An essential part of my personal work is to share with the world what I am learning and living. What I am receiving, feeling and dreaming.

 

This creates a dynamic between the  inner work and outer work which are constantly interlinked.

 

By keeping my writings to myself, only half of the work is done. Or perhaps even less, because the circle is not tied together in the end. All the preparations that was made, by not completing the final stage they somehow dissolve and fade.

 

Like baking a cake. Meticulously combining all the ingredients in perfect fashion and amount. To the exact degree and the timer is set. But then it is forgotten as something else preoccupies my mind. In my multitasking madness I do not hear the sound of the alarm. Or even if I do it only sits on the counter never to be experienced or enjoyed. 

 

So much effort was made. But lacking the final step, without the commitment of completion, the potential of the work do not truly come alive. Or I do make the bake and complete the cake. But then there is only me. Too much cake and none to experience and share it with. The effort lacks a great deal of value if there is only me.

 

Somehow the more who partakes the more it matters, somehow the more real it becomes.

 

And in that sense, behind closed curtains, I can work and prepare, adjust and refine something for an eternity without it seeing the light of day. But it is not until I place it in the light, for the eyes of the world to see, that it somehow becomes real. At least real beyond my personal experience and my small little world.

As well, knowing that other will be able to see or taste, listen or read, smell or feel, something that came from my efforts, adds a force of accountability and feeling of importance. And with that comes the motivation to be more precise and professional.

 

Suddenly my work matters more. For one that it has the potential to add value to others. And on the other side it may be judged. It adds fuel to the fire knowing that others are involved and it matters beyond me. There is a motivation of wanting to present myself well, while simultaneously there is the intrinsic human fear to be judged. And in the balance between the two perhaps a genius may be found.

 

          The prerequisite is that I find what I write valuable and worth reading. That it inspires, awakens, informs, enlightens, or opens new doors to a more beautiful world.

 

Because if I don’t find it valuable in some way. If I don’t like it myself. Why would I share?

 

And beyond that, of course, it is my wish are that it reaches, resonates, and serves more than me.

 

          What a joy if my lessons from life may add light and inspiration or someone else. That by sharing, it may serve and add value beyond my person. That for sure would make it all worth it. Both the tough moments as well as the work that came from it.

 

          What a blessing to be able to serve something beyond myself. To be a part of a higher purpose and broader picture beyond my personal survival, comfort, and pleasure.

 

And this I believe, goes for each and every one of us as part of the human experience. That we live for something more than our personal selves and that we may express and share our unique truths and gifts with life and love. In our own personal and unique way. That we were designed for and inclined to.

 

          This work then. This small yet tremendous account. These very words. Being a beginning and continuation of that. To find my voice by speaking it. Leaving judgement and the idea of perfection outside and allowing myself to express from where I am here and now.

 

          And as I do my expression will evolve. My voice will solidify. And my higher purpose and potential may arise and reveal itself.

 

          And perhaps, just maybe, these words may bring something of value to someone who shares this mysterious journey of life.

 

          Maybe it can be as “small” as “knowing we are not alone”.

 

And so, with all the honesty and transparency I can currently amount, I am sharing my personal truths for the world to see and receive as it will and does.

 

Thank you for reading. With Love. Joakim

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4 thoughts on “Sharing Publicly – Entering a New Space

  • Nalleli Domínguez

    Felicidades por tu valentía y gran salto a la luz, darte luz dejando conocerte a través de tus letras y encontrarse uno mismo en lo que nos resuena, en hora buena por este salto de valentía.

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    • Gracias Divina por tu palabras y por tu presencia y guia en mi vida <3

  • Meehan Sharon

    Joakim, I remember you, many times in my struggles. I think of my viking. The day we did the painting at Penninghame. That was the day I took control of myself, and who I wanted to be. I don’t know if you remember imprinting your hands on my shirt, I felt safe, I felt seen and felt at peace with who I could be. No one knew the significance of your hands on me, not even you, but after years of abuse I was finally able to see I am not just a sexual object, I felt warmth and love. If only people could understand the impact they might have on a soul, good or bad, the world could be so beautiful. I still have that shirt, and I look at it often, it reminds me of who I am and of your beautiful soul. Thank you for being a part of my journey, however small it may have been to you, but please be aware your soul touched me and opened my universe x x x x

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    • Hello Sharon, Wow so beautiful to hear. From the center of my heart, thank you for your words. I receive with great joy in the perfect moment in my life. I definitely remember a transformational week with an amazing group of people. Thank you for your life. A big hug

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