“Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.” -Aristotle
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.” -Henry D. Thoreau
If you would’ve told me five years ago, that I’d be this spiritual warrior of a woman who carries crystals, practices meditation, bathes in sound baths, lives in God, divinity, the spirit world, the universe or source also commonly known as simply, LOVE, transforming into this new age woman, I would’ve said you were absolutely crazy. TOTALLY out of your mind NUTS! I can’t even confidently say that I actually knew what the words “new age” really even meant at the time. Cut to now, here I am, proudly looking up to the sky, soaking up the universal energies, professing perpetual gratitude for my awareness, connecting with my higher self and oneness with God and my spirit guides, creating intentional rituals on full and new moons, addicted to high vibes, thirsty to learn more about my own spiritual translucency, understanding wholeheartedly what Socrates meant when he said,
“I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing“.
I unquestionably, without a doubt, know nothing. Therefore, I’m forever seeking truth that has become the greatest unfolding of my life. But it wasn’t always this way. The discipline of staying consistent in general, is never an easy task. Let me first start off by saying, I’m just a normal girl who decided to take up meditation 4 years ago when I was lost and felt stuck in a what seemed to be the longest transitional vortex of my life. Somehow, without understanding it, I felt a deep seated need for a “shift” in my life. A yearning and craving for something MORE. I knew SOMETHING had to change.
So it began when I attended a conscious event in Los Angeles called The Shine. A friend of mine was hosting it and I was curious to see what it was all about after a few friends performed as musical artists in the past. In addition to music, The Shine also features inspiring short films, audience-based philanthropy, delicious vegan food, thought-provoking conversation starters, storytelling and group meditation. My first thought was “group meditation? That’s weird.” But nevertheless, everything else piqued my curiosity enough to go. As I sat down in my seat, I did my best to not judge the “hippy dippy” crowd, the gold standard in Venice beach, and tried to keep an open mind. When the meditation part came up, I felt awkward closing my eyes and looked around while the entire room of about 70 people fell completely silent and still at which point I thought “If you can’t beat ’em, might as well join ’em”! I eventually gave in (mostly to keep from judging myself and others) and started to breathe as the guest meditation teacher instructed.
This was my first time meditating. Ever. So it came as a sweet surprise when I started to see bright neon changing colors pervade my entire view and change into random visions as I got deeper. My body felt like it was vibrating with warm fuzzies all over, and I started to feel an overwhelming sensation of calm and all around “good vibes” as I slowly began to come out it. It felt like I was on drugs. But I wasn’t. That experience alone, made me take on the challenge of meditating everyday that week. I then started to seek advice from friends I knew were “into that weird shit”. A good friend recommended an app called “One Giant Mind” (which I still use to this day!) and I joined in on the “Oprah & Deepak Chopra 21 day guided meditations” as my intro to this blissful process. But it was anything BUT blissful. I came out of each meditation, in those days, completely distraught and at times, crying uncontrollably. But I was determined to “let everything out” and eventually my meditations became a little bit more calm. Sort of. Little did I know, I would be thrusted into my healing and transformational journey, deep diving into the depths of my being, without ever having learned to swim.
Four back-breaking and revealing years later, the words “Bliss” and “Discipline” couldn’t be more perfect for the recent developments I’ve been experiencing with my daily meditations, leading me to start this blog. As a place to write down some of the messages I’ve been receiving and share them with anyone who is interested to know. I’ve learned that a daily spiritual practice, can indeed lead to bliss, no matter how long it may take you to get there. My personal spiritual journey and a tendency to over correct led me to trying all sorts of healing & transformational modalities which include talk therapy, hypnotherapy, endless workshops and countless hours of reading on personal growth, weekend and week long retreats and summits, traveling alone to distant lands on my soul search, acupuncture, yoga, reiki, energy healing and the plant medicine I lovingly refer to as, “Mother Aya”, Ayahuasca. I’ve since experienced my own “ego-death”, “re-birth”, “spiritual awakening”, “merging back with my soul”, “healing my heart” and forever changing the course of my life for the better. I’m not an expert or claim to be at all. I’m no guru or spiritual teacher. I’m just a normal girl who continues to seek truth. Still learning and growing spiritually and am eternally grateful for my deepened connection and understanding with myself, God, spirit and the universe. My name is Jenilee Reyes and thanks for joining me here to discover “My Blissipline”. I am deeply humbled and obsessively grateful!