Frustration. It is at the forefront in this moment.
The feeling of annoyance that repeated habits & behaviours of self-indulgence permeate. Beyond that feeling, what is alive in me is EXCITEMENT and unfolding clarity of that which is yet to come in this next weeks and months.
Bali. USA. Retreats. Workshops. New Love. Adventure. Collaboration. Creations. Mentoring. Friendships. Unearthing. Renewing. Celebrating.
What is alive in me is the feeling of trust, that the path of purpose of my call to highest service is unravelling. What is alive in me, is a feeling of questioning my identity, how I present myself to the world and how I am perceived by you. The congruency or incongruency of my truest essence
Loving what is, shifting, sifting, lifting, morphing, melting inside of me.
A change in season, a change in heart
Mmm.. What I am truly loving is this expression of freedom that I embody each day, this remembrance that nothing and no-one can gift me "freedom". That I am, have been, and will continue to be freedom. That I choose that.
Loving the ebb and flow of new insights and discoveries, but are they really new?
Or just a remembering... an uncovering..
All is sacred, this flickering candle, this citrus aroma, this lingering chai spices in my mouth, all sacred.
It is only through awareness that the sacred is illuminated.
Awareness is the seed of all transformation
The moment in time the mind sinks into the rhythm of the heart, no longer taunted by the past or distracted by the future, but here, now, in this sacred moment where all and nothing meet. Stillness saturates my every breathe.
To traverse this inner earth is the journey we all seek
There are, have been and will continue to be, too many eyes that search outwards. That which we seek, that sense of adventure, freedom and security is here now. The gateway is through this breathe.
The gateway towards the depths of your soul is waiting.
This beckoning, this call, will never cease.
Its song may turn to whispers, it may turn to shrieks and cries or may continue as a gentle hum in the background of your life.
Turn your gaze inwards and allow the journey to begin.
Ahh! That is the great paradox! The journey begun long ago, with your first breathe.
It is deeper/higher/inner/upper journey that we speak of.
The move away from distractions. Move inwards.
Plant the seeds of commitment. The Divine Commitment to Self.
Be cautious to remember that seeds require fertilisation. So set your intentions, but don't turn your back. Nurture them, encourage them, give them the warmth of the sun, the nourishment of the rain. They will sprout. Trust.
