Yesterday someone assumed I was about 19 or 20 years old.
For people who can only see through their conditioned lenses and cannot actually allow themselves to FEEL us, millions of different assumptions can be made.
Maybe they think I’m immature, or incompetent, or homosexual, or crazy, or foolish, or irresponsible, or a hipster, or a new age guy, or a spoiled brat, or a homeless person, or an entitled millennial, or just another a victimized “poor me” perspective.
So many ideas we place on each other, perhaps inconvenient to the projectee but always disempowering to the projector.
This particular person withheld trust in my competency, even as one of the world’s foremost experts in rapid trauma completion, simply because of my appearance.
It serves me as an automatic filtering system for attracting those who are ready to question their beliefs, and repelling those who aren’t. Sometimes I feel sad when I repel those who my wounding desires to attract, but it’s more important for the laws of the universe to stay intact
If you’ve ever seen paintings of Krishna or Shiva they have Blue Skin, props, and decor. They do not look “normal”. They are very specific expressions of a particular frequency which manifests as ‘style’. Perhaps many would find it hard to trust someone with blue skin (though an Electric Blue aura is what is actually represents). Great masters have interesting looks ranging from childlike, to already dead, to the opposite of the gender they embody, eccentric, or even hyper ‘ordinary’ to almost a laughable degree.
When someone embodies great power, it’s naturally triggering for a lot of people. Energetically it’s along the lines of “They should be punished for standing out!”
Every soul has its own innate style. There is no right or wrong.
For me this means I get to play with yoga pants, face paints, facial/head hair. It means I can be naked, or in very plain clothes, or even a bit dirty and not have any impact on my self-image.
My reason for posting this is to remind you of your right to play with your identity, and ‘fitting in’ is never going to be the answer.