When something is missing
When something is missing.
It feels like a hole; a hole through which everything is leaking – all the energy, optimism, creativity, flexibility, freedom, leadership,
and even our life force itself. This isn’t a universal hole one can define, fix, or find the perfect solution that will plug every leak.
Your hole everything leaks through is yours.
My hole is mine. Each individual hole is a bit different.
The materials our holes are made of are many and varied. Usually it will be a familiar abyss, which decides to pop and say Hi once in a while. We could be in a hole made of endless neediness, strong need for recognition, self-criticism and existential guilt.
My hole, for example, suggests remains of self-destruction, self-flagellation, self-deprecation, and criticism that would proudly represent the work of the devil himself.
We might encounter warning signs at times, right in front of a pit of this kind.
These signs may look like rejection of almost everything, the fear of being rejected, lack of energy, lack of passion.
Familiar signs, and yet –
Almost every time this hole appears in our lives, as if without a choice, we get sucked into it.
Sounds familiar ?
Almost everyone I know has their own hole. Usually when it happens to us, we treat it as a problem, an obstacle. It is true – this hole is really stuck in my way, keeping me from moving forward, depriving me of my happiness.
But maybe, when this moment appears, some part inside us is signaling?
Is it time to stop and question ourself? Stop the automatic driver and see what is asked of me at this time in my life?
Maybe I was weakened and I need to rest? Or maybe I was weakened and I need to find my strength?
Sometimes it may be a simple sign that I am done with this chapter in this wonderful book called my life and I am ready for the next chapter. At other times it is me who strayed from the path, and that is what the hole reveals to me.
It might be time to search the way back to my own track.
Lately I have been reading some of Mother Theresa’s letters. Amongst her many graces and the charity that she so generously granted the poor and the miserable, the greatest inspiration I received from her was the acceptance and love for the darkness of the soul.
The willingness to accept the emptiness, fear, and hardships as part of the journey and to hold them closely.
Or as we might call it – to love all of who and what I am, always.
Would you like to find out what you are being called for at this time in your life?
I would like to invite you to a conversation in which we will look together for the way, your way, to your heart.
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With love
Michal Halev – facilitator of conversations on the journey to your heart