To be aware seems to me to imply being conscious or mindful of something, as against a strong and secure knowledge of a fact. It feels like a tenuous ‘holding’ – in the mind of the heart – of a concept, sensation, or even a theory, or possible truth, or untruth.
Awareness for me is the first stage of wisdom.
Unless I first become aware of something, I cannot even begin to acknowledge, explore, or know it.
This is particularly true in terms of self-knowledge and healing.
In my own therapeutic journey, I have been most conscious of those moments when I first become aware of something – either a memory, an emotion, a reaction, a trigger, or a response. When it is in my awareness, I can then examine it, test it, question it and try it out from different angles, to see what possible truth I can learn from it.
If what I recognise is a repeated negative pattern in the present, I know I have found another key to healing.
Then I can acknowledge what is true in the present and, with the help of the Holy Spirit, we can find the root cause of it (usually buried somewhere in early childhood) and then confess and repent of judgments, lies and sinful responses (to early hurts and disappointments) that have resulted in strongholds in my life.
Oh to be aware!
Oh merciful and patient Father, who seeks our healing and freedom more than we do!
Thank you Holy Spirit, communicator of wisdom and truth.
Are you aware of something you feel nudged to deal with?