When the way feels blocked

"Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them." — Albert Einstein

There have absolutely, positively got to be times when the way feels blocked. When life has so conspired against you as to bind your hands, put you behind bars and throw away the key.

Nobody understands and you want to scream. The yearning to be free, to get out of here burns your soul—you are like a caterpillar bemoaning the fact that you are not yet a butterfly. There's nothing you can do and the grass seems so much greener on the elusive other side.

Everything and everything that is a participant in your present moment, all the circumstances, people and places (especially the 'bad') are gifts sent to you to assist in your evolution. To assist you to be free of the bonds that limit your potential. 

Sometimes the alignment is God awful and misery making and suffice it to say, in ignorance, we tend to make matters much worse than they need be.

This is because we are taught to fight, fight, fight against what makes us unhappy or what causes us pain and to disregard any meaning our plight may carry.

Here are some keys that might help.

Acknowledge the situation.

If it's the grief you carry from losing a loved one or the love you never got from a parent, denying the situation or rationalizing it away does you no good and keeps the problem in place.

The first and hardest step to being free is always an acknowledgment of some sort and it's as simple as, "I'm hurt that my dad died, now I'm all alone" or "my mom was too busy and didn't have time enough to love me."

Such innocent statements for whatever the circumstance are the beginning of a solution. Now you are present with what is and not running away or looking elsewhere. 

Accept the situation.

After acknowledging what is true for you, whatever that may be, you are now ready to accept the situation totally and fully. For the one in grief, perhaps this is seeing that there was no alternate outcome possible. That what happened was the right thing to happen when it happened, even though it was personally difficult for you to experience.

This is equally true for the busy mom. Yes, she was busy and her love was not as great as you imagine it should have been. Maybe from this place, you are now able to see the love that you actually did receive. 

Thank the situation.

Once whatever it is that was dancing for your attention has gotten its message across to you, its job is done and kindly takes a bow and exits. 

This is transmutation. The poison becomes medicine. You are better now than you were before because of its presence, so remember to give it a nod. Most important.