Are you hiding from yourself by keeping busy all the time?
- by Kerry O'Sullivan
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- 22 Mar, 2020
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Silence can seem so loud
I sang that in a song once and I really really felt it
I used to hate silence to the point where I never ever stopped
because when I did it made me feel so uncomfortable because my mind never shut up and I didn’t really want to hear it
It was deafening to me
I kept myself busy ALL of the time, filled my days with work, going out, having a million hobbies and on the surface I was happy but what I was really doing was running
Running away from myself
Running away from the pain I felt when I listened to me, even for a second
My body would go into complete panic
My heart beating in my throat
My head felt like it just wanted to scream
To hide under the duvet and just stop that noise
What it boiled down too was
I never really liked me, let alone loved who I was
I looked to everything else around me to make me feel good about myself
If I did lots for others that made me a good person
If I got up and went to the gym it meant I wasn’t lazy
If I had a good job, I did ok for myself
If I raise money for charity, that made me a good person
If I didn’t jump to the rescue for my friends and try and protect everyone, no one would love me
If I didn’t tick those things in my day to day, I felt rubbish and just constantly gave myself a hard time
You are fat, you are lazy
You are pathetic
You are not good enough
No one cares
Don’t stop or your world will crumble around you
About 8 years ago, I was sitting in a posh hotel in London with my life coach at the time, we were having a great session and I was saying how much I loved being busy, doing all the things I do and that I just had to keep going
She then asked me this:
What if I said this year you can’t raise money for charity? What if the gym was closed and you couldn’t go for the week and you had to spend time with you, how would you feel then?
My whole body went numb
I felt physically sick
I started to panic
OMG, not just me, without everything else, I was nothing
That was about 8 years ago, I wasn’t ready to hear that then and I don’t think I realised the impact of that question until now
I carried to run after that but I started to realise that I was running, I just thought that it was 'normal' before
I keep running for many many more years until life kept throwing me curve balls to stop and slow down
When I left my job 3.5 years ago, it was the first time I ever really experienced silence
My mind went crazy and everything came to the surface
I knew that it was time and I knew I couldn’t carry on anymore and that’s what started me on my path to awakening
This time in our lives we are being asked to stop, to spend time at home and to strip our lives back to ourselves and to stay in our homes and it’s made me realise how in the past this would have been my worst nightmare
I have changed so much
I would not have coped with this then, I would have gone into complete panic
But I feel so much more content in myself now and in my life and have spent the last few years really getting to know me, all of me
The parts I love but also the parts of me that sometimes just want to hide under the duvet and run away from because that's where your greatest growth is
The thing is whether we are listening or not, that stuff is always there, it affects our day to day, the way we feel, the way we think, the way we interact with others, our jobs. Everything we hold onto is still part of us, it’s just whether we chose to listen and acknowledge it or just to keep running
Are you ready to stop running?








I’d woken up my sexual energy and been on a crazy journey exploring this but I knew I was holding back in my own pleasure, I was afraid of my power, of what was possible within me
Like with all week-long containers I attend, it was edgy and I’d had a banging headache that wouldn’t budge and was driving me crazy.
I did an embodiment practice connecting to my energy body and moving energy through, I started to shake, my head started to move frantically from side to side and I was screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOO
I could see it so clearly, I was being held down and I was being raped, all I could see were faces flashing up in my eyes as I moved the trauma through my body
I’d experienced something like this before in my own journey but I knew this wasn’t mine
Then all of a sudden, I felt my back arch and I rose from my body and saw myself connecting into the light, to consciousness
I remember feeling this sense of peace all over my body as I felt the light beam in to me
Then I came back to the room, I couldn’t really make sense of what happened and it took a while for me to feel fully in my body - I wasn’t really back for some time
That night, I couldn’t sleep and as I tossed and turned, I felt a presence in the room, I thought I must be dreaming and then I was told very clearly
This isn’t just about you
It’s for the women that never had a voice
All those that came before you
That never had the power to heal from their trauma and the times their No wasn’t heard
You are doing it for them too
On the days where I want to run away
I remind myself of this day
I remind myself of the power I have to heal myself and the collective, both here and those that have past
Sometimes it feels like a huge responsibility but it’s why I show up
It’s always bigger then you … always
It took me a while to integrate what happened in Goa, it was the first time, I realized that I was part of something greater than me and I’m sharing with you because I want you to know that too
To be Continued….

She used to share with me the stories of her own spiritual journey and that I had guides and angels watching over me
I used to raise my eyebrows and honestly thought she was a bit doolally
I knew before I arrived in the world that my mum had experienced some miscarriages, she remembers the night I was conceived so clearly
She felt herself rise from the bed, seeing herself below, she felt the hand of something on her shoulder but she was too scared to look around.
The voice told her not to worry and that everything would be ok now
She found out she was pregnant a few weeks later
Another story she shared was when she was 8 months pregnant, whilst making dinner, she slipped on some water in the kitchen and as she fell, she grabbed the oven and as it fell towards her, the pan of boiling potatoes slid to the back of oven
Another time, at the traffic lights whilst taking me to school, the lights turned red and just as she was about to cross, a voice told her to pull me back, just as a motorbike sped through the red light
So many things like this happened in my childhood and my mum said she always knew I’d be a spiritual soul and my angels were always looking out for me
I never understood or wanted to accept that I was spiritual until the last few years, I think it really began when I experienced my own out-of-body experience
This happened in 2020 during a retreat in Goa and it was an experience that I will never forget and it was the catalyst for a HUGE ascension into the spiritual world.
To be Continued…

I had so many messages to share, that I definitely wasn’t present at Mark’s friend’s party and spent most of the time on the phone
In the past, I always told myself that mediums and psychics were con artists and that they never really knew anything, they just picked up on things you said
On that day, I purposely tried to say nothing but it didn’t matter because everything she was saying didn’t make sense to me
But after, when I delivered the messages, it made more sense
I just kept saying OMG, this must be true
You cannot deny this Kerry
This isn’t something she made up
OMG, There must be a life after this one
I always thought how can there be a god if so many people I loved were taken so young
But in that moment I realised there maybe there was more after this life, that the spirits and angels my mums always told me about did exist
This was just over 6 years ago…
I thought that was the start of my deepest spiritual journey, turns out it started the night I was conceived
To be continued… there is so much more to come