a creative approach to this work.
And thank you for your feedback on the part about 'Conversations with my Sensitive Self'! This was something I added spontaneously in the final edit, unsure whether it would come across as 'silly'... (the eternal 'Writer's Insecurity Syndrome')
You're right, my eudaimon and me have been living happily ever after since that exercise 💕🙏
Thank you Veronika. Wow again. Your writing offers such understanding and connection. what l observe as my inner child, the true expression of myself (and her innate wisdom) has presented and expanded over the last couple of years. She is fun, quirky, nurturing and accepting of the selves that have masked her over this journey. She smiles for the connection to self and others, for the love and courage you show. ❤️🙏💜