Oh my mind, why so sour today? You’d be sour, too, if you were expected to figure this mess out. You don’t have to figure this out. Who told you that you did? Well, you aren’t figuring it out yourself, and someone has to do it. Oh, sweetheart, just breathe and rest. There isn’t anything to be figured out. Just breathe and rest.
It doesn’t matter how much the winter kills you, and how dead you are by the end of it, how pale, how lifeless, how skeletal, how deeply and quietly you lie beneath the frozen surface of the earth— when spring comes, there is this perennial, irresistible force in you, that wakes up, comes alive, and sighs with the joy and the delight of living and blossoming, of rekindling the vital movement of air in lungs and blood in veins and power in voice. Come alive, come alive, come alive again. Spring is here, and it’s time to come out of hiding. Friends, it’s time to live again, so wake up, breathe, and join me in the garden. Let’s tend to one another’s blossoming and celebrate what we grow in the light of our love and joy.
When you woke up this morning, did you remember who you really are? Have you remembered yet today? If not, let me remind you, but first, S L O W L Y EXHALE ALL THE WAY, and then, S L O W L Y INHALE ALL THE WAY. There now, that’s better, isn’t it? ✨❤️✨ You are pure consciousness in a physical body standing on a tiny blue dot in the middle of infinite space. You are a single cell on that blue dot, a subatomic particle of the atom in which you live, and yet your consciousness is bigger than the universe. Can you open in awareness of this vastness? Can you feel out to the farthest reaches of space, can you sense into the urge to expand forever? Can you take on the awareness of a star, burning in your desire to express your light? Can you spin the way a planet spins, can you feel its mass, and can you sense the momentum it has attained in its embrace of the cosmic dance? And YOU, how about your embrace? You are the center of the universe, did you know that? You are, in this very second, entirely surrounded, held, seen, known, loved and cherished by the force that created you (and you can call it what you want!) You are sovereign in your center, holding the consciousness of the cosmos. Now that you’ve remembered that the entire universe is yours to command, what now will you do?
I breathed in your fragrance and I didn’t stop breathing. Now I am in a different dimension, constantly coupled with you. I care nothing of the world I left behind. This new world with you is all I’ve ever wanted.
There is no losing or winning, just staying asleep or waking up. Every time I breathe consciously, I wake up a little bit more. I have more available to me in this moment, more to feel, and see, and touch, more to embody, embrace and become. I let the breath move through me. When I feel a difficult feeling, I ventilate it, and let it pass through too. Sometimes I don’t react to the feeling, I just breathe it. And I remember it’s not about losing or winning, but staying asleep or waking up. I choose to awaken.