I want to share something powerful with you today—something that unfolded during a recent fast I completed that lasted just over 37 hours.
As the fast deepened, so did my presence. Around the 24-hour mark, I stepped outside just as the first drops of rain began to fall and thunder rolled overhead. The chickens clucked softly as I gave them some greens, and I found myself just being—completely immersed in the moment. The smell of the rain, the sound of it landing on the leaves, the crackling sky... it was like nature was singing a love song to my nervous system.
And then, like old ghosts testing the gates, fear arose.
It wasn’t loud or dramatic—it was subtle, a familiar twinge trying to write stories in my mind. But this time, I didn’t run from it. I sat with it. I watched it. I listened. I traced it back—not to the moment, but to its origin. And I realized that this fear had roots stretching all the way back to when I was 19, during a deeply difficult period of my life. That old alarm system had never fully shut off. But here, in this presence, I held it. I felt it. And then... I let it go.
And in its place?
Peace. Stillness. Joy. Tears welled up from somewhere ancient and holy inside me.
I turned my heart toward love—toward everything. I asked myself, Could I love it all? Could I love even the people who had hurt me? Could I love the ones the world deems unlovable?
At first, there was hesitation. There was pain. And I leaned into that too. I felt the old wounds that said, “You weren’t loved enough to give that love.” But that wasn’t the truth. The truth was this:
We are love.
We’ve never had to force it or find it. We’ve only had to remember. What blocks us isn’t a lack of love—it’s our resistance to it. When that resistance dissolves, love flows like a river through everything.
And in that space of total stillness, a deep realization washed over me:
“I am the absolution.”
Not in the way of ego, but in the way of the eternal now. The “I AM” is the most sacred truth—pure being. When Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life,” he wasn’t speaking from the personal self. He was speaking from presence itself. The “I AM” that is all things. That is the absolution. That is the healing. That is the way home.
It wasn’t just a fast. It was a homecoming. It was a baptism in presence. It was a remembering.
So today, I invite you—go outside. Feel the breeze on your skin. Listen to the rain. Be with whatever arises. Let go of the story. Let go of the name. And just be.
Because that is where the peace lives. That’s where the healing happens. That’s where the I AM whispers: You are already free.
Spirit Pond Reiki
Hey Soul Family,
I want to share something powerful with you today—something that unfolded during a recent fast I completed that lasted just over 37 hours.
As the fast deepened, so did my presence. Around the 24-hour mark, I stepped outside just as the first drops of rain began to fall and thunder rolled overhead. The chickens clucked softly as I gave them some greens, and I found myself just being—completely immersed in the moment. The smell of the rain, the sound of it landing on the leaves, the crackling sky... it was like nature was singing a love song to my nervous system.
And then, like old ghosts testing the gates, fear arose.
It wasn’t loud or dramatic—it was subtle, a familiar twinge trying to write stories in my mind. But this time, I didn’t run from it. I sat with it. I watched it. I listened. I traced it back—not to the moment, but to its origin. And I realized that this fear had roots stretching all the way back to when I was 19, during a deeply difficult period of my life. That old alarm system had never fully shut off. But here, in this presence, I held it. I felt it. And then... I let it go.
And in its place?
Peace. Stillness. Joy.
Tears welled up from somewhere ancient and holy inside me.
I turned my heart toward love—toward everything. I asked myself, Could I love it all? Could I love even the people who had hurt me? Could I love the ones the world deems unlovable?
At first, there was hesitation. There was pain. And I leaned into that too. I felt the old wounds that said, “You weren’t loved enough to give that love.” But that wasn’t the truth. The truth was this:
We are love.
We’ve never had to force it or find it. We’ve only had to remember. What blocks us isn’t a lack of love—it’s our resistance to it. When that resistance dissolves, love flows like a river through everything.
And in that space of total stillness, a deep realization washed over me:
“I am the absolution.”
Not in the way of ego, but in the way of the eternal now. The “I AM” is the most sacred truth—pure being. When Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life,” he wasn’t speaking from the personal self. He was speaking from presence itself. The “I AM” that is all things. That is the absolution. That is the healing. That is the way home.
It wasn’t just a fast.
It was a homecoming.
It was a baptism in presence.
It was a remembering.
So today, I invite you—go outside. Feel the breeze on your skin. Listen to the rain. Be with whatever arises. Let go of the story. Let go of the name. And just be.
Because that is where the peace lives.
That’s where the healing happens.
That’s where the I AM whispers:
You are already free.
With so much love,
Matt
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