Something beautiful and terrifying is happening. I am starting to move into my body. To feel it.
It humbles me. I feel so deeply that I am part of nature.
My body moves in cycles, with the moon, with the seasons, with the coming and going of night and day. It moves me. It feels like an art to allow it, to start flowing in harmony with it.
I am just dipping my toe in the water. I have learned to be patient and allow. Not to rush and force my own unfolding.
But there is a burning desire deep in my belly to come home. To surrender and become one with the grass and the wind and the oceans. To dissolve and be no more.
Just a dance, a laugh, an embrace. Limitless and free.
What if you could be loved exactly like you are?
What if life was just waiting to give you more than you could ever imagine?
What if I told you I know it is true because it is happening to me….
To be allowed to be exactly like I am has set me free.
To realize that I am the only one who can give me permission to do so.
To see that I am held by the divine and its unconditional love, within and around me.
Having the freedom to do whatsoever I feel. To eat what I like, feel what I feel, express what I feel.
My body is becoming soft as my worries and complaints dissolve.
I am left with a deep sense of gratitude.
For myself. For the universe. For life.
A sense of completion as we are all one.
One creative energy, one living organism dancing together in perfect harmony.