Walking in amongst the crowds in London central the other day I caught a glimpse of my reflection and was stopped in my tracks, suddenly being drawn to the sound of everyone’s footsteps vibrating through the pavement!
Where were we all going?
Why did it feel so loud and so heavy?
As I stood still I watched, listened and just felt as everyone moved past and around me, some swiftly, almost brushing my body without care, some meandering unfocussed, eyes down, some rushing and imposing, ignoring traffic lights and signals, causing cars to halt suddenly in reaction whilst blasting their horns.
What struck me most was that there was hardly a glimmer of connection between anyone, no eye contact or no acknowledgement, just head down or texting and weaving in and around each other.
It suddenly dawned on me! Was this what our GLOBAL footprint felt like? Loud and seemingly so disconnected! All about self!
I don’t truly believe this is how we deeply feel about each other but here it was, a moment captured in black, white, colour and sound moving in front and all around me.
More importantly I asked myself the question – how was I moving in all this?
Why does this even matter to me?
I felt transparent, standing still to feel the answer before I took another step.
The point is it does matter to me!
And I have a strong feeling that it does matter to all of us.
Is it possible that this is part of the reason we feel the plight of others in the world and respond unanimously without question when global disasters occur?
Do we respond because we know innately that we are all equal?
Are we connected by our hearts, the very intelligence that impulses us to action our support and care of others, whether we know them or not?
As a little child I knew intrinsically that I was part of a big family and it always felt much more than just the family I was born into. It was a feeling I never questioned but knew innately as if I came into the world knowing it, like a deeply engrained part of me. It felt so natural to be part of the local community, knowing everyone by name and sharing stories together, looking out for each other and noticing when things weren’t right with our neighbours and friends. I remember vividly asking my mother, “Why do countries have borders?”. It didn’t make sense to me to have this separation from each other when my heart could feel we are all equal. I know many people share this feeling too, as I have heard friends, colleagues and even people I am yet to meet talking about our common threads and how we often respond to each other more so from a place of care and compassion, revealing how connected we all really are, naturally so.
I have come to see and feel that so much in our world is dedicated to promoting our separation and disconnection through the daily bombardment of images and texts that filter through our homes, streets, skylines, workplaces and schools in an attempt to manipulate truth and seek to erode our self-worth. This daily dogma keeps the mantra of ‘individuality’ running and supports the constant search outside us for acknowledgement, and the never-ending quest to ‘find ourselves’: a notion that continuously smacks us in the face with the ugly truth of rising figures of illness and disease, homelessness, unemployment, mental health issues, divorce, youth suicide and the list goes on… so our championing of separation and individuality is clearly not working for us all!
At school we were always taught that there was no ‘I’ in team, but was the true meaning really ever shown to us? Or was it just another box ticked in the chapter of being seen to be ‘good’ – or ‘doing right by the students’ – by blindly sharing phrases that were not reflected in the quality of how the teachers engaged with us, moved amongst us or interacted with one another? Were our teachers even supported to invite these truths into our curriculum? These same sounds and feelings are reinforced as I stand on the street today observing people as they move in London central, a microcosm of the world at large.
So why are our cities and communities housing such disconnection and why are we so afraid for our eyes to meet, to acknowledge each other, to communicate in support of a more harmonious way of living?
What’s going on in our bodies and households that reinforce this disharmony?
These and many more questions I have shared and debated on numerous occasions with many friends at work, home and amongst fellow students at Universal Medicine, with much on offer to ponder. It is through sharing our thoughts, feelings and lived experiences that we begin to break down the barriers of egos and hurts.
In and amongst all this, and throughout history, there have always been examples of ‘extra ordinary’ people who sought to offer us some of the answers to these age old recurring questions, sharing different ways of seeing things and another way of living that was more in line with a deeper truth that resides within us all.
A great example of this today for me is Serge Benhayon and his family, who demonstrate a way of living that stems from an age-old wisdom and esoteric principle that we are love.
Put simply:
“The principles of the esoteric way of life date back to the oldest forms of knowledge and wisdom. Whilst ancient in their heritage, they have not out-dated themselves in relation to what is required of mankind to live in harmony and thus arrest any wayward conduct that does not build brotherhood within and amongst our communities everywhere. The esoteric means that which comes from the inner-most. It is the livingness of love that we all carry equally deep within and it is this livingness that restores each and every individual back into the rhythms of their inner-harmony and thus from there, the love is lived with all others. The esoteric is all encompassing and it comes from that which is found in the inner-heart centre of every individual. It lives with a unifying impulse to unite all as a living brotherhood of one race under the One God in accordance with the spirit of a one-humanity.” Serge Benhayon, Esoteric Teachings & Revelations. Volume II, Final page)
This brings back the honesty to how we are choosing to live in each and every moment. Is there a willingness to commit to more loving choices? Do we consider and utilise the grand array of support we have all around us? The beauty in this honesty allows continual refinement to our living way, the building blocks to inner- harmony.
Such a simple reminder – shared many times by Serge Benhayon and Natalie Benhayon from Universal Medicine – about the fact that our relationship with love is expressed in our every movement, and that every movement carries a certain quality! This quality can either be healing or harmful and is felt by all around us! BINGO!
So if there is a quality to how we each move then there must be a responsibility that comes with the choice of energy that impulses that movement.
This makes so much sense and adds further clarity in understanding the disconnection in the vibrations of our global footprints that I felt the other day.
It also offers a deeper level of respect for the responsibility we have for each other and ourselves in paying more attention to the energy we choose to align to. We have an opportunity every day to refine the way we are living and the magic in that gift could send any harsh self-critic packing! Believe me … I have had much experience in the weight of my critic’s baggage and its self-worth blockades, but slowly with more surrendering, acceptance and appreciation of myself and where I am at … her vacations are steadily and thankfully increasing.
To truly understand and feel that our choices in every moment contribute to forming the very foundation our homes, communities, cities and countries express from, further ignites our familiar sense of ‘brotherhood.’
The key in all of this is ‘connection’ – that is ‘re- connecting’ back to the love we are all innately from.
If we were to consider the bigger part of the ‘whole’ that we are unavoidably from, then our collective daily choices would certainly inspire a more harmonious global footprint.
By Christina Caplice, Hospitality & Tourism Management, Northern Rivers NSW
Related Reading:
The Ripple Effect of Love
THE MOVING BUBBLE – A Simple Lesson in Staying with my Movements and Claiming Who I Am
Quality of movement = Quality of life
Words on Serge Benhayon 
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