Recently my sister sent me a photo of her and I as kids. I had not seen this photo before and when I looked at it, something about it made me come to an abrupt halt. What struck me so forcibly was seeing how naturally loose and relaxed our bodies were. There is an exquisite lightness and natural ease that seems to flow through both of us.
When I look at that photo now, my body remembers exactly what it was feeling at the time. Firstly, I was upside down and my whole body delighted in being upside down; it also loved to spin, jump, run, tumble and roll.
The climbing frame that we are on was made by my Dad out of branches and my hands and feet knew every single inch of that climbing frame. Just behind the climbing frame was a compost heap; my nose still remembers the rich, mulchy smell of warm, decomposing grass. Next to the compost heap was Dad’s shed, which was an intriguing place that smelt of creosote.
My body still holds the memory of the stiff bolt that had to be worked free in order to get in amongst the wheelbarrow and tools. Next to the shed was an enchanting willow tree, whose bendy branches draped right down to the ground, making a giant skirt of slim tough leaves. Another world existed when we went under the skirt of leaves and into the tent of the tree. My body was as supple and natural as the thin young branches of the willow tree.
Somewhere in the garden, Tommy the tortoise was hiding. I delighted in trying to spot his smooth patterned shell and ancient shrivelled neck. When I watched him eat, my eyes were riveted by the sight of his strange lipless mouth, grinding up lettuce. To this day, my body still recalls a feeling of timelessness when I hear a plane high up in the summer sky or the sound of neighbours mowing their gardens at the weekend.
I lived life from my body; my senses were what connected me to life. Life and I were one and the same. Life was simple, life was joyous, life was harmonious and life was very, very easy. I never thought twice about the fact that I loved life. This is how life was for me up until I was 9 years old.
At the age of 9, my family moved from a small village in North Yorkshire to Watford, a major town not far from London. We swapped the countryside that I played in for major roads and a lot of traffic. That in itself was not enough to change how I felt about life, but it was coupled with a difficult transition into a new school and it is how I chose to react to the challenges that presented themselves that set me on a completely different tack.
The children in my new school were very different to the friends that I had left. Despite the fact that we were all only 9 years old, many of them had already hardened and become aggressive. My sensitive body felt assaulted when it heard the F or C word and it reeled from the animosity that was directed at me and others. This was the first time in my life that I can remember feeling emotional pain in my body. I felt like I was being suffocated from the inside and I was at a loss as to know what to do with the pain.
My reaction was to actively choose to change the way that I was being. My body hardened as I pretended that I was not hurt by what was going on. I tried to fit in and please others, I tried to fly under the radar. The ironic part is that if had I chosen to keep being the real me, then I wouldn’t have needed any protection at all because it’s impossible to hurt an open heart.
But alas, I left the Land of the Real Me and went walkabout in the Land of Who I Was Not. My walkabout lasted nearly forty years. It seems that once I left The Land of the Real Me, I also lost sight of who I was and so chose an array of different images to inhabit. For all intents and purposes, I became as authentic as a hologram.
Weary and exhausted, I arrived on the doorstep of Serge Benhayon and the teachings of The Ageless Wisdom. The profound teachings that Serge Benhayon presents have supported me to re-connect back to my body and I am beginning to feel like the beautiful, willowy child that I once was.
I have come to understand that it is through our connection to our bodies that we re-member who we are. By re-uniting with my body, I have been re-united with myself and by re-uniting with myself, I have been re-united with the connection to God that I knew in my body as a child.
‘Thanks,’ even if ‘heartfelt,’ is not in any way sufficient as an expression of my gratitude to Serge Benhayon for being all that he is and all that he brings.
By Alexis Stewart, partner of an amazing man, mum of a stunning boy, dedicated student of The Way of The Livingness, care worker, yoga teacher
Further Reading:
Listening to Your Body
I Found Observing My Body Is A Great Support
Listening To My Body and Honouring My Feelings
The Truth about Serge Benhayon 
“I felt like I was being suffocated from the inside and I was at a loss as to know what to do with the pain.” Losing the freedom and innocence of being a young child is as if you are no longer breathing your own breath but conforming to a confusing array of expected behaviours.
‘I lived life from my body’. This is the quote I am embracing today, realising how profound and exquisitely simple life is when I am connected to my body. And this is something that I know can deepen and become richer each day.
“I lived life from my body; my senses were what connected me to life. Life and I were one and the same. Life was simple, life was joyous, life was harmonious and life was very, very easy. I never thought twice about the fact that I loved life.” – Most of us get to experience this beauty and simplicity in life at a young age, so long as we have not been tampered with in any way. And then as we grow up from there, we begin to get affected by life and the conditioning of society and the expectations and demands to function rather than be. And to fit in most of us take this on, burying our essence and natural qualities under layer upon layer of ideals and beliefs and conditioning. To undo this is one of our greatest blessings so that we can access our essence again and br free to live life in its true sense and remind others of the same.
Connecting with our bodies is vital, ‘it is through our connection to our bodies that we re-member who we are. By re-uniting with my body, I have been re-united with myself and by re-uniting with myself, I have been re-united with the connection to God that I knew in my body as a child.’
The abuse of children directed towards other children isn’t really a topic we take seriously, “They are just kids being kids” or “boys being boys” but this story got me reflecting on how many adults in the world are disconnected from their true selves because of the abuse they experienced from other kids in school. And honestly, how have we allowed such precious youngsters to become abusers? What tensions and distresses do kids carry that aren’t being discussed that leads to them to abuse other kids and become bullying? And how are family life and the education system, amongst other things, leading to this behaviour? It’s so very unnatural for kids to be abusive yet it’s become so normal – it’s disturbing really if you think about it. We are not born abusers.
Well said Melinda, we are not born abusers, but something happens that then leads to the very child that was born super tender, to choose to disconnect from this and allow abuse through them.
Our understanding of God and our reconnection to God is what we are all looking for and should be sought at every opportunity.
It is my experience also that words are indeed forceful and can hurt us in the same way perhaps more than physical blows. I too remember my first days of high school and feeling the aggressive and abusive language and bullying behaviour that was thrown around and the impact this had on my body at the time.
“There is an exquisite lightness and natural ease that seems to flow through both of us.” The beauty is that we can always return to this natural state of being, that it is never lost, that we know the truth deep down.
Some parents, disconnected from the wonders of childhood years, begin to slowly encroach this blessed space and pollute it by entering children into talent competitions, wanting them to become models, singers. dancers and sport achievers. All designed to gain recognition, rather than simply relate to children for who they are and let them be themselves. This constant pull on children to be somewhere other than their true and natural selves is a dark force that destroys the magic of childhood.
The magic of childhood is something we remember fondly, ‘Life was simple, life was joyous, life was harmonious and life was very, very easy. I never thought twice about the fact that I loved life.’
We are amazing as young children, just being our true self, ‘once I left The Land of the Real Me, I also lost sight of who I was and so chose an array of different images to inhabit.’
Our bodies are forever guiding us through life with amazing wisdom and truth, it seems crazy that we ever chose to disconnect from this quality.
We naturally live life from our bodies when young, ‘I lived life from my body; my senses were what connected me to life.’
It’s so common to hear people say about children “I wish they would stay like that forever.” Well, why can’t we? It’s a good question to ask, to ponder and reflect on, and have conversations about because we seem to have accepted the loss of the beauty of childhood as a normal part of adulthood, even though it makes more sense to continue living as who we naturally were born as. I know a young lady in her 20’s that is still living how I remember her as a child, she is a beautiful and very bright light in this world openly expressing all that she is – imagine the world if we were all supported to be our natural selves no matter our age? This is so worth investigating and exploring. Surely it’s a basic human right to be nurtured to remain who we innately are as we grow.
We think and learn that we have to adjust to our environment but in truth we need not change for anyone or anything but bless the world when we simply live what we know is to be true and loving.
Beautifully Esther. We “bless the world when we simply live what we know is to be true and loving”
We give up on our real self, in order to try and fit in, but does it really work, ‘I tried to fit in and please others, I tried to fly under the radar.’
Yes it is from the body that we know ourselves. But I noticed it is only when I am in stillness and surrender I get this feeling of knowing myself from my body, like I felt as a child when I could feel life all around me. When I am stressed or tensed this is also felt in my body but then I don’t feel like myself. Yet for many I think this tension has become their marker of themselves instead of truly being in our body.
Our bodies are naturally a part of the Universe and so when they are simply left alone to be themselves, we feel that connection to the all that is. But stress, tension, anxiety, elation and even happiness all bring the body out of it’s natural state and therefore prevent us from feeling the connection that we can feel to a deeper aspect of ourselves.
Serge Benhayon is unique in my experience in that he reminds us of who we are by showing us how to connect with that being within. He doesn’t do it for us, for no one can do that, but through his wisdom and the therapies and tools he has offered the world, we can now do that for ourselves.
Yes. It is in relationship with my body that I realise the being within. And supported by all that Serge has shared know that it is through my body that the truth about life and the universe is revealed.
When I was young I spent most of my time with the rest of my sisters and brother outdoors, we built camps made fires and ran wild in the summer holidays. Oh! to be free of the restrictions, rules and regulations of school. There was a sense of never ending magic to the holidays. But slowly ever so slowly all the magic gets eroded away as the expectations of school, family and life take over and we accept the straight jacket that society expects everyone to wear. In effect we become robot of life. Is it any wonder we use drugs, alcohol, really anything to check out of a life we are all expected to participate in but actually hate at the same time.
Life doesn’t have to be the way that we’ve made it. We can choose a completely different life by changing the choices that we make as individuals, which then collectively make up the life that we all experience.
We can make different choices, ‘had I chosen to keep being the real me, then I wouldn’t have needed any protection at all because it’s impossible to hurt an open heart.’
You describe the wonders of childhood so well Alexis, or could we say the wonders of life – that don’t ever disappear we just temporarily stop seeing the wonder–fullness around us.
I feel more playful than I have in many years, simply by letting go of the hurts that I had allowed to keep me away from myself.
When we invite our inner child to be felt we move with a spring in our step and a smile in our heart.
A dear friend of mine song last year: ‘true love doesn’t hurt and opens up your heart’. And you can’t hurt an open heart. It is the most powerful protection of all, whereas we think we have to protect ourselves by closing our hearts.
I love that picture of you and your sister, Alexis. Almost palpable how at ease and surrendered you are in your bodies and also with each other. Confirming that a strong body connecting supports the connection with another and how telling it is whether people, friends, family or a couple are at ease in their own body when in connection with the other.
‘I have come to understand that it is through our connection to our bodies that we re-member who we are.’ Spot on Alexis, it is interesting then that coffee and sugar intake is on the increase as I know whenever I have sugar immediately I can feel the disconnection to my body and a foggy feeling in my head.
There is great innocence and calm in the sweet memories of a joy filled and playful childhood, and this is of course what every child deserves. But I can’t help feeling that, although this is nice and sweet and beautiful, we as people also need in equal measure to be aware of the most harshest realities of life, so that we do not get attached to this place, so that we do not try to create Eden here on earth, and instead choose to see this life for what it is and have no illusions as to the depths of its misery. What that difficult life lesson has taught you is more precious and valuable than any classroom could every pass on because you learnt about hurt, the most beautiful gift of all.
There’s no truth in hurt, it’s simply part of the set up to keep us away from the truth.
How beautiful to be reminded of how we felt as a child – connected and living from the body first. This is a great point of reflection to know that we can feel everything and it is simply our choice to say yes to this. The body always tells the truth, and so honouring and living from it is saying yes to truth.
Our bodies always know… We just need to listen.
Our mind can concoct any story it likes to tell and believe, but our body is the maker of truth and it registers everything – including all the lies it got exposed to, and sometimes it brings up things we would rather forget, but the deeper we connect, the truer and the grander and more magnificent the feeling of ‘I’ gets until it becomes ‘us’ .
I absolutely love this Fumiyo “the deeper we connect, the truer and the grander and more magnificent the feeling of ‘I’ gets until it becomes ‘us’ “. Because the absolute truth of the matter is that there is no I and one day even the ‘collective us’ will dissolve and there will be only one God standing resplendent.
What a beautiful comment Fumiyo, thank you.
There is a well of beauty to (re-) connect to. Going there opens the door to go anywhere.
It is like the door of the wardrobe into Narnia – literally everything opens up the moment we reconnect to the love and divinity that we are.
Loving the phrase ‘The Land of the Real Me’ and how you have shared we cannot get hurt with an open heart .. now that is a discussion that is deeply needed. Also what struck me with this is the absolute importance in being able to express how we feel and not feel we have to toughen or harden up to get through life. I wonder if you talked with your parents in how you were feeling and if you did if you talked with them enough! Perhaps this photo being sent to you was a confirmation of how after 40 years of being tough and hard you have returned to the Land of the Real You. It just goes to show it is never to late to return to our truth and how the world is currently set up to take us away from the truth of who we are.
Vicky, in answer to your question did I speak with my parents enough about how much I was struggling with the move, I was very aware that my Mum and my sister were also struggling and so held back in how much I shared with them, to avoid making things harder for them.
Alexis, I have read a few of your blogs now and I am such a fan. I love the way you write. You are a natural storyteller who tells powerful, relatable, engaging and wise stories. This line was a standout – “Life and I were one and the same”. Well done to return to the Land of the Real You, where life and you are one of the same. No hardening to protect ourselves from life, when we are life.
Sarah your words are deeply appreciated, thank you.
Ditto Sarah I feel exactly the same as you in loving how Alexis expresses and is a natural storyteller.
Awesome reminder that we are life – to be it, in it, around it, at one with it, is our natural way of being. It’s only our deviation from this, separating from who we are by a multitude of distractions and decisions to stuff down what we can feel, that causes any issues. When we’re honest about who we are and living who we know ourselves to be, life and we feel full to the brim, and then some.
How poignant this is Alexis. Very few people remain true to walking with connected to the truth of themselves and can be deeply lost in roles and images for aeons. Serge Benhayon’s presentations have been key and my inspiration to place my feet firmly back onto the Path of Return, away from the Land of Who I am not.
‘”But alas, I left the Land of the Real Me and went walkabout in the Land of Who I Was Not. My walkabout lasted nearly forty years. It seems that once I left The Land of the Real Me, I also lost sight of who I was and so chose an array of different images to inhabit”.
This transition seems to happen to all of us – acquiring the means, which can be hardness, to manage to live in the world. It may also have happened in the first place but perhaps a little more slowly.
It feels as if a lot of illness and disease would not exist if we chose to stay connected to our bodies, our bodies hold so much truth and wisdom it seems crazy that we ever want to disconnect from this.
Very true Anna. It would be almost impossible for so many illnesses and diseases to get past their initial stages if we were living in connection with our bodies because we would feel the start of them and therefore have the choice and the ability to do something about it. But because we are almost totally preoccupied with distorting the messages that our body is sending us, then we either scramble or completely drown out what it’s saying in a bid to continue with our charade of life. We’re paying a heavy price to keep the illusion going and there will come a time when we question whether or not it’s worth it.
And what I appreciate most is that regardless of how long we have been away in the land of who we are not, the land of the real us is always only just a step away.
I love this, for how can we claim to know God if we do not know God from within first? And how can we ignore and pretend that God doesn’t exist when we knew of his absolute existence when we were children? It goes to show, no doubt there is a game at play and while the game is being played we are living disconnected from our body and hence from who we truly are.
Our bodies experience life, and in their openness we are open on life … when we harden we loose our ability to truly interact with life and become a shell of how we are, until we’re reminded to let go and come back, as shown here and then once again we open up to life.
Well said Monica. Our bodies are indeed part of the fabric of life, it’s just that most of the time we’re not able to feel the innate oneness that we have with life because we are behaving in such a way that makes our bodies stand out in relief from the living backdrop that they are a natural part of.
I have experienced that playful freedom that I had as a child now as an adult and it’s so beautiful. Thank God for Serge Benhayon showing how we can live in that joy as an adult and not be lost in hurts.
Me too Leigh, the playfullness is awesome the more we allow it. It is like my whole body lets go of all the stress and strain I have put it under and simply is allowed to be. Just like a child does not care what other people think why should I as an adult put what others think of me as a focus – it makes no sense yet is something most of us do and put our image and the way others perceive us above everything else.
The playful, joyful inner child never goes away but can get buried in the compost heap of all we dump onto it.
The sound and smells are different for me but this one sentence highlights the power of the senses to evoke memories. Some wonderful, some not. So are we at the mercy of these memory invoking things? I suggest that we are not and that by developing a steady, conscious and consistent relationship of connection with our body in the present, we will be less likely to be thrown into the past and the emotions we felt at the time, but are able to observe the memories without getting sucked in.
Yes, to just know what happened. It can still be joyful though.
‘I lived life from my body; my senses were what connected me to life. Life and I were one and the same. Life was simple, life was joyous, life was harmonious and life was very, very easy. I never thought twice about the fact that I loved life. This is how life was for me up until I was 9 years old’. Wow, this just stops me in my tracks, as a reminder of just how easy life can be when we are connected with our bodies – life is not meant to be a struggle – which it was for me and in which I realise I created with my choice to close down my innocence and feeling ability. My life has turned around since I have allowed myself to feel and express what it is I am feeling!
You are so spot on Alexis about the bodies of children: ‘Recently my sister sent me a photo of her and I as kids. I had not seen this photo before and when I looked at it, something about it made me come to an abrupt halt. What struck me so forcibly was seeing how naturally loose and relaxed our bodies were. There is an exquisite lightness and natural ease that seems to flow through both of us.’ It is amazing to look back at photos and feel the bubbling joy, the beauty of the bodies we were given and then observe what we have done to them
What flowed through our bodies so effortlessly as kids was the consciousness of God and that consciousness is available to us equally as adults, it’s just that we have configured our bodies in such a way, so as to bar it’s entry and instead invite a far inferior energetic consciousness to step right in and have it’s marauding way.
So simple and beautiful that when we reconnect to our bodies, we reconnect to ourselves, our Souls, and God, or the universe.
“it is through our bodies that we re-member who we truly are” this is beautiful in several ways but what sticks out for me right now is the feeling of remembering. We are never not who we truly are we simply have expressed something differently for so long that we have forgotten what has been and still is there all along.
Well said.
Thank you Alexis for this beautiful walk through your childhood. I can feel somewhere in me those memories are awakened by your story, showing how we all hold an imprint of who we are, no matter at what age we started from it and we can find and reconnect to it through our bodies, even more so when a lived connection is offered as a reflection.
It’s not possible for any of us to not have the truth of who we are deep within our bodies.
When I look back Alexis there are so many differences to where I am now and what I naturally felt as a child. I was so engaged with life and delighting in and exploring nature fully, I simply enjoyed myself. As an adult I am much more closed and less able to come out of my inner world to engage and enjoy life with that same freedom. It’s s good marker to have from childhood to remind me of my true and natural way, but it also says a lot about the various difficulties we can face in life that can lead to us leaving our essence and eventually living in a completely unnatural way.
Melinda your use of the word ‘unnatural’ is spot on for how life has become for most adults. The unfortunate thing is, that this unnatural way of being has become so normal for most of us that we don’t even consider questioning it.
Life is so much simpler when we stay connected to the body as everything can be seen and felt for what it is, rather than the mind second guessing life and taking us further into uncertainty and complication.
The mind reminds me of the child catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, it lures us in with false promises only to slam the door shut behind us. The body provides the key to freedom.
I can relate to moving schools as my father was in the army. Every time we moved going to a new school got harder and harder, or so I thought, but these days I am more than capable of being sent to new venues for work at a drop of a hat.
Julie what a gorgeous reflection of the solidness that you now have with your connection to yourself.
‘I have come to understand that it is through our connection to our bodies that we re-member who we are.’ This awareness and understanding is revelatory Alexis.
so it is Jenny and it is because of the understanding that, ‘we remember who we are through our connection to our bodies’ that leads to yet another understanding and that is that the world is purposefully and maliciously set up to interfere with our connection to our bodies. Life is a constant onslaught of distractions, designed specifically to make it nigh on impossible to connect and then stay connected to our bodies, the purpose being to delay our return to soul. Such an evil and futile exercise, because delay is all that can be achieved (not that the word ‘achievement’ is truly correct in this context), because we can never be permanently prevented from re-uniting with our souls, it’s simply a matter of when.
We all have questions we need to ask, for most of us will see the freedom of our light supple bodies in photos of ourselves as children. So why is it that most adults have tight, tense, broken bodies? It is not just age, but very much about how we choose to live in and move our bodies. Each moment we brace ourselves and essentially twist up our bodies to prevent feeling the hurts in our world, we are changing and reconfiguring the beauty of our free young bodies. And so begins a life of protection and bracing, along with many emotional issues that seem unresolved. Whilst this maybe the reality of adult life, it is not true and because of this fact, we can reclaim the beauty of our essence as Alexis has.
The belief that childhood and adulthood are somehow separate and mutually exclusive plays a significant role in how resigned we are to be in adult bodies that don’t feel very good. This erroneous belief is also responsible for our acceptance of illness and injury as simply being an expected part of ‘getting older’. If we lived the truth of ageing Leigh, as you have so rightly disclosed, which is that we have bodies that reflect the way that we choose live and move, then we would suddenly all sit up and take much more notice and responsibility of our choices.
The way early childhood is described here is timeless. It denotes to me a sense of holding so that what was felt could, and has been reconnected with. A point of truth in our ever increasingly intense world that brings perspective to our lives. That supports one to again choose the sense of timeless to be a part of our foundation of how we live as adults.
Two things the body never does 1) Lies and 2) Forgets.
Our bodies really do remember all of our choices and reflect those back to us in so many ways. Illness and disease are at the extreme end of it, but on the same spectrum, way before we get to illness and disease, is how we move in our every day: are we moving in past patterns of contraction, constriction, witholding and unsure of ourselves, or is there a freedom and lightness to our movements – an open dialogue where we register what we feel, and aren’t afraid to let it out and be all of ourselves?
What it basically boils down to is whether we are moving with God or without God.
My mum gave me some old photo albums just recently of when i was a young girl not only did it bring me great joy to see and feel my ease and love for nature in the photo’s but it also allowed me to appreciate just how much more I have re-connected to my joy, playfulness and ease within my body once more. Our bodies hold all the wisdom we could ever require and once we listen to it we can choose to move, from it’s truth and respect the responsibility held within.
Your description of your childhood is so so familiar to me Alexis in its energetic experience, and even in some of the detail (like the drumming of a plane in the sky, the smell of people mowing their lawns in midsummer, as well as the willow tree forming its graceful tent where you could play. I too remember that magical state. It is very understandable that it was a shock for you to be faced with your new rough school and busy town full of traffic. My first real shock was at 13 – as a girl guide, we had to go once a week to hospital and feed elderly ladies who were dying, as part of our community service. The smell of the mashed pumpkin and hospital made me feel sick, and even worse for me, was the sight of all these tubes going in and out of bodies. Many years later in a brilliant session with Curtis Benhayon, I realised that I had an image of the way the world should be and had reacted to this scenario at the hospital which wasn’t part of the ‘image’ of a nice world that I had created to protect myself. Though apparently tiny, this realisation was a huge step in my road to Acceptance and the ability to be able to observe without judging.
Ah, the ‘ability to be able to observe without judging’, such an easy thing to say and even to understand but my word it’s a hard one to put into practice. So many of us seem to peer out from behind our two eyes and rate each other and the world according to ‘us’ and this most of us do so constantly, that it has become an unnoticed narrative. I am aware however of the correlation between how individual I feel and therefore how easily I am able to see others as separate from me and as a result, judge them; as opposed to when I feel part of The One Life that sustains us all and as a result, feel that everyone else is also an equal part of the same One life and hence naturally not going into judgement, because what I am seeing the most is our similarities and not our differences.
As soon as I feel myself veering into the dangerous terrain of judgment I immediately come back to my body and feel my heart and raise the awareness on that! The move then flows and only appreciation of the other can occur.
Lyndy I’m gonna give it a go, thanks for sharing.
What comes to me as I read this comment is that there is no hard ship in being light, bright and powerful if we fully appreciate and accept our own selves, but most importantly connect with how important it is for our troubled world to see a woman who is thriving, tender, graceful and full of joy. This takes away any struggle with judgement either that which we may let in or that which is coming from another, as both are completely transformed by our essence and our choice to let this be seen in our world.
What a beautiful photo , so full of life .
Imbued by the body of God.
The photo of you and your sister hanging upside down speaks volumes of a way of life that seems to be to be consigned to the history books. Observing the children today it feels to me that, the body’s way of being loose limbed has gone to be replaced with an underlying wariness and hardness. To me Children seem to be deprived of a natural innocent childhood instead technology has taken over, I feel we have lost our way when we deprive our children of their childhood.
By corrupting our bodies, we corrupt the people. By resurrecting our bodies, we ultimately resurrect God.
Although the body holds the exact feeling of how it felt, it also has an enormous capacity to over-run it and to cement a pattern of movement that we have chosen to perpetuate the impact of the hurts we got in the way.
Our bodies are obedient to the energy that comes through them.
‘I have come to understand that it is through our connection to our bodies that we re-member who we are. By re-uniting with my body, I have been re-united with myself and by re-uniting with myself, I have been re-united with the connection to God that I knew in my body as a child.’ Beautiful Alexis.
It’s almost like it’s an accepted reality that we loose our sweetness, our natural joy and vivacity for life as we progress from childhood to adulthood – but what if this wasn’t necessary and what if it could never really truly be lost?
I agree Meg, I believed for such a long time that the feelings that we had as kids were assigned to childhood alone. I thought that it was a biological thing that as adults we felt denser and more congested. It is only since returning to the lightness of my childhood that I have dissolved this myth.
I love that no matter what happens to us, our bodies are there ready and waiting for us to connect to them when we choose, and that when we embrace life lived through our bodies we become at one with life and stop fighting it, we live in the rhythm and flow of life, (something we all did as children) and it’s awesome to re-find as an adult.
I love this blog Alexis, as it reminds me, every time I read it, to come back to the body and feel what it is communicating to me in the moment.
Which Kathleen, is the key to life.
Beautiful to have this awareness, ‘I have come to understand that it is through our connection to our bodies that we re-member who we are. By re-uniting with my body, I have been re-united with myself and by re-uniting with myself, I have been re-united with the connection to God that I knew in my body as a child.’ Wonderful that you are now claiming this.
What you share in this blog would be great to share with children, they could then be aware and talk to people about this instead of frequently feeling alone and isolated, ‘ if I had chosen to keep being the real me, then I wouldn’t have needed any protection at all because it’s impossible to hurt an open heart.’
For quite some years I have heard Serge Benhayon presenting that through being in the body and living in the body we connect back to our essence and to God. That in itself is simple. But what is not simple, as it appeared for me, is that when we have been living from our heads for a long time to live from the body once again. It takes dedication and time, to reconnect to our focus back to the body. But it starts with a choice to live that way once again, and before this choice there is a knowing that is a true way to live a life like that. Now after 8 years of being student of the teachings of Serge Benhayon, I realize how much I am still living not from my body. That honesty is needed to take my living from the body to a deeper level.
Thanks Alexis for making accessible what it feels like living from the body, something we all have experienced before.
An open heart can feel hurt but it cannot be affected, as love is our biggest protection against anything that is not love. That should be primary teaching for all children.
Hurts are things we’ve fabricated in order to not feel the truth.
Living life from the body, you make it very tangible Alexis the picture showing it all. I have also drifted very very far away from living that way. And once we start living from our heads, from our protections, life does not seem to flow any more. Thanks to Serge Benhayon I am making a very conscious choice every day to make life about being in the body, breaking the way of living in my head.
‘I lived life from my body; my senses were what connected me to life. Life and I were one and the same. Life was simple, life was joyous, life was harmonious and life was very, very easy. I never thought twice about the fact that I loved life.’ How gorgeous Alexis,and this is the place that we return to, to regain our natural clairsentience.
“By re-uniting with my body, I have been re-united with myself and by re-uniting with myself, I have been re-united with the connection to God that I knew in my body as a child.” What a joy it is to re-unite with oneself and the gateway for this is through and with the body. Thank you Serge Benhayon for showing us the way and Alexis for sharing this so beautifully.
Whatever happened when I was young? I remember having a lot of fun, pictures showing a very joyful boy that radiated. I discovered that also jealousy made me withdraw, and made me contract in such away that my body adjusted to this way of living. The impact of not dealing with jealousy at work.
Beautiful picture of the Land of the Real Me, Alexis. Something I can really connect to as it triggers memories like I used to live and a feeling that is still inside me. I know it can be lived again, so, just like you, with the teachings of Serge Benhayon, with loving discipline I am working to returning to this Land of the Real Me once again. Not to change who I am, but to let go of what I am not.
That is also what I experienced so much while studying with Universal Medicine.
The re-Union with myself through the re-Union with my body And there is when we can feel God.
Give or take a few details, the essence of what was described in your early childhood was what I also experienced. In fact, one of the houses I lived in part time had a turtle and every day after school I would play in the backyard looking for Smiler the turtle, making sure he knew that he couldn’t hide from me. When I would find him, I would pick him up like a hamburger and pretend to eat him and he would tuck his head and feet in. I was free and life was about fun and adventure. Then at about age 10 I began to observer my older sister becoming a teenager and was exposed to what the world was ‘really like’. I realised that I had to change who I was if I wanted to be liked and get a boyfriend. That I had to act and look a certain way to get attention. In this, my innocence was lost and I began my false path to try and fit in. Now, all these years later, I am blessed to be free of trying to be cool and fit in and it is not because I grew out of it, as I see plenty of people my age still engaged with the world in this way. The reason I am able to embrace my inner child and have fun again without drugs or alcohol is because I found The Way of the Livingness. This teaching invites all to remember the child inside and celebrates the heart and the freedom it holds!
Love it Sarah. By reading it you revoke memories of how I used to live, who I am, and what is still there underneath all these patterns and ingrained behaviors which I so clearly know I am not. The Way of the Livingness and its teachings that helps me a lot.
What a lovely sharing Alexis. It is so tangible how you felt and lived as child. Beautifully written, underlined with the photo that radiates joy from the body. I too am returning to this joy which I vaguely remember as a child, and that is hard work, as the seriousness, hardness and protection is deeply ingrained but very worthwhile.
I too recall moments of ‘timelessness’ as a child with the sound of the lawnmower in the background, or a plane passing overhead. I love that feeling, that feeling of being and belonging to nothing in this world, yet knowing that everything matters, and I still cherish those moments when they happen.
Ingrid, I love the way you describe your early childhood years. We get to feel you as you explore the world around you – everything seen, felt and connected. To reclaim yourself after losing you will inspire others to know it’s never too late to begin again.
I love the freedom, the flow, the connection and joy that is shared here in Alexis’s childhood. I look around the world today and I very rarely see this level of ‘self’ in todays children. Yes there are some who have it and absolutely shine with it, but there are way too many that are already living lives of anxiety, depression and checking out from their families, schools and society. This is not normal and is something that we all need to hold high in our awareness as each of us holds the link back to joy – through claiming our own and living it again, as shared by Alexis.
“My sensitive body felt assaulted when it heard the F or C word and it reeled from the animosity that was directed at me and others.” I love this sentence as it brings so clearly to the fore how tough and rough we have all become to endure and live with the words we use day in day out. And yet we have all once been as sensitive as you describe.
So many of us have left that innocence and sensitivity behind as we grew up, meeting Serge Benhayon has been allowing myself and others as you show in this blog to return to our true self.
“By re-uniting with my body, I have been re-united with myself and by re-uniting with myself, I have been re-united with the connection to God that I knew in my body as a child.” Beautiful Alexis. Reconnecting with our body – what could be simpler? And how many of us – including myself – so often ignore its messages?
Being that we all have a body, one would imagine that connecting to it would be easy, but alas it’s not. There is a consciousness that is dedicated to doing all that it can to hamper our ability to connect with our bodies. What this has resulted in, is a world that is primarily geared up to distorting our connection with ourselves and this we have come to call ‘life’.
Thank you Alexis for a beautiful sharing of reuniting with yourself and God by reconnecting to your body. Staying connected to our bodies all the time is not that easy. So often I get carried away by my thoughts, but when I choose to stop connect to my body and just breath I feel a beautiful warmth and steadiness within, feeling the true me and my connection to the divine.
Jill the reason why most people find it difficult to connect with their bodies, is because the world has been purposefully set up to make it hard for us to stay connected to our bodies. The pranic consciousness that is layered over the top of life’s natural fiery consciousness is designed to way lay us in our return to soul and it does a very good job. I feel to add however, that ‘way lay’ is all it’s able to do because it can never actually sever our connection to God, our connection to God remains a constant, even if we can’t actively feel it.
I can still connect to that feeling every time I choose to be with my body… true I’ve found more distractions as I’ve got older, but at the same time I deeply value that feeling of being in my body, the beating of my heart, the pulse in my hands, the warmth throughout. So natural and easily available any time.
The body is the vehicle through which we live, and whether we acknowledge it or not, it offers us great insights every day.
Beautifully said Heather – it is for us simply to tune into the messages and listen to the body so that we can best benefit from the simplest and most powerful connection to nature, and thus the wisdom of the universe.
Melinda children are our true teachers but what’s devastating to feel is that rather than listen to their unabridged wisdom, we squash and compress them into contorted shapes to meet and suit our warped interpretation of life. It’s nothing short of a travesty.
Thanks Alexis, delightful to read your blog again. As a kid I met life with gusto exploring everything and not holding back, and particularly enjoying being me in my body – boy, doesn’t that change as we grow up, and often before we hit double figures. Children are our true teachers because they live in way we need to learn to return to.
Melinda children are our true teachers but what’s devastating to feel is that rather than listen to their unabridged wisdom, we squash and compress them into contorted shapes to meet and suit our warped interpretation of life. It’s nothing short of a travesty.
I re-lived your experiences as I read your blog Alexis, just so many memories of my own mixed with yours. Why is it we jump to anothers rhythm when we feel ill-at-ease in a new environment? How wonderful to have found your way home.
I was looking at some recent photos taken of me running a race with my grandson and his friend. The joy on our faces from playing that simple game was just bursting out of the photos. I allowed myself to have fun with them rather than standing back and leaving them to it. Lots of adults seem to hold themselves back from being playful. When did life become so serious?