This is Being Human: Grace Without Direction Siddhi-Level Loving Kindness Awareness Practice
This is not an awareness practice to change anything.
This is Siddhi-Level Grace without direction.
This is loving-kindness as non-interference.
Oh…but what can the wave offer?
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THIS IS A SENSE EXPERIENCE.
Suggestion: Let the sound play as you sit with the words below. See if you can become the sound, rather than having your mind interpret the words.
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The Grace Without Direction Siddhi-Level Loving Kindness Awareness Practice:
Oh, to be human.
To be.
To be.
To be.
Something is being remembered.
This belongs to being human.
This is allowed.
Sensing is here.
Something is happening.
This happens to humans.
This is not unusual.
This is not exceptional.
This is a human response.
Wind moves.
Then it doesn’t.
Nothing needs to be held in mind right now.
This sensation can exist without direction.
Nothing is required of me.
This is allowed.
Ripeness is.
This can be here.
This does not need to go anywhere.
Nothing is being asked.
Nothing is being withheld.
This is.
Ripeness is here.
This knows how to move.
I am here. This is here.
This is.
Nothing needs to be different.
This is being human.
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REFLECTION & INTEGRATION SUPPORT
What if resilience was grace? What if it was knowing how to move oxygen through the being—to experience the intelligence of the contracting moment in full absorption, learning to work with the wave rather than run from it?
Knowing the expansion won’t come before it’s ready, but it will be right on time and that the smoke screen belongs to the process, not the problem.
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The Smoke Screen
There are moments in life when clarity disappears.
Not all at once, but gradually and before we know it we can’t see our next step. Things that once felt obvious become harder to name. We might not know what to believe.
We often learn to treat this as a problem. Something to strive to fix and transcend into the light.
We call it confusion. Regression. Avoidance. A sign that something has gone wrong. It’s different. It feels different. So then, it must maybe be wrong?
Hmmmm. What does wrong mean, though?
Hmmmm. Potential to understand in a new way here.
What if the smoke screen was never meant to deceive?
What if it was meant to protect?
In the wild, smoke doesn’t only obscure. It shelters. It slows the nervous system’s reach. It keeps predators — including our own urgency — from interrupting what is underway in right relationship to ourselves, others and our environment.
There are times when the psyche does not want to be seen clearly. Not because it is lying, but because something tender (new life) is still forming. Like a seed needing protection on its way to becoming a beautiful flower.
Clarissa Pinkola Estés writes of these phases as times when the soul retreats underground — not to disappear, but to finish its work without interruption. To protect our sacred experience. To protect the rightful life-death-life cycle. Composting to regenerate.
The smoke screen arrives not to confuse us, but as an assist as we scramble to gain clarity.
Time for sensation to be felt without being named. Time for emotion to move without being analyzed. Time for instinct to complete a cycle without being redirected.
From the outside, it can look like nothing is happening.
From the inside, everything is reorganizing.
This is why forcing clarity during these phases often feels violent — even when it’s well-intended.
The smoke screen is not the enemy of truth.
It is one of the ways truth protects itself until the body is ready to work with it.
Why this Matters for Loving-Kindness
Loving-kindness at the level of Grace is not about generating warmth or goodwill.
It is about withholding interference.
It is the kindness of not demanding coherence too soon. Not asking for answers before the body has finished digesting sense and moving nuanced energy. Not forcing the fog to lift or the smoke to clear before it has naturally arrived at its completion—its rewilding.
In this way, loving-kindness becomes an orientation. It’s a willingness to remain present without extraction. Trusting that ripeness is.
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A Helpful Perspective from Nature When We Feel Scrambled
A Dance Back to Your Feral Nature
Here is a passage from Women Who Run With the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estés to contemplate the process of emotional emergence and integration. The word “her” can be applied to any human.
“Wolves never look more funny than when they have lost their scent and scrabble to find it again: they hop in the air; they run in circles; they plow up the ground with their noses; they scratch the ground, then run ahead, then back, then stand stock-still. They look as if they have lost their wits. But what they are really doing is picking up all the clues they can find. They’re biting them down out of the air, they’re filling up their lungs with the smells at ground level and at shoulder level, they are tasting the air to see who has passed through it recently, their ears are rotating like satellite dishes, picking up transmissions from afar. Once they have all these clues in one place, they know what to do next.”
“Though a woman [human] may look scattered when she has lost touch with the life she values most and is running about trying to recapture it, she is most often gathering information, taking a taste of this, grabbing up a paw of that. At the very most one might briefly explain to her what it is that she is doing. Then, let her be. As soon as she processes all the information from the clues she’s gathered, she’ll be moving in an intentional manner again.”
Can there be space for things to scatter about for instincts to return? Can we see this as intelligence?
Can we trust that intention and a sense of centeredness will return?
And remember, there is nowhere to arrive to or an absolute of right or wrong. The inquiry, like the wolves finding their scent is the driver that gathers the clues for the next best rightful (intentional) action.
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References
Estés, C. P. (1992). Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype (pp. 201–202). Ballantine Books.
Sunia Shift Awareness
This is the posture of a Sunia Shift awareness practice—one rooted in Siddhi-level Grace. Not kindness as effort, but kindness as neutrality. Observing what the body is already doing without trying to improve it, interpret it, or move it along. In this way, the smoke screen isn’t something to clear or see through—it’s something to recognize as protective intelligence. A temporary haze that allows contraction to finish its work without being rushed or overridden. Grace here is the choice not to interfere. To stay present, to keep breathing, and to trust that what’s integrating knows its own timing. To be a student of life.
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How to Use This as Contemplation
There is no “correct way” to use these words. You might read them once. Or return to a line later in the day. You might let the music play while the text moves through you. This is not about interpreting. It’s about trusting that ripeness is.
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