The Psychological and Mental Health Benefits of Zevism

[Lucius Invictus [NG]]

Continuing with the theme from this thread ( https://ancient-forums.com/threads/the-material-benefits-of-zevism.306926/#post-1190096 ), I'll now share the mental/psychological benefits of Zevism, in my own experience.

When I first became a Zevist, and for a number of years after, my mental health was very poor. For reference, I had a good childhood but I carried within me deep feelings of inadequacy. I had low self-esteem, no courage, a lack of confidence, peculiar mentalities & unique traits that isolated me from other boys, among other things.

After school, that stayed with me, and upon finding the Temple of Zeus, these things remained.

What's curious, however, is that during my childhood and for a few years as a Zevist, I was unaware of my own suffering. I was totally ignorant of how heavy I felt.

Zevism is not instantaneous. We use the analogy of a seed to a tree for a reason. And this a very good thing because once that seed (which is you) begins to reach into the black soil, it creates roots that reach unfathomable depths, yielding a tree that cannot be torn down by anything but a God.

What I'm saying is, after a point through Zevism, I began to recognize the internal problems I had. It's like a shining a light in a basement that's never been touched, save for the creatures that lurk there. They will revolt at being illuminated, which is why when we do workings like cleaning or emotional healing it brings up terror, sadness, shame, etc.

I fought everyday by staying true to my Zevist routine, allowing those shadows a moment of light for eradication. This was most evident during the Adv Purification ritual in HoO, along with workings like Emotional Body Healing, Self-Love Meditation, or even chakra work, where emotions are repressed (as an example)

I am now very happy and content. I am more balanced and fortified on a mental/psychological level. The result of my Zevic dedication has bore fruit. I cannot be shaken as much as I used to be. I can endure hardship with humor. I can sleep peacefully and live more vibrantly. I can enjoy the small things, and I actually prefer them to the big things because they occur everyday.

The benefits of a powerful AOP (especially Tier 3 Divine protection), along with purification, steel me against mundane negativity. I am the manager of myself and I am so much more capable of handling life's challenges than ever before. When a broken glass used to send me to tears, not even incarceration can bend my mind away from Zevism.

When I look back on my past self, even up to 12-18 months ago, I realize how ignorant I was of what's good everyday. Simplicity is pleasurable, a breeze, the smell of rain, my families laughter, a curious dog. I take great care to appreciate existence. That's not to say I don't have moments, we all do, but still—i see the rule, not the exceptions.

Overall, my mind is over and above 90% of the things that used to haunt me. Depression, anxiety, paranoia, have all been banished, or are at least in the process of banishment.

For those of you who feel like they're fighting with themselves everyday, don't give up. You'll taste victory and it'll come subtly, after you look back on yourself. You'll feel the blessing of the Gods and they'll have a permanent anchor in your consciousness. Waves of beautiful things will touch your mind and you'll know you're on an upward trajectory. Just keep going.

HAIL ZEFS

 

[AletheiaArete]

Really amazing testimony and advice, NG Lucius Invictus. It’s brilliant to have so much awareness of the subtle (and big) changes within yourself over the months and years as you’ve been on the path.
And to feel appreciative of the beauty in the mundane is something that is unexpectedly harder to get to than people realise. By loving the seemingly small things out there, it does big things to help you appreciate the little nuances and changes within yourself.

 

[soulisbrighter]

Thank you for sharing your story and experience. I have recently gone through moments of the fighting within myself. I began to accept these moments. As it was bringing to light what was inside me, and how much it was. I always try to reflect on these things, to move on. To really see what is the purpose or lessons to be got. When it hits, It sure does hit you. Everyday I try to live lighter than the day before. It helps. And I can't help but to know that the Gods are there too. If we listen to what is being said for guidance. Again, thank you for sharing how mentally we benefit from being Zevists.

 

[Chrysallida]

Your experience reminded me of something.
About the appreciation of small things, for me it uses to happen backwards. I tend to notice the small things and appreciate them for what they are, but not everyone cares about it. How many times I seen something that I thought it was wonderful, to show how beautiful it was, to then someone just ignore it.

During my Biology classes I've seen so many beautiful things in nature, that people often dismiss them, thinking that they are pointless. One of those days back than, I saw a yellow ladybug and thought it was amazing, since I've never seen it before. I showed it to a professor, and he simply didn't care much. When I had field trips to a national park, it was awesome! Usually the professor and students that planned those types of field trips were the ones more interested than others. They would go looking for specific animals and watching the environment, so the talks were better. They loved showing to the newbies different insects, spiders, birds and plants, we took the opportunity to take some pictures or film. During a specific time of the year, the forest was covered with different types of fungus, all around the trees and colorful mushrooms.

People stay all day on social media complaining about failed relationships, making stupid dances to earn followers, and they barely look at the world they live in.
How many times on my father's car I look at the road and see such beautiful flowers! To a normal "human" (more like an Andrapoda), they are all simple plain little flowers, but they all have colors, number of petals, shape of leaves, format of seeds, have DNA, and life.

People want to buy expensive perfumes, change their car to a brand new one. It's not that I don't like expensive stuff, but I feel much happier if I get to eat a yummy watermelon, pick some fresh bread at the bakery, drink some freshly brewed coffee, choose my birthday cake and share with my family, hug my dogs, play with my cat. There are people staying all night looking at their phones, and they never look at the stars in the sky, they don't even care if there is an eclipse or not.

There were moments that I thought that if they didn't like what I saw, then maybe they wouldn't like me if they actually knew me. I even thought that maybe no one would like me if they knew what I liked. Since most of the time I've felt like an alien, after some time I started to feel like an outcast, and considered that maybe I was doomed to be a loner forever. But even with the sadness that I felt, I never started disliking my tastes, never stopped listening to the music that I liked. For some reason, I couldn't never abandon myself to adapt into a group, change myself to wear their same type of clothes. Today I consider my past experiences as unlucky, because I encountered other people afterwards that liked the same thing as me, that it wasn't so strange after all, and that I wasn't looking that weird. Compared to other people out there, I was pretty normal and vanilla-like.

Something else that caught everyone's attention (and my family members) was my quietness. In real life, I'm not much of a talker. It's not social anxiety, it's just that I hate small talk. My mother for many years talked down to me, saying that I was too shy, too reserved, too closed off. Compared to me (and my father), she could chit-chat all day at the phone or with the neighbors.

After years of being a Zevist and looking at my birth chart, I understood that I am more into deep stuff. Everything that people often ignored or was so scared to look at, it didn't leave me frightened at all. Nowadays, after so much disappointments in life with other people, my mother understands me better. She knows that the reason why I am the way I am, it is because I don't go around trusting random people. Just because they look so trustworthy, with a supposed happy family and a smile on their face, I won't invite them at my house. It is much easier to make up lies with words, than showing them off. And even if their words seem fine, I sense something off with their energy. Plus, I don't want envious people visiting my space, it just gives me more aura cleaning, more increasing protection, another binding work to do.

About my talking, I talk pretty fine with other people, I never was the type to get nervous in the front of them. It was my mother's pressure to "change myself" that made me feel afraid of saying anything wrong. I even gave classes to other students at a school for more than 5 hours straight. I was suspicious about my "lack of ability" to talk for many years, because I used to sing at karaoke bars with my aunt in front of other people. I also performed in front of the whole school when I was a student, and I didn't feel anything wrong during these moments. I thought, "if I can sing in front of other people, how come I would be nervous talking to them?".
I stopped singing after a while, I got unmotivated, family members again talked down to me, saying that singing lessons were useless, that I would be just another singer in the world. I didn't meant to get famous or anything taking the classes. To me it was perhaps a form of expression of myself, some other way to use my voice. When I singed at school, the teacher tried to invite me to a performance of many students at night, some sort of event, another place to sing the song we practiced every week. Since I was a minor, and my mother was responsible of me, she didn't let me go, didn't want to accompany me, and I couldn't continue the classes. This is something I haven't recovered yet over the years, and I'm still managing to find a way to deal with it. I'm still busy with other things in my life, but I expect to return singing someday, even if it is just to myself.

Thanks to the Temple of Zeus (and its wonderful members), I've found the Truth that I was looking for in my life.
My dream of the Gods being real came true!

 

[Detacher]

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Beautiful response!