Energy rises through the column of space and time that is me in this particular place known as planet Earth, it coils with sensuous grace as my kundalini bursts forth, the final shackles thrown away as I dance out of prison into the light. Luscious thoughts snaking through a mind that cannot seem to hold on to a worry or a doubt, letting the fresh breeze of my new beginning blow away anything that will not serve in this Golden New Age of love and prosperity.
Heart opens and opens, sending a delicious thrill to the nipples who are singing a song of creativity and flow, of surrender to the force of life and a spiral upwards into the pure space of inspiration. Tender distraction tugs at a mind doing its best to stay focused on the everyday, luring my thoughts into memory of touch and sound, of vibrating cells and a magical time out of time, a place you never really want to leave. So the trick then is to somehow stay there even as life pulls you into its stream, bringing with you the sense of joy and discovery, of playfulness and love.
Time to merge everything into the wholeness that is where it all began, a circle that circles within a circle, drawing our spirits into the centre of the heart, the place where transformation is a daily event. That fire will purify even the darkest of thoughts and actions and give wings to the angels who have lost their way, halos knocked askew as they go searching for the meaning to an ever-changing life. Fly with good intention and the winds of desire will always lift you up into a place where you will see the whole shebang from the perspective of an eagle, with clarity too.
Life is like a great cloud of fairy dust sparkling with motes of light, interspersed with moments of shadow, our breath like the wind sighing through it all, as we walk and we dance and we sing. As we dream, ah the wild and fulsome ripples of our deepest self, expressing that which we cannot see when the sun doth shine, the night-time bringing its wisdom in strange and abstract ways. Reflections of truth half heard and glimpsed from the corner of the eye, blink and ye may miss it, focus and it be gone.
At sea in such a fog I can barely tell if it be day or night, knowing the path is there whether it can be seen or not, knowing each step in the moment it must be taken, knowing this is the time, the place. Angels beckon from the heavens above even as the Mother extends her earthy embrace to hold me tight, a bridge between the worlds, a streak of light from above to below. I am connected to everything, the bright energy running through my body is the same that lights the milky way, that fills the night sky with iridescent glow as fireflies dance and the dolphins swim.
Letting go of everything that I think I know, I am left with the emptiness of the void, the restfulness of complete surrender to this moment, to the unknown future, and a past that changes as I do. If the mind’s eye doth cast its own shadow, how can we ever really know for sure, the exact shape and texture of our life. Trust is all that’s left, and a heart that opens to embrace all things, a precise record not necessary when feelings flow through channels of joy, when the response to being alive is to love, and to love, and to love.
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