Are our beliefs serving us?

I had an Akashic records reading recently, and according to that framework, part of my purpose for being here is to study truth.

Not only what feels true for me personally, but also the concept of truth. I didn’t realize it prior to her saying it, but I’ve always been fascinated by this.

I play around with different ideas and perspectives to see what feels right in my body and what actually makes sense for my life.

To me, world views and ideologies are like ball caps. You could put the same cap on five different people and get a drastically different outcome.

This is because we all have unique constitutions (body makeup), genetic predispositions, soul contracts, family backgrounds, life experiences, present-day life commitments and responsibilities, time/financial resources, etc.

The belief system that gives one person a reason to get out of bed in the morning could be what makes someone else want to stay in it.

An idea that gives someone hope and a purpose may result in another person becoming debilitated and unable to carry on.

A worldview that helps one person “call in their soul tribe” and find love and belonging may result in another being alienated from their family and friends and enter into a deep depression.

When we take a belief system and overlay it onto our life, it’s kindve like the chart at the eye doctor:

Does this make it better or worse?

If we forget that we do, in fact, have a say in the matter, we end up subscribing to beliefs that are not even serving us, and thus creating our own suffering.

We can actually weaponize our own consciousness against ourselves.

Our beliefs are the number one way to punish ourselves, or conversely, to practice self love.

Over the past week, I’ve become aware of a belief I had that was resulting in me feeling contracted and fearful.

It was playing into my conservative Christian upbringing, AND my firstborn “type A” tendency to be rigid and perfectionistic.

The tight grip I had on the belief was blocking me from what I really wanted and resulting in me feeling split. ..aka creating my own little version of hell.

With the help of 3 friends who are also abstract thinkers and self-excavators (just made up this term), I was able to access SELF permission to let it go.

This is how we evolve 🙌✨️