I came to a halt a couple of weeks ago, a real halt, I simply couldn’t do anything. My energy was in turmoil, I was swinging from despair to happiness in a few seconds and back again this lasted for most of the morning. I’d hit the enough is enough button and enough was enough and I wasn’t going anywhere soon. Later I discovered that driving my car was scary and very exhausting so I was really not going anywhere soon!

You may have heard or read about the glass ceiling, where you restrict yourself from achieving your dreams. I discovered that we also have a glass floor, I broke this floor and fell to the bottom of the basement where grief, hatred, guilt and despair live.

We all tend to live within the boundaries of the glass floor and glass ceiling, it is safe here as we know what is going on even though we aren’t meeting our full potential. It is like being a battery that we just partially top up to the glass ceiling and let drop to the glass floor before we recharge, eventually our potential and the batteries potential is restricted to this range. We wouldn’t do this to a battery so why do we do it to our bodies. Perhaps habit and comfort are our reasons.

The glass floor is where we set measures so that we don’t have to visit our low energies, we model these energies instead, manning up, stiff upper lip are a couple of terms that describe my glass floor. The fear of fear is the essence of what the glass floor is protecting, not wanting to feel or sense the fear, we may not know why we need to do this though it is there in your psyche. I believe it is healthy to have the gamut of emotions from shame to joy and beyond. What is not healthy is hanging on to the energy that was created when an emotion is visited, this is applicable to all emotions on the scale, I know it is wonderful to linger in joy and love, this doesn’t serve you, the only thing that serves you is the emotion in the moment, the authenticity and sovereignty of being present. 

Until I came to a halt I wasn’t aware I wasn’t with my lower energy emotions, I was living with my glass floor, manning up with the occasional crocodile tear as I didn’t know how to allow myself to mourn, how to feel grieve; I played at all this. Crashing to the bottom is a blessing as it has allowed me to engage with my full potential. Allowing me to be me for the first time that I can remember.

My yoyoing of my emotions, I assume, was myself wanting to get to the place of safety above the glass floor, only to realise the floor wasn’t there and I crashed back down. It was only when I let go of trying to escape that things settled. I may have a head start with some of you reading this as I’ve been doing energy work for some years, once I was settled I could do some work on myself and asked for help from other colleagues. Each one brought something different to help me, each was timely and a timely benefit to me.

In hindsight, though it was only a few weeks ago, I’ve needed this crash for sometime, to smash my glass floor and ceiling to allow me to develop further in my energy work, I was holding myself back at the very beginning when i discovered energy work and throughout my other careers. I’ve read, done the training, understood the concepts, what was missing was embedding what I’d learnt into my soul; being it instead of, what I’ve done for years, doing it. There is a huge difference between being and doing, many people have tried the tell and teach me without success. I simply wasn’t ready to listen, I needed to crash and live it.

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