Grateful For Earwax
Earwax. Who ever heard of being grateful for that?
When I was little, I had an over-production of it. To top it off, I was born with super tiny canals connecting to my ears, nose, and throat. This made it especially difficult for me to eliminate. My ears would get blocked about once or twice a year creating loss of hearing, lots of pain, sometimes an infection, and usually a trip to the doctors. I wished so hard it would just go away. And then one day, I got my wish!! I grew up and after the birth of my third child, I noticed my ears stopped producing this seemingly troublesome and sticky substance. Initially I felt elated. What I quickly came to realize is that it was all fun and games until I noticed how uncomfortable my ears felt without it. The earwax actually had a purpose! Who knew! Fast forward 20+ years and my ears began to produce earwax again and they felt so much better.
So, what is this really all about?
When we’re not listening to our truth, who we are, what we like or believe in, our values, the core of who we are, we begin living a life that can feel fake, burdensome, or artificial. Because it is. We search for Love and validation outside of ourselves when the only place we can truly ever experience it is from within. When we take on the beliefs or values of others that don’t resonate with who or what we are, we feel stagnant, bereft, and in pain. The internal anguish can be so heavy over time. We find it influences every decision we ever make. We feel trapped with our insecurities in the vestibule of our lives, always creating, imagining, producing, and living underneath a ceiling we can never seem to break through. And we begin to realize that our life is not our own.
What if all that earwax and tiny eustachian tubes were there to protect me so that I could hear my own internal voice? What if those blocked ears were a gift for me to hear the real me? And all those years of not having any at all was me living in that vestibule taking on the beliefs and values of other people. My physical ears were open, but my spiritual ears were more closed off than at any other time in my life. I am so grateful to finally have earwax. I’m finally living a frequency that resonates with who I am and what I believe in. My voice is filled with the musical notes of Laura. I can hear her singing out loud.
We are all called to listen to who we are inside. And we must consider that who we are is far different than what we originally thought. And why? Because if we haven’t taken the time to heal our wounds and clear out the messages and beliefs that other people, generations before us, and values imposed upon us by other entities, we continue to feel, live, breathe, think, and choose a life from the confines of that vestibule. All the choices we make from that tiny room are limited to what we know exists in that room.
We are called to break free from the room so that we can see, feel, and know the expansiveness of what exists outside of it. Listening to our soul and higher self has less to do with reciting what we think we know, and more to do with listening to the beautiful and unique frequency that exists within each one of us. We are called to partner with who we truly are - it’s not always an easy task and it is a life-long endeavor.
When we celebrate our own frequency, we inspire others to as well. And first thing you know, we get to witness an extraordinary collection of sounds playing pure melodies of truth and authenticity.
Imagine the majestic, beautiful symphony of music we could create together with each of us expressing our own frequency, breaking out of the vestibules of our lives to create the kind of extraordinary music that enriches the whole world.
Photo credit - Yan Krukau