excess effort is fatal

~ a note on "trying"

I’ve been an A++++ student for the majority of my life (even more so in adulthood?).

I fell head over heels with spiritual practices in my early 20s because I could finally prove the essence of my existence through something holier than thou.

The funny thing about effort is that too much of it is never a good thing.

Excess effort is the bane of your life force.

Your life force is a magnet that repels and attracts when it is in attunement to its truth, its design, its mortal blueprint that could never ask “more” of you.

My future self is effortless, isn’t it?

So why would I be exhausting my effort now to get there?

It’s a dissonance to everything I want to be. To who I am naturally.

I’m exhausted, darling.

I don’t need more of myself.

I need less of trying to exert who I am.

I need to be formless.

Imagine that: you need an addition of yourself to get what you naturally deserve. Sit with that for a minute. Is this true?

Step 1 of reversing the idea of toxic positivity and “staying in the vibration” to what you desire: you become detached from the concept of who you are in the first place.

You begin a fresh canvas again. You take rebirth as seriously as death.

You can not fill an old wine bottle with a new vino.

Never again can I succumb to creating my future self without absolutely dissolving everything “I am” to embrace it. I simply can not come on the ride if I am to identify as myself now for what wants to be changed.

You and I are a construct of our belief systems and multiple identities/opinions of how the world operates. This needs to be reconstructed if we want to change our reality for contrasting results.

The consciousness of my current construct needs to be shapeshifted to match a level of consciousness that claims a different life. That life isn’t far away in a distant land. If I believe this, I keep creating the distance.

There is no distance between what you want and where you are.

One thing that I’ve learned throughout my years in manifestation land is knowing that your current evidence of life can not be trusted as truth. It’s not bypassing, it’s an acknowledgment that it isn’t “who you are” in totality.

We’re too quick to associate with our life’s proof like it’s a life sentence.

You are the distance when you decide that this new life isn’t here for you organically.

This has been steeping in me like a tea that’s been left on the counter for too long.

I’ve been conditioned time & time again that excess effort equates to results.

The linear fashion of that has no divinity.

The first time my YouTube algorithm blessed me with the teachings of Neville Goddard he said something along the lines of “Don’t come to me with rationality, you will be left empty-handed” and I fell in love.

At the prime age of 30 ~ I can confidently say that excess effort is not more.

I will never not love the irrationality of the subconscious.

The conscious mind is the sperm that impregnates the eggs of the subconscious.

Your life circumstances are your children. They have been reproduced from the conscious mind (reactions, beliefs, feelings, perspectives) making innocent love to the subconscious.

One thing to suck on sweetly ~ the subconscious is not out to get you. It simply makes cosmic intimacy with what you already believe about yourself and reproduces.

This is exactly what I’m leaning into this season with.

May I be courageous enough to not validate the confirmation of my current existence as future confirmation?

It is truly a resurrection.

I am not Sierra.

You are not your name nor the culmination of your beliefs.

You are simply a being of awareness.

As a tender infant, you didn’t know you were XYZ.

You knew that you were aware and alive.

I’m coming back to that iteration in my life.

Freshly born, crying, and ready to reparent myself all over again.

I am existence without labels; therefore, I am everything I want to be.

Usually, you get a nice ass-kicking to get you to this gutsy moment.

My stomach churned many times this past month.

I saw what my subconscious was replicating like DNA that felt like it was unwiring.

Good, because I’m not what was passed down to me.

I’m choosing differently because I am departing from my world.

The world that says Sierra came from this background and it must go this way because it did a decade ago and this one person says this is the only way to grow, multiply, succeed, etc.

An ode to irrationality because my God, that’s where our life’s creation is rooted in anyways.

I hope you decide differently and choose right here, right now, that your only evidence is in your ability to claim radical deservingness.

I hope you become so formless that your desires effortlessly form you without trying.

When imagination meets a daily practice of disciplining yourself (without making it your entire life), a new life is invited into the enlightenment party.

From my irrationality to yours, I love everything that you truly are with or without constructs. It brought you this far, may it bring you to more of who you actually are (which is the energy of your deepest most secret desires).

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xo

Sierra

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