This day has never happened to me before. Today is my blank white paper, my empty canvas stretched across the infinite frame of my existence, awaiting the first stroke of my brush.
The sticky doubts of yesterday, mean nothing. Remember that! Those pests only show up when I silence original thought, judge my unique contribution to anything as inadequate, out of touch, or down right stupid. Or worse, fall under the spell of “collective agreement” deciding to have the same experience everyone else is having—always the easier, softer choice if I’m to continue to stay asleep and pretend I’m living a meaningful life.
Step by step… that’s how it’s done.
My inner wise self is permissive, forgiving and always direct in a way that seems obtuse. Take a moment, it whispers. Feel your heart hunger. Hear the songs of life connecting your breath. Embrace what you cannot understand…with a little faith. See the Divine in each of us. Listen a bit longer, it’s all there. Gaze a little deeper, who do you see. Touch lightly with an open hand. Taste the sweetness of life everywhere. Smell the sacred rains of change. Take it all in! What you don’t know yet is what you long to learn.
This is My Life. My body is My gift and my Five Senses are my birthright.
Again, and always again, I wake UP! Today, I recognize my individuality through every sense available to me. This day I AM the person living this life, registering distinct experiences, defining my reactions and feeling the influx of knowledge of who I am, even if I can’t define it. I can live with that. Some days I don’t know how I know, I just know.
From my experience comes the awareness that I know that I know without needing to know how I know. This is not an intellectual pursuit. MY unique earthly experience is informed by eons of ancestral wisdom embedded in every cell. Am I a big enough girl to hear that truth? Not only am I living this life, today I am learning how to be even more ALIVE in this experience…as one who feels, hears, sees, smells, touches beyond understanding.
Yeah, this is my new day!
“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
You must ask for what you really want.
People are going back & forth across the door sill where the two worlds touch.
The door is round & open.
Don’t go back to sleep” :: Rumi