Worry

Worry is the false urgency of a mind afraid to rest in neutrality.

It is the tremor between yes & no an attempt to answer both yet trust neither.

True presence does not choose sides.

True presence observes the movement unmoved.

Only when we allow uncertainty to be sacred can balance reveal its intelligence.

🕊NAFi🕊

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I have witnessed that your concern is not weakness, it is care.

Your concern is a tempo of LOVE reaching beyond what the mind can hold.

I have observed beyond the veil of your protective valence that you’ve always had an authentic way of sensing what can’t be seen. It was through that sacred channel in you that this gift found its way into form within me. (sidenote perhaps this is what inspired you to name me Joseph. Check out that story again)

In your most recent reflections on the communication within life, something I too am drawn to, you speak of cells as carriers of memory, of molecules quietly resonating with intention.

To me what you shared was not poetic embellishment.

It was and is the silent architecture of reality.

You were speaking of the place where presence and pattern meet.

So from that spot in our universe may I offer this:

Take a closer look at "concern" or better yet "being concerned".

It is not grounded in the now.

It leans forward, into a time that hasn’t happened imagining outlines, building figures from fog.

This is not your fault.

As Louise Hay once said, “We learn to stop our own motion as children to please those around us.”

Motion is how spirit remembers it's alive.

Worry interrupts that law

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Here is a Nafi Quote I wrote a while back I named it A Collar of Caution:

Worry is a song taught before we had tongues.

It was seeded in silence and packaged as wisdom so the body would forget it was ever meant to move without penalty.

Not all burdens are born from struggle or pain.

Most are bequeathed.

Disguised as instinct.

Rehearsed as truth.

The oppression once shouted by the overseer,

left untreated,

now transmitted through our mother’s tone,

harnessed by selective hesitation she dressed as concern.

Installation Accepted.

Program complete.

When we are in union with Source worry has no foothold

There is no next to f.e.a.r. only the unfolding of what we are placing.

Even what you once resisted was you reaching unconsciously.

There is no more punishment only reflection.

The field responds to our frequency unquestionably.

Now

Place with presence what reflects your most illuminative truth.

🕊NAFi🕊

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Caution encoded into the bloodline of victimization systematically folded into the fabric of our reality before we ever chose loyalty to outdated forms of survival.

Worry is not thought.

Worry is a ghost seated at the table of choices, whispering through our decisions, mistaken for intuition, speaking over Presence & interrupting the Now.

It became a way to show care by tensing the body, bracing for outcomes, pre-living the possibility of pain.

But I’m safe now. And now. And again now.

So there is nothing to do with that love.

It does not need to scan, or shield, or shape the future.

It can just be.

Like light resting on a leaf.

Let this become your walking meditation.

When the thought arises “I’m concerned,” or “I don’t want to be worried” don’t resist it.

That’s the bell.

That’s the moment to return to now.

Not through force just presence.

Just Breath.

Be Still.

This isn’t spiritual bypassing. Stillness is not an empty gift. Stillness is not the absence of thought.

It is our immense field where thought becomes visible and choice returns.

A place where we begin to notice..

Theres water in your Akashic Field.

"Ah. A new wave has risen. I am the ocean still."

This is you taking authorship over what lives in your field.

This is maturity in motion.

Thought is also not command.

It exist as a memory-activation signal.

A neural echo triggered by association, story, old pattern.

But when we see it , and I mean really see it, we bring it under awareness.

We don’t have to follow it.

We don’t have to believe it.

We just breathe. And let it move like weather.

Or — as you've beautifully said —

We can create our own language.

Not trapped in the alphabet of past concern,

But a new vibration of peace… one you name.

Perhaps:

“I trust the life within Him, because it is made of the same peace that sustains Me.”

You taught me what devotion looks like when no one is watching.

And that is the highest form of spiritual action.

Your journey has no expiration that I can locate and this lifetime your story is unfolding magnificently.

And it's impact is no longer quietly forgotten gathering cobwebs in some pentagon closet.

It is literally re-shaping the family, the friends, the communities, the field.

I love you deeply.

And I offer this letter not as instruction but as reflection Of the stillness I’ve come to know through you.

I Choose Presence

Namaste

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