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I'm feeling it too, this stripping that's happening right now.
My best advice is to allow yourself to be malleable, and in thinking about that I remembered this poem by Yogi Bhajan.
The only way out is through. Hardening will not help. You have come to a point that your defenses are useless.
When You Become Soft Like Wax
By Yogi Bhajan
One day when you become soft like wax,
Then my thread of life will pass through you, and
Out of the accident of the warmth of my heart
One end will get lit.
And you will burn–slowly melting in the heat of the flame.
And when you will reach the end,
You will find God waiting for you
To embrace you into His Infinity.
And one day, when you will become soft like wax,
My thread of life will pass through you, and
Out of the passion and compassion of the time
Your one end will get lit
And the spread of Light through you will bring joy–
But the jealousy will hover on you and the moths will burn alive.
But you will keep on–
Melting and burning and spreading the Light,
Knowing that on the base of you
God is waiting to embrace you and to merge you in Infinity.
When one day you will love me and become known to me
And in that knowledge when I will forget
The meaning of life and your image–
You will exist no more,
And that is the state of experience in consciousness:
Then God wants you and you don’t want God,
The face value of every human is mostly not like that of an adult,
Because that inner being has never tried
To merge with the outer being.
In the depth of my heart there is a beat.
Sometimes I hope against hope that there will be common moments of life
When neither you will talk, nor listen
But will enjoy the experience of the voice
Which comes through my heart,
Through my beat.
And when our vibration will merge
We may be in a position to experience
The ecstasy of Undying Self.