The earth waking up all around me The breeze stirring all the young leaves and blossoms of every tree. People cheerful and happy Light everywhere, undeniable. No matter how faithfully I may have been clinging to old skeletons, When spring comes I’m given hope that the willingness to die really does mean a beautiful rebirth, and somehow, I let go.
Every day, when I sit down meditate, I light a candle and I invoke the Archangels. I pray to them to help me see what needs to be seen hear what needs to be heard do what needs to be done speak what needs to be spoken release what needs to be released receive what needs to be received. Today a human angel showed up to help me clear some old stuff from my house and make room for the new Already my house and my soul are breathing easier. Do you see? Prayers work.
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?
Here is how we move until we awaken to our true nature: aimless, blind, lost wondering in an infinitely vast desert, no clue where home is. Here is how we move when we have awakened to our true nature: light, spacious, connected dancing in an infintely vast home, contained and opened simultaneously by the source of Love itself.
At what point does one feel ready to reinvent oneself? At what point do we become willing to release the pain imprinted in our DNA and write a new story for ourselves? If we identify with our pain we won’t be willing to let it go, because its leaving would signify our dying. But we need to die to be reborn to eternal life. If the self isn’t pain, what is the self? If the pain died away, if it dissolved into the nothingness from which all thoughts come, who would be there to witness what remains? Let me find that witness. I’m tired of all this surface stuff. I’m ready for a deep conversation.
The plan was to go to the Renaissance Festival—
my sister, my two children and me.
Then my son got sick and was up all night.
I was up too, cleaning the carpet,
cleaning his face, rubbing his back,
getting him drinks, holding the bin, reassuring him You won’t feel like this forever. You’re going to be just fine.
My sister took my daughter to the festival and we stayed home.
It’s twelve hours later and mercifully he’s sleeping.
I’m awake hoping for a restful night to come.
But then it strikes me… What prayer was answered by my receiving the honor and the privilege of time to take care of my sweet boy in the quiet of our home? What space was created in the space of my care for him and my desire to help him feel better? What experiences will my sister and daughter have without me there to pretend I’m in control? What beautiful experience is yet to blossom in my heart and mind now that I can be grateful no matter what?