Happy Sunday everyone 🙂
I know. A little dramatic. (Although to be honest when I look at the world right now…. but that’s for another post.)
Anyway, stay with me for a moment.
Most of us hear that word and think catastrophe. Destruction. The end of everything. But the word itself says something completely different.
Apocalypse comes from ancient Greek Apokalipsis. Apo meaning away from. Kalyptō meaning to hide, to conceal, to cover over. An apocalypse is literally an uncovering. A lifting of the veil. The moment something hidden is finally brought to light.
I see so many people going through a major life transition right now; either redundancy, a health scare, the loss of someone close, or simply that deep nagging feeling that the life you’ve been living belongs to someone else. And if you’re in it right now, it probably feels like destruction.
But what if it’s actually a revelation?
Not the end.
But the uncovering.
Of what you’ve been avoiding. Of what you’ve been too busy, too comfortable, too afraid to look at. Of who you actually are underneath everything the world told you to be.
The messy middle of any real transition is sometimes called the magical middle. Because it isn’t the catastrophe.
It’s the apocalypse. In the truest, most ancient sense of the word.
Something is being uncovered.
Let it. From my experience the possibilities on the other side are extraordinary 🙃
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