Chapter 17 Steady and easy pose,
Hands in gyan mudra,
Sitting on her yoga mat,
Dahlia focused on her breath in an attempt to slow down the chatter in her mind.
Inhaling 1,
2,
3,
4,
5,
Pause,
2,
3,
4,
5,
Exhale,
2,
3,
4,
5,
With a deep sigh,
Releasing some of the tension in her body,
She continued her practice,
Feeling her jaw loosening and the knot at the center of her shoulders slowly unwinding.
It took a little while,
But finally she could find that sweet spot of simply observing the thoughts that were arising,
Observing,
And releasing.
As new thoughts arrived,
Observing and releasing those,
Keeping her focus centered on her breath.
What was the pattern underneath all this internal chatter,
She wondered.
Show me the pattern.
Allow me to see what is driving this loop my mind is in.
As she held her back straight and steady,
Her shoulders wide and open,
Big yawns flowing the energy through one after another,
The word fear appeared like a flashing sign in her third eye.
Yes,
I feel that.
What is driving the fear,
She asked.
What if you are right,
Immediately came the thought.
Yes,
She could feel the truth of that being the right question,
With a huge yawn and waves of energy moving through her body.
Slowly exhaling,
Lifting her shoulders up and down and then moving them from side to side,
Dahlia allowed the question to be felt fully.
What if I am right,
She thought.
Slowing down the thoughts that wanted to come in to answer the question and validate her fear,
Dahlia instead leaned further into the question.
What if I am right?
Her fear wasn't of being wrong,
But of being right,
Of accurately seeing energy manifest,
Future visions becoming current reality.
That would mean I'm afraid of my own gifts,
My own abilities,
My own knowing.
I'm afraid of my own power.
Yes,
Her body answered that truth immediately.
She could feel the tenderness in her heart space,
The lump in her throat,
The tears right at the edge of her closed eyes.
Rubbing her hands gently on her thighs to soothe her nervous system and cue her body back to safety,
Dahlia slowly settled the intensity of the moment with steady,
Small movements.
Wiggling her jaw at the same time and feeling another big yawn move through,
Dahlia carefully started turning the idea over and examining it from all angles.
Why am I afraid of my own power?
Well,
With great power comes great responsibility,
She heard,
Flashing back to a Marvel movie.
Another yawn.
Slowing her hands,
Feeling the energy,
The heat buzzing in them as they rested on her legs,
Dahlia felled into that statement.
Is the responsibility to share what I see in my dreams,
My visions?
Is my responsibility to simply allow them and hold space in my meditation practice,
In my energy field?
Is it my responsibility to share information that may change the experience?
Because those who hear my message will know before the experience arrives that it is arriving.
Does that then change the experience?
Is humanity meant to all arrive in the moment of new awareness together,
Simultaneously?
Or is it my responsibility to share what I see and allow divine timing and the universe to manage the broadcasting of that message?
She could feel her answer coming through clearly in these questions.
Timing,
Alignment,
Was always managed by the universe,
Love,
Consciousness,
Forces much greater than Dahlia's human understanding.
So if I trust that the universe manages the timing,
Then it makes sense to trust the timing of when I receive the messages.
And to trust that if I receive a message that is so expansive for my consciousness and carries with it the impulse to share,
Then there is a reason I am receiving that message.
So the next question would be,
How do I stay steady in my power as I share the message?
She could feel her jaw lock up again.
Stretching her jawbone and allowing another yawn to move through,
Dahlia could feel her mind go foggy.
This was the question that had been keeping her mind distracted.
Another yawn.
Let me ask it again.
So how do I stay steady as I share the message that is clearly coming through from source to me with purpose?
How do I stay steady?
With this new question,
The answers came flying in one after another.
Daily yoga practice,
Hikes on the trail,
Time spent quietly watching the ocean,
Allowing the smell of the salt air and the sound of the waves to steady and heal her nervous system and clear out her throat chakra through her ears and her nose.
More water,
For sure more water.
She wasn't staying hydrated enough and she could feel how dry her mouth was even as the awareness came through.
A slight change in her diet,
A little more liquid through soups and smoothies and a little more focus on temperature of foods.
She could feel how quickly her body was moving energy when the visions arrived with a flush of heat through her whole body and then when they left with chills that had her wanting to wrap herself in a blanket even on a warm day.
Paying attention to the temperature of food in her meals would help her balance her system continuously throughout the day.
A few more hot teas.
A mug of hot tea after a vision would especially feel good,
Soothing.
Journaling,
Recording,
Writing the details.
She could feel how that would strengthen the transmission of information that was arriving.
Perhaps even some sketches of what she was seeing in the light in the movement of energy over the water.
So far the energy force field always stopped before it arrived on land and yet more detail within the image was slowly emerging.
She was beginning to make out color hues and streaks or lines of color within the moving light.
Yes,
A sketchbook with colored pencils would be helpful she thought.
She could feel how that ability to translate from her third eye clarity onto paper would be a powerful process for her and also to be able to share with Enro.
Even though it felt like he was seeing exactly what she was seeing,
Perhaps if she drew it there might be slight differences that they could discuss.
She could feel the excitement in her chest as she saw the image of herself sketching up on the cliff looking at the water.
Yes,
That would steady me,
Sighing in delight at these simple answers that brought such clarity and focus for her next steps.
This would be her plan for today.
She would walk down to the art store in town and then hike up to the cliff and spend some time sketching.
There was a reason that she kept receiving the same information repeatedly from her soul,
Her guides,
The universe.
It was happening with purpose.
Her responsibility was to honor and trust that the message was for her and for those she chose to share it with and sharing it is what serves.
Smiling and slowly opening her eyes,
Dahlia reached over to the side table near the mat,
Opened her journal and wrote down the realization she had come to in the time on her mat.
Who I am supposed to share it with and how will be revealed to me as I'm ready to know it.
For now,
I steady myself and I start drawing this vision into reality.
Yes,
Thank you,
Thank you,
Thank you.
She could feel her heart transmitting beams of love to all of consciousness supporting her.
