Home is both the place of origin and the next destination on this journey of life. Some day I won’t be in this body anymore; I don’t want to have any regrets about what I did, or more likely didn’t do while I was in it. Be vulnerable. Be curious. Be grateful. Be silly. Let the cells have the experience the heart wants and know the nervous system is recording the whole journey from origin to dirt. #transition #atriptakesyou #earthschooling #amsterdam #vrikshasana #treepose #yogatherapist #chooselove #divinebeings ...

When Embodiment is Fractured

Uncertainty is difficult, even when we are awake and walking toward our calling.
Sickness, astronomical science and sacred ritual told me it's time to come home; to the place of clarity and guidance inside mySelf.

The nonsense of busy is my go-to rock-em sock-em robot of disembodiment. Silence is the soft groan of hope. This long night of reflection is an annual gift I give myself. Turn the light off.
Be alone. Of all the relationships in this passing, I am only an assured influencer of my own mind.

After so many spins, I inherently know the creative control of my internal filmmaking shines brighter in the dark. When everything around is dormant, the curtain lifts. Watch closely. I want to write an informed review when the light returns.

Tonight I invite myself to stop resisting and settle into the earth chair. I listen to my body, the consummate communicator. Shivers. Tears. Spontaneous movement. The familiar feeling of unabashed instinctual release.

Anxiety brain refocuses on the subtle sensations and gives into the self reflection of complimentary opposites. Dark and Light. Death and rebirth. Pain and pleasure. Scarcity and gratitude. Fear and faith. All the pandemic has taken and what it has given. Survivorship hangs in the balance.

Transition is human. The space of grace is unchanged. The felt sense remembers the past but communicates in the present. With that, what question does my body hold?

Who do I put first? A life of service is fragmented by family and purpose. For everyone else’s sake, why can’t I just settle for less than what I know I want and is available to me?

Questions embedded in the soma need acceptance and gratitude. No stories. No judgement. No need to compare or understand. This is the keystone of protection when we sit with ourselves in the shadows.

Connected in community with fellow seekers, I acknowledge the growth of my work. The chat fills up with queries of “how can and how is”. Please, consider searching the dark for the answer to your “how’s”. This is your superpower. It will light your way through the next year. #wintersolstice2021 #selfreflection #embody #sacredritual ...