The Inner Thorns That Hurt Us: A High-Sensitive’s Experience
OUCH!
For me, facilitating a guided meditation means doing the whole meditation along with all the participants as I’m doing it. What is so interesting is that, even if I’ve done a similar meditation in the past, there’s always something new that comes up. A new thorn, perhaps, or an old one that’s still managing to poke through my skin and cause irritation. Becoming aware that there’s one I never noticed before, or the one that’s still lurking (usually half hidden, at least to my own conscious self), is the key.
As I prepared for my Afterlife Meetup this week (in which we do guided meditation, mediumship, and music) I was struck once again by the power of this Meditation of the Inner Thorn: The One That Keeps On Giving.
This time, as I walked through the meditation prior to the meetup, I put a thorn on the couch that I had been avoiding for a long time. I would not have said I was avoiding it! I would have said, and did say, that I was “dealing with it, finding ways to be okay with it, trying to stop having expectations around it.” The thorn this time is one specific challenging relationship.
It always amazes me to see what happens.
Which Thorn Will You Put “On the Couch“?
As soon as I pictured the thorn of this relationship on the couch, I saw it was yellow. A yellow star. Which surprised me because I never would have conceived of a star as a reflection of such a relationship. Aren’t stars bright and illuminating and awe-inspiring? I asked why the energy of this thorn had appeared as a yellow star. It said, directly, “I’m yellow because I’m both cowardly and sharp-edged. No matter how you turn me, there’s another sharp edge to cut you, wound you, keep you caught in my clutches.”
Okay. Really? All this from a yellow star? Color me shocked.
I asked the star, “Because you’re also a beautiful shining start of light, do you think there’s any chance you could shift your energy…become softer, less harsh, stronger, braver?”
“Only if you’re willing,” said the star, “to free me from your body and spirit once and for all, and invite in the light that I truly am. Stars don’t really have any sharp edges, you know, so seeing me that way is only a reflection of your own fear.”
Transmuting one energy to another is the key to stepping into your light.
Again, wow.
Who Woulda Thought a Yellow Star Would Have So Much To Say?
Since then I’ve been talking to this star of mine. It agreed to softening its edges if I would commit to its removal; it did not want to be there anymore, but had felt stuck, lodged where it didn’t belong in my upper arm. Why in my upper arm?
“Because you hold things in your arms. Develop muscle from the time you held your flute, then held your babies, then held all the experiences that have become you. Putting aside this thorn, a thorn so old and deep, may hurt, but there will be almost no bleeding because it is disintegrating even as we speak.”
The star, the one that started out a sharp thorn, has now become a close friend guiding me to a lighter place.
As so-called HSPs, Highly Sensitive Persons, we need to recognize and make friends with our “inner thorns,” whether they are so-called sensitivities or fears or anxieties.
