When we say Yes to our own unravelling (over and above any personal hopes and dreams) we are calling for the rewinding and unwinding of our personal story.

The Ground of Being is the Source from which all manifestation arises. Like a diamond it’s multi-faceted and like a sphere it’s eternal. Each spark of consciousness arises from this radiant light as a unique expression and therein lies the possibility of Self-forgetfulness. Inherent within creation is the potential to become so captivated by form that the formless is forgotten. This core misperception is a wound in and of itself because there’s nothing more painful than losing sight of All That Is; and so begins the story of separation. The beauty of this is that only through perceived disconnection can we experience the Great Homecoming. Only through forgetfulness can we remember Who We Truly Are.

Every expression is completely divine and utterly unique. However, in the state of Self-forgetfulness this expression becomes less and less natural and more and more conditioned. The Great Expanse dreams itself into limitation and contraction. In this loss of contact (with Source) a distortion field is created. Over time and over our life-time(s) these layers accumulate until we’re so far out in the matrix of our own making that our very Being is eclipsed by the story we’ve woven.

Although the stories are diverse, they’re all born of this belief in separation. The Great Homecoming is the unwinding of this story, which manifests as a retracing of our steps as we revisit every misunderstanding until no more fear remains. Everything that was ever exiled, forgotten or cast into shadow will be met, acknowledged and seen to be what it truly is. Like Hansel and Gretel following the breadcrumbs, it’s the Golden Thread of our life-story that leads us home.

Our willingness to pull that one loose thread on a weave we’ve been carefully crafting is equal to our willingness to let go of our personal story. As we allow the whole thing to unravel before our eyes, our landing back in Being returns us to the very place where we left off, the exact point where only our face can meet the Ground. It’s the reunion with our distinct expression – as a unique manifestation of Source – that is the not oft talked of gift of Coming Home. No other Soul will ever touch this place from where you emerged and from where you’ll re-emerge as the living embodiment of Truth in Form. This re-emergence requires your willingness to lose the person you believe yourself to be because that individual is a dream, and in your willingness to once again merge with Source, you reclaim your True Sovereignty as Soul.

In the play of manifestation, there never has nor ever will be a snowflake such as You.