6 / Offering
While I was
sitting outside in the beautiful sun, reading, I looked up, gazing across the
land, seeing horses grazing, the thought about what my
PERFECT DAY
looked like,
This is what came:
Sun caressing my body,
Lingering effortlessly upon the grass,
Puppy lying under the table
in the shade.
My beloved Spirit next to me,
Horses grazing in the field
Peacocks quiet in their quest for food.
Butterflies floating by
Lizard running down the pecan tree.
Water trickling in the pond.
Sweet sounds from the chimes, wind
gently wrapping its love around me
Love songs only I can hear.
There once was a window I looked through, now, there’s a door I walk
through.
13 / Wisdom . . .
Serious, wise, deep and pragmatic, today is for receiving the
wisdom gained through the previous days. Wisdom is stored in the Bones of the Earth as wisdom is stored in your
bones.
The lessons are complete, the memories are swiftly returning. Portals that are being ‘gifted’ on a moment
to moment bases are so grand they could be over looked if one hadn’t taken that
moment to catch it.
The other night
Gary
,
{my house mate} came home very excited, he had been shown spoons that his
friend bent, he said, “all you do is be in your heart, the spoon with
bend.” He asked me if I wanted to give
it a go. YES, YES.
We sat on the couch, closing my eyes, thinking of joyfilled moments. My spoon didn’t bend,
Gary
’s did. He walked up
to our neighbor / friend Casey,
He was so blown away he couldn’t sit still. While he was out of the house, I took the
spoon once again. Took
deep breaths, continued to focuse in on my breath
only. Being when the spoon wouldn’t bend it was because I was in my
mind, thinking about breathing, thinking about bending the spoon, the thoughts
kept me from BEING one with the spoon.
Within moments, the spoon bent, in half, I sat, unable to move,
Gary
returned seeing my sit there,
he didn’t say a word, I had my eyes closed.
When I opened my eyes, looked at the spoon, then at Gary,
holding it up, he looked at the spoon, then at me, we hadn’t spoken, yet, the spoon I bent went further in half then
his.
For the next couple of days, I had thoughts about not being
able to do it again, I didn’t want to believe this, yet the thoughts were
there, then when I said, this out loud to Gary he said, he had the same
thought.
Ok, so, it’s a couple of days later,
Gary
sits to meditate, he come outs with a spoon he just bent. He said, he sat with the spoon before he sat
in mediation, nothing happened, after words, the spoon bent, easy.
I said to myself, ok, I’ll give it a go, nothing,
nothing at all.
Letting it go, knowing there would be the perfect moment for me
to experience this once again.
It was on 9 / Jaguar
Gary
asked if I
wanted to sit once again with the spoon, “Yes, yes I do”. . .
Getting comfortable, feeling my feet flat on the floor, back
straight,
Breathing into my feet, then my legs,
continuing up my body.
When I got to my heart, I lingered there, breathing softly into
my heart.
The spoon yielded effortlessly, it was a big soup spoon. The
sensation was totally different then the first time.
This portal that was opened from this experience is beyond my
words.
“Sweet brook singing its song
energy of time filters through my
mind.
Glistening sounds emerge from the Earth,
These rocks, these magical stones
Gathering momentum,
Movement,
Rhythm,
Harmony
Ease,
Grace,
God.”
I hadn’t gone out into the world for quiet some time, the energy had been over whelming to me, then in that
moment, that split second of time when the spoon bent. The reality that I had
been living with all this time ceased to exist.
Last night Gary and I went to Jerome, {a small mining town above Sedona, Jerome is an artist community now.} four of my ‘sisters’
were there, others that I hadn’t seen for almost a year were there, it was
beautiful.
I danced, talked with many wonderful brothers and sisters.
Walking down the road to another establishment, they had a
karaoke going on. The man running this
asked if I were going to sing, with out missing a beat, I said, yes, yet, I
sing A cappella . . .
I walked away, about 20 minutes
passed, he said, “are you going to sing?’
He handed me the mike, closing my eyes, feeling my heart race,
I sang.
I felt Ian applauding me.
Felt him smiling. warmed my heart.
Stepping outside my comfort zone, then finding my comfort right where I stood.
I am blessed, we are blessed.
Life doesn’t get any better then this,
Each moment is THE best,
Re~minding yourself of who you are,
knowing that what ever space you’re in, this too shall pass, the only thing I
know to do is,
BE.
Enjoy it all, know you are loved beyond measure.
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