when I was traveling to visit my father last winter, the trip was delayed by several situations. It took two days to get there, instead of one. I do not have a cell phone or any of the media things. I did bring pencil and paper though, and drew to help keep me focused inward, instead of outward in the business of the airport, and the situations I had no control over.
So I let my hand draw away. Feeling the energy, the love that is always, always here. Here are some
As I listen to questions about the upcoming class,
Fear and seriousness pop up... fear is afraid of the unknown,
In this group we are wanting to discover what is not known, to uncover what is deep inside, the eternal, unchanging essence. And as the happens, there is healing, completion, and new spaciousness created
We can not get to this destination through the body or mind. We need to be free of the house body. As I communicate with spirit you find that within also.
It is fun in a group. Seriousness has no place here, oh it does not like that. It does not like so much fun or ease. Oh this can not be real, seriousness chimes.
We use imagination, visualization. That is the door to spirit and the inner child has the key. Imagination is real here, in a safe, joyful way.
The pace is like a butterfly lightly dancing through flowers - gentle, kind, respectful, appreciative.
All the best to you, Jill
How is it that when it seems like I am out of food in the frig, I make the most creative dish. Or when I am feel lost in my direction and choose to open a book, a sentence points to where I need to attend. Or the perfect person comes along, every time ( in the moment I may not appreciate the full significance....)
Ther are so many choices , so much information in the world, we are surely not lacking in it. But what is helpful to one person may not be for another. That is where being on our own path, owning it, and celebrating it is so vital. No one else can do this for us, it is an act of self love, selfness, self care as opposed to selfishness.
Often times that self love is patiently waiting as I find what I think I lost. It is always there, this love, it is not dependent on anything, it is all giving. I go on detours, or what seems like a detour, only to discover that the person I meet on a particular day, is the key to unlocking a a certain facite of my natural wisdom, that has been held in suspended animation for centuries. Intellectually I could not have discerned this, but as I pay attention to my chakras, more is revealed.
I don't get it always myself, I have fellow travelers who are able to look for me, to point where I need to attend to. This is a form of community that is build on mutual support, connection, independence, interdependence. Horses comes to mind, groups of horses.
What are your thoughts, i would love to hear.
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