My fisted hands are now open palms. It's been years of
prying this grasp loose, and finally it has happened. It hurts deeply, the
stiffness and aching from so much pressure. I let go. I cultivate trust. I
believe in Love. The pain will subside. This I know is True.
Shakti is awakening. It's time.
I wrote these words the other day
sitting in a space beyond our common constructs of place and time. I wrote them
from Now Here, which has no understanding of past or future for this space is
Infinite, always was and always will be. This space exists in my heart and is
made of my Soul. This is the space of Truth.
After so much energy invested in "soul searching" for so long, I recently found myself face to face with what I
had been searching for, even if it didn’t look exactly as I’d imagined. My Soul
longed for freedom of movement, travel and exploring new places to call home.
I’ve now taken up residence in my third time zone in as many months and feel
strongly called toward planting myself here for a while. My Soul longed for
creative expression. I’ve made the bold move of redefining my work life to
devote more of myself to pursuits and offerings that nurture my Shakti flow, my
creative essence. My Soul longed for an enlightened partnership. I’ve had the
privilege of loving and being loved by someone so conscious that together we
started and ended our relationship in sacred Tantric ritual, and uphold our commitment to the others’ evolution and well being as much as our own whether
we’re together or apart.
Home. Job. Relationship. Picture
a three-legged stool, with each of these holding up the seat, and the seat is
Sense of Self. Most of us define ourselves by these external factors and they
uphold the image we project outwardly as well as identify with
inwardly. I just chopped the legs off my stool inside the span of a few short
months, and now all I’m left to sit in is the seat of Self. I’m left with the
chance to feel into Who I AM. And by the Grace of Goddess, I know all I AM
left with is absolutely enough.
When I wrote those words the
other day, I had just finished enjoying some much needed rest and rejuvenation at
the Sivananda ashram in Grass Valley, CA, consoling my weary heart and clearing
my cluttered mind after a lot of upheaval in the weeks, really months, prior. I
needed the solace of nature and the spiritual community that has held me for so
many years. I communed in sweet silence with Ganesha, Krsna, Siva and Durga. I
chanted their Holy names with all the love and devotion in my heart. I poured
out pages and pages of thoughts, feelings and revelations into my journal and
ultimately in messages to the Beloved who was not mine to have anymore for we had
come to a crossroads and chose different paths.
I began to glimpse the sense of clarity I'd yearned for, yet the Truth of that precise moment before those
words came was things weren’t clear at all. That I had no idea of where to call
home, how I would earn a living and whether or not a loving, intimate partnership made to go the distance was in my destiny had me in a state of flux. I had been
working hard to establish myself in the space of Now Here, and it seemed I was
making real progress until I heard my former Beloved’s voice on the line and felt the
surge of hazy emotion threaten to overtake me, dragging me down to Nowhere.
Nowhere is most certainly not
where I choose to be. I choose to be Now Here.
So I entered Now Here’s glorious
gates. I was sitting outside the home of a Soul sister and mentor who I had
been called to connect with, and who, by the Grace of Goddess, had heard the
call too and answered it. In preparation for this auspicious meeting I
channeled the flow of Shakti in me, moving Her abundant goodness through me
with my breath, feeling every cell of my being soften as the vibration of Om came
forth. Healing comes from the heart. Healing comes from within.
In the span of time we spent
together, this sister of my Soul helped bring me to the undeniable recognition
that I had landed exactly where I asked to be all along. I had brought my Self
to this space of Now Here, and from it I could time travel into my “future” at
will, feel into and see what it looks like to be living the life my Soul is
truly meant for. I had a visceral experience with the relativity of time, understanding it as the arbitrary construct it is. There was nothing more to search for. It is all Now Here.
Many nuances of the path I tread are still unknown to
me. Many alternative routes exist for my choosing. Many chances to relearn and relive this
sort of experience are likely to present themselves as I continue forward, occasionally crossing the line back into familiar Nowhere, only so I may continue strengthening
my commitment to being Now Here. I accept and embrace all of this for I know the hardest part is over. I let go of my iron grip and opened myself to receive the Grace I was born for. Shakti is awake and alive in me.
Now is her time. Here is her place. I AM ready, come what may.
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