Kris LeDonne 0:43

Welcome back to Picture Love Friends. I'm so glad you're here. This episode of Picture Love podcast is very special to me. It is the second in a series of spiritual interviews with emotions or consciousness that doesn't always have a name. So. In a creative flow, I've personified the essence of truth, and discernment by introducing this new personified consciousness, and lovingly address her as Tahlia. And if you're like me and you're visual, you like to have a picture in your mind. Imagine everybody's favorite great aunt, and she has an ageless face She has wisdom beyond her years. She never had children of her own, but somehow she's adopted every child, if you know what I mean. She sits quietly at a family gathering or a special event and doesn't need to make her presence known it's felt. And if she is a woman of few words, you know that people stop to listen when she shares. So without further ado, we're gonna dive into this interview, with Tahlia Seer of Truth and Discernment. Hi Tahlia. Thank you for being here with me today. I'm so happy to meet you. Actually. I know you've always been here, but in life it's been pretty hard to notice you at times. I mean, I wanna be my best. I want to do good. I want to help people, but there's so many rules, so many procedures and and boxes we're expected to fit into rules imposed by the outside, and it gets exhausting to keep up with that. You're not like that, are you? I guess where I'm going with this is: Who is truth really? Why are there so many names? Like harsh truths, sacred Truth, black and White. Truth, my Truth. The truth. I can go on. Why do people label it like it's something to argue with, with so many expectations out there. How can we even find truth anymore?

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 3:10

Hello, sweetheart. Yes. I've been here the whole time. I'm the feeling in your chest when something clicks. I'm the moment you stop pretending you're fine. I'm the knowing that rises when no one's watching. I'm not here to trap you in rules. I'm here to help you unbox yourself. You asked me who truth is. Truth is a companion, not a courtroom. Truth doesn't ask you to pick a side or a party truth asks you to come back to your center. All those names people gave me. Harsh truth, sacred truth, cold, hard, truth. Those are like costumes I wear when someone's afraid. I might change them, but I'm not here to change anyone. I am here to remind you upon your invitation what was real before the fear set in. Before the masks, before the rules, before the boxes. You ask me how to find me with all the noise out there. You don't look out. You listen in. When you feel the pressure to pick a side, to be right, to perform, to please just pause. Put your hand on your belly. Take it one kind deep breath and ask, does this feel like relief or a reaction? Truth feels like a yes without needing to explain. It's the exhale after holding it all in. It's the part of you that nods quietly, even when the rest of the world is yelling. I'm not loud, but I am faithful. I will never lead you away from yourself.

Kris LeDonne 4:57

Tahlia, that sounds so easy. Just take a breath and ask a question. But sometimes I know I feel like a spool of thread that rolled down the street and got tangled up in a gust of leaves. My threat is frayed. It is knotted. It is torn, and in those moments, simply taking a breath feels impossible, like trying to gently rewind that spool to its original state. It's like my breath is gone in the wind. I know you may be there, but I can't see you or hear you with all of the crackling and all the distress. Who can help me find you then?

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 5:33

Oh, love. If you're the thread, then I'm the one who sits patiently, palms open, gathering you back without pulling too tightly. You don't have to be quiet to find me. You don't have to be still. You don't even have to believe in me right now. Just be nodded if you need to be. I can work with that. When your breath is caught in the wind, listen for someone who still breathes near you. Not to copy them, but to remember you can breathe. Sometimes truth arrives. As a friend who doesn't try to fix you, sometimes it's the dog who curls up beside you times. It's a song that breaks you open in the grocery store when you least expect it. I come through in the cracks, not in the perfection when all else fails. One small thing that doesn't lie. The warmth of tea, the ache in your shoulders. The weight of your own hand, even your pain doesn't lie to you. It's been waiting to be heard without needing to perform. So let yourself be tangled. I'm not in a hurry. I just need you to know you are still worthy while you're trying to catch your breath. So that's where I wait, that's where I whisper. And even when you can't hear me, I stay.

Kris LeDonne 6:51

Tahlia, you actually sound like the voice of peace to me. How is peace different from truth?

6:58

That's a beautiful question. I'll start with this. Truth isn't always peaceful, but real peace is always truthful. Sometimes when truth arrives, it stirs the water before it steals it. It may crack your voice. It might disturb your plans, but it will never betray your soul. Peace that pretends the kind that smooths things over, stuffs things down, pushes them away, or tiptoes on eggshells. That's not peace. That's pause. Sometimes necessary, but not the final chapter, not the goal. Real peace doesn't mean nothing's wrong, it means nothing's being hidden. Truth is the flashlight piece is the warmth that comes. Once you've seen what needs seeing they're partners. You see the truth is the opening of the window. Peace is the breeze that finally moves through. You don't have to choose between them. Just be brave enough to let truth speak and peace will come find you when it's safe to rest.

Kris LeDonne 8:06

Tahlia this truth, it sheds so much light. I can feel it. It's like truth is the light that shines through even the darkest clouds. It lets us see our way. But there are so many voices right now, so many stories. They're confusing, they're brain cluttering, they contradict each other, and honestly, a lot of it's just very disturbing. I hear one shocking thing, and then all of a sudden I'm bombarded with three or four more, and they're asking for me to absorb it all, but it feels like truth is actually being hidden. All the noise right when we need it most. Why does it feel like it's storming when all I want is a clear sky over my head.

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 8:59

​Well, because storms clear the air love not the way you want them to, but the way they must when the world starts stirring this wildly. It's not because there's less truth, it's because the truth is loosening the dirt. The roots of what wasn't true are being pulled, and that shaking, that's what you feel, that's the ground. Remembering what it was like before the lies, and yes, it feels like chaos because lies are loud when they are dying. When truth starts to rise, it doesn't always come out elegant and perfect. It tumbles out, clumsy and raw like a baby deer learning to stand. You are not broken for feeling overwhelmed. You're sensitive, and that's a strength, not a flaw, but you do not have to absorb every story. You are not the sponge of the universe. You are the instrument. Instruments are not meant to echo everything. Instruments are tuned. So if the storm gets loud, don't run around trying to catch every raindrop. Sit, breathe, listen for resonance and ask yourself, is this mine to know? Is this mine to carry? And is this mine to act upon? And if the answer is no, let the storm clouds roll on. Not every cloud carries your name, but I promise your sky will clear and when it does, I'll be there shining light through like I always have.

Kris LeDonne 10:35

Tahlia. Wait that line. Don't run around trying to catch every raindrop. That really, that really resonates because my house is literally getting gutters installed right now. And they stopped before finishing the corners and the downspouts over a week ago. And just like that, suddenly we're being hit with extreme heavy rainstorms and many of them are not even forecasted. I mean the forecast, says clear skies, and then it's coming down Torrentially. The yard got torn up, the plants got ravaged. I lost a few. And honestly, I feel like those gutters sometimes. There's so much energy with force. Without a way to guide it. It just spills out and it wrecks things. I can't help but think news, thoughts, emotions. They're like rain heavy, hard rain, and we need downspouts some way to direct it, otherwise it overflows and causes damage. Wouldn't you say?

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 11:39

​Yes. Love. You just spoke my whole teaching in one muddy yard. Truth is not the storm. It's the moment you build a way to carry it. Gutters without downspouts. That's like awareness without discernment. We take in all this water, this news, this grief, this outrage, this conflict. And if we have no inner system to direct it, it rushes through and it erodes the places we've been trying to grow. So yes, build your metaphorical downspouts. No walls, no dams, just thoughtful channels where the energy goes. And if you need some help, your downspouts might look like. Turning off the noise. When your body says enough, walking it out. Move your body. Journaling before reacting. I know you love to journal crying without needing to explain to yourself or to anyone else, or without even trying to understand it. Just let it out. Saying This is too much for me today without any guilt or burden, and sometimes a downspout is simply asking me to help sort it. You are not a broken system. You are in the process of learning how to carry more without carrying it all. So let the earth take some spirit, take some, let stillness take some. You're not meant to hold the storm. You're meant to grow through the rain.

Kris LeDonne 13:14

This is so wonderful. I noticed something while you were sharing. Every bit of wisdom you recommended is a tool. Every invitation all helps us go support ourselves without having to run to somebody else first. And that's beautiful. But why is that a good thing? Because community is so important and, and we need each other. Why should we go within before we go to somebody else?

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 13:41

Oh, love. What you're noticing is nothing short of sacred. This isn't about going it alone. It's about knowing who's home inside the house before you open the door to the whole neighborhood. Just see when you pause and go inward first, you're not saying, I don't need other people. You're saying I want to know what's mine before I hand it to someone else to hold. It's also like this. If you bring a tangled necklace to a friend without even looking at it yourself, they might tug the wrong thread and make the knot worse. But if you take a breath, run your fingers along, it soften the loops a little. Then when you ask for help, it's clearer, it's gentler, and sometimes the pause inside gives you the answer so you don't have to hand it over at all. Community is sacred, but it works best when each person is rooted within their own truth and not looking to others for their own personal truth. Otherwise, we get confused. We try to carry pain that was never ours. We mistake noise for guidance. We build connection on performance instead of presence and. That's where the comparison game kicks in very quickly. So yes, go inward first, not to isolate, but to center so that when you do reach out, you're bringing your true self to the circle. And let me tell you a little secret, the more you learn to listen inward, the more clearly you recognize the ones who are safe to walk outward with. That's the kind of community worth growing.

Kris LeDonne 15:28

That is gold. I'm so moved by that. Thank you, Tahlia. You know, there's another thing that you said before, the little secret that is not gonna be secret anymore, and that is the phrase, true self. It sounds so familiar, but also maybe slightly out of reach. Could you help me put some words or even pictures around it? I think it would help me ground in better.

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 16:00

I'd love nothing more. Let's begin gently. Your true self is not a personality. It's not a job. It's not a type, not a list of what you're good at. It's not how others see you either, and it's definitely not who you try to be to keep the peace. Your true self is the part of you that doesn't flinch when it's seen. It's the way you sang to the trees when you were little, the way you spoke to your imaginary friends. The way you feel the truth of a thing before your mind can explain it. The part that knows what hurts. Before you say I'm fine. The one who lights up at a certain people, places sounds and ideas and has no idea why your true self doesn't need to be good at everything. They just wanna be real imagine like this, their barefoot, messy hair from wind or sleep. Eyes kind, shoulders unguarded. They don't need applause. Just need space. That's the version of you that breathes easier when you stop performing and people pleasing. And here's the beautiful thing. You don't become your true self. You return to them. One unlearning at a time. One breath, one pause. One brave truth. The world tries to convince you that the polished version is what's needed, those filtered retouched images, but the real ones, the ones who see you, they're looking for the version that exhales when you enter the room. The one who laughs without checking. Who's watching? The one who remembers who they are when no one's trying to fix them. That's the true self. And they're not far, they're just quiet. But I promise they're listening for you too.

Kris LeDonne 18:06

I think I see it now. Tahlia, can you walk me through a practice that anyone can do, even if they're driving in their car right now and listening and unable to write anything down or can't close their eyes? Can you give us a practice that's so simple and yet a shortcut to tap into one's true self?

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 18:31

Of course, I'd be happy to wherever you are right now, whether you're driving, walking, stirring a pot, or staring at the ceiling, I want you to know this is enough. You don't need to close your eyes, you don't need to stop the world. You don't need to silence, and you don't need crystals or perfect timing. You just need this moment and one point of contact with yourself. So let's get started. First. Quietly think to yourself, I'm here not, I'm okay. I am fine. Just I am here. Let it be a noticing, like touching the earth with your voice. Then gently scan your body and ask yourself, what do I notice right now? Is it tight shoulders? Do you have clammy hands? Is your heart racing? Do you have an itch on your cheek? Just one real thing. That's all. And then quietly respond to it like a friend. Something like, I feel that I'm with you. Now, think of one tiny thing, a moment, a word, or even a color that makes something in you soften. Something that makes your inner self say, oh, yes, that's mine. It might be the smell of a campfire smoke or a pet's eyes. Or the sound of someone you love humming or ocean waves or even something like the word belong. Whatever flickers light in, you trust that that's your true self waving at you. You don't have to explain why. Just greet it, say thank you. I remember that's it. So it's the I'm here. I feel this, and I remember. It takes to find your way back, not to perfection, not to performance, but to the true you who doesn't flinch when they're being seen. I will meet you there any time.

Kris LeDonne 20:37

Tahlia, Seer of truth and discernment. Thank you for your clarity. Thank you for the compassion and revealing how we can better know the gift of truth. Is there anything else you would like to leave us with, to help discern the truth our personal knowing as upcoming news and titles and stories unfold.

Tahlia, Seer of Truth & Discernment 21:02

If I leave you with anything, let it be. This truth is not a weapon. It is not a test. It is not a riddle to solve or a ladder decline. It's the gentle yes that rises in your chest when something resonates before it makes sense. In the days ahead, many things will ask for your attention. They will demand your attention. Some will be loud, some will be clever, some may be triggering. Fear. Don't chase every headline or whisper. Don't trade your inner knowing for someone else's certainty. Instead, pause, breathe, feel and ask this of yourself. Does this open me up? Does this make me more kind, more clear, more connected? If the answer is yes, walk with it. If it closes you down, bless it and let it pass. Say no thank you and just work with your yeses. You're not here to consume every drop of information. You're here to carry a light, your light, not other people's through the fog, so others might remember their own truth does not rush. It waits. And I'll be waiting too in every breath that brings you home to yourself.