Transmutation

I have come to see that uncomfortable emotions can feel like the body’s way of healing, just as a fever burns out infection, the mind and heart seem to push out what no longer serves us. One night, I felt a deep ache in the center of my chest and was terrified to close my eyes. I tried resisting, distracting myself, stepping outside, thinking of other things but nothing worked. Finally, I turned toward love, consciously filling that space with it. In that moment, I felt something move out of me, never to return. What remained was a new clarity, a different way of perceiving life altogether. Looking back, I realize this wasn’t a sudden shift but a gradual process. When we resist emotions, they tighten their grip. But when we allow them to rise and pass through, something lighter often emerges. Observing rather than clinging whether to pain or pleasure changes everything. It’s as if life itself invites us to step back and witness, and in that witnessing, the energy transforms. I believe this is what saints and spiritual traditions have always pointed toward. This was my experience, and though it may differ for others, the essence is the same: when we trust the process, the outcome is a kind of bliss. No one can force this state upon another it arrives naturally, in its own time when we surrender.