This blog has been dormant for too long! I just read another blogger's posts called blessing manifesting, and thank you Dominee for expressing your ease and flow and reminding me that I can enjoy ease and flow too! Meaning, it doesn't have to be perfect, it doesn't have to be super profound, it can be just a little checking in with what I want to express and what I want to create, and that in itself is valuable and worthwhile! I know that every sentence in this post so far has an exclamation point at the end, but that's okay, because I feel exclamatory! That may or may not be a word, but I like it.
I've been living in my healing journey, continuing to feel and explore my way to insight and greater and greater clarity. I love moving back to my true centered self, my original joy. What I have been doing lately is I've been communing with my inner child - feeling her little head resting on my chest, her curled up body resting in my lap. It's funny how things spiral back around. This experience is not anything new, and yet it is new to me now to be remembering it, and to be bringing it more and more into my experience. It feels easier and more and more natural.
Last night I was dancing with my expressive dance group. When I noticed a familiar tightness in my right shoulder, I did some stretching to loosen it up, which is what I usually do, but then I remembered this child's head resting against my chest in that sore place. I put my hand over that spot and just sent my love into it. So different than massaging the muscles that feel tight and tender. It feels like the love is more available than in the past. All that tapping on whatever has needed healing, and meditating on love and energy, has made it easier and freer and more spacious for love to be primary.
But I want to leave you with something really special to make your heart soften and sing. Here are some words whose sounds and pictures are intended to evoke a good feeling for you:
Slow down for the meadow inside you.
Inhale the airy caress of a breeze
as it strokes the long soft grasses
pale green and full of daylight
See the grasses bend to the breeze
the way a lover bends into a kiss
both yielding and reaching out
Listen for the quiet that measures space
stillness
graced by ordinary sounds
the songs of living things pulsing
Smell the freshness of air
and feel its unfettered movement
like a wandering mind
Remember the meadow inside you
even on noisy streets
through concrete and truck roar
There's an inner place
one thought away
find yourself there
find your self
I've been living in my healing journey, continuing to feel and explore my way to insight and greater and greater clarity. I love moving back to my true centered self, my original joy. What I have been doing lately is I've been communing with my inner child - feeling her little head resting on my chest, her curled up body resting in my lap. It's funny how things spiral back around. This experience is not anything new, and yet it is new to me now to be remembering it, and to be bringing it more and more into my experience. It feels easier and more and more natural.
Last night I was dancing with my expressive dance group. When I noticed a familiar tightness in my right shoulder, I did some stretching to loosen it up, which is what I usually do, but then I remembered this child's head resting against my chest in that sore place. I put my hand over that spot and just sent my love into it. So different than massaging the muscles that feel tight and tender. It feels like the love is more available than in the past. All that tapping on whatever has needed healing, and meditating on love and energy, has made it easier and freer and more spacious for love to be primary.
But I want to leave you with something really special to make your heart soften and sing. Here are some words whose sounds and pictures are intended to evoke a good feeling for you:
Slow down for the meadow inside you.
Inhale the airy caress of a breeze
as it strokes the long soft grasses
pale green and full of daylight
See the grasses bend to the breeze
the way a lover bends into a kiss
both yielding and reaching out
Listen for the quiet that measures space
stillness
graced by ordinary sounds
the songs of living things pulsing
Smell the freshness of air
and feel its unfettered movement
like a wandering mind
Remember the meadow inside you
even on noisy streets
through concrete and truck roar
There's an inner place
one thought away
find yourself there
find your self
