A Little Late to be Taking the Red Pill

Today a writing group I am in met. It is an amazing convergence of seven women and me, some of us having been involved in this group now for ten years. We share from our souls, and it is obvious from our writing that we are each profoundly unique expressions of one Spirit. We are grateful for the gift we are to each other.

The title of my two-page piece was A Little Late to be Taking the Red Pill.  You can download it as a PDF file if you are interested. Here is the prologue…

“A few days ago a Pathwork friend of mine laughingly referred to aspects of waking up into higher states of consciousness as ‘taking the red pill.’  This reference was from the 1999 movie The Matrix, and while I had seen it long ago I had not quite gotten it. My friend’s reference intrigued me so I looked into it on Wikapedia and found: Borrowing from the movie, the terms blue pill and red pill have become a popular metaphor for the choice between the blissful ignorance of illusion (blue) and embracing the sometimes painful truth of reality (red).” Once one takes the red pill and breaks the illusion, that is, breaks the matrix, one cannot go back to living in illusion, or living in the matrix of our conditioned, patterned, mostly unconscious world of beliefs and images that have framed and often become the basis of our worldview and entire life. I now have a better understanding of what my Pathwork friend was talking about.”

The body of my writing begins from there.  And my writing was just another version of the stories told in the writings of each of the other seven in the group. I feel blessed by each member of this group, and by their writing.  As one of the group said, “Writing is a significant part of my spiritual practice, it is how I discover who I am, it is how I wake up and stay awake.” I say “Amen.”  I see clearly that writing these blog postings is part of my spiritual practice.

Blessings to you.