We often speak of disruption as if it’s a tech trend or a market strategy… a tangible something that we can harness, monetise, or survive. But what if disruption is something far more intimate? What if it’s not just external chaos, but a spiritual reckoning? A rupture in the soul’s sleep?
I’ve come to see disruption as consecration. Not the kind that burns everything down for the thrill of reinvention, but the kind that breaks inherited patterns so we can remember who we are beneath them. It’s uncomfortable, yes. Sometimes I resent it. Sometimes I wobble. But I’ve learned to ask: What kind of disruption am I facing? Because not all disruption is visible. And not all change is progress.
We are living through an era of unseen disruption for sure. It’s subtle, seductive, and deeply spiritual. It’s not just the noise of algorithms or the collapse of attention spans. It’s the erosion of essence. The slow drainage of soul. The normalisation and acceptance of forgetting.
Rudolf Steiner, in his esoteric teachings, warned of the Eighth Sphere. A realm where humanity, seduced by materialism and spiritual amnesia, risks being “cast out from the successive natural worlds… like a cinder in the course of evolution.” This isn’t metaphor. It’s a diagnosis. The Eighth Sphere isn’t a place. It’s a pattern. A gravitational pull toward disconnection. Toward being archived in someone else’s forgetting.
And here’s the contentious part: many of us are already participating in it.
Every time we outsource our intuition to a trend. Every time we silence our knowing to be more palatable. Every time we choose performance over presence, we inch closer to the Eighth Sphere. We become data points, not souls. We become optimised, not awakened.
But disruption. True disruption needs to be viewed as a refusal. It’s the moment we say: No more. No more spiritual outsourcing. No more legacy built on distortion. No more forgetting.
To disrupt is to remember. To remember is to evolve.
This is not comfortable work. It’s not LinkedIn-friendly. It’s not algorithm-approved. But it’s necessary. Because the cost of spiritual forgetting is not just personal…it’s planetary.
And the antidote is not more productivity. It’s presence. It’s clarity. It’s devotion.
So I ask you this…What are you disrupting? And are you disrupting the right thing? The stories, the news, the rituals, the systems…
Disruption isn’t destruction. It’s devotion. And devotion remembers.
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