are you willing to eat the shit sandwich

Are you willing to eat the s**t sandwich?

If anyone said the path to the spirit world could only be walked on the inside, instead of running about in the galaxies of my mind, I’d have run a mile.

Being psychic meant being off with the pixies, in a galaxy far, far away bringing amazing messages to grateful people. Imagine the disappointment to discover the real way to do that begins with sitting quietly. That was my shit sandwich.

A shit sandwich is: How much of the crappy bits are you willing to take to get the thing you want?

If marathon runners lose toenails in long distances, and ballet dancers toughen their feet with methylated spirits to dance, what unpalatable parts of our dream are we willing to face?

For me, it was learning to sit with myself and accept what was found there. The last five years I’ve nibbled away at my shit sandwich. I’ve taught myself to sit still, acknowledging the thoughts and emotions that come up and accept them as part of me.

Now, on a good day, they come and go like the clouds I see drifting across my window right now. The process brings me closer to my own soul and through that, the essence of all.

Mediums call that, “sitting in the power” or, “sitting for spirit” and it sounds very glamorous, but it turned out be the hardest part of mediumship training.

 

are you willing to eat the shit sandwich?

The shit sandwich

The last thing I wanted was to discover my own soul with all its cellulite and baggage, but I cautiously began to nibble my sandwich.

Five years later I’ve taught this control freak wriggler to sit still, acknowledging thoughts, emotions and whatever comes and goes like the clouds I see right now, drifting across my window. This is a part of “sitting in the power”.

Turns out, you get used to the taste of shit sandwiches, and when that happens they are no longer yukky.

The gift was getting to know my own soul and connecting to the essence of ‘me’, and then, through that, the essence of all. In fact, didn’t Jesus say something similar about the only way to God is through him? Meaning the soul?

But it’s not easy.

Which is why so many give up, discouraged by the inner work needed. Inner work is one thing no one can run from. It catches up with us one way or another.

Soul expansion is an integral aspect of training for the psychic and mediumship arts, and there’s no short cut.

The spirit within must be found, cherished and healed in order for the greater soul work to happen. We must eat the shit sandwich, and wash it down with a pint of self love and acceptance.

Perhaps reading this, you’re inspired to have another go at that psychic course that’s gathering space dust on the desktop.

Or pull out a meditation to sit with, or even journal a bit on what the fears are to take that next spiritual step.

Whatever it is, know that this is also part of soul expansion and a mother tiny step along your path to connecting to your own soul.

Maybe even rest the phone down for a minute and gaze out the window, to touch your own soul.

It’s the small magic of everyday inner work that make the big magic, don’t you think? Love to hear your thoughts in the comments.

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Semi fictional story about me

In 1994, I had a midlife crisis, got a boob job and moved to Byron Bay.

Quickly realized there was nothing there but more boob jobs and white furniture, so I escaped faux-spiritual beach culture, went to Peru, and experimented with DMT.

While in Peru, fell in love with a Shaman who was really a plumber from Padstow, but stayed because of attachment issues.

After following a puma from the jungle, I holed up in a Scandi-style Air B’n’B and finally got enlightened.

Parts of this story are true.

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