Namaste,
Dear one.
Can I ask you a question?
What is it that you long for?
How are you being when time disappears?
What is it that makes you feel strong?
And how was that quieted in the past?
I see you,
Beautiful one.
I see you.
I hear you.
I feel you.
I invite you to close your eyes.
You are safe.
You are held.
As you close your eyes,
Please bring awareness to the miracle of the ocean,
Of your breath,
Singing forth your existence,
Unapologetically moving in and out,
With ease and with instinctual knowing.
And you feel it.
You too have this ability,
Dear one.
No need to force or plan or cling all the time.
Simply allow.
Placing one or both hands on top of your heart,
Listen.
Listen and feel this drum in accompaniment with your ocean.
Also singing forth the miracle of you,
Together in harmony.
Allow yourself to be rocked by your ocean and cradled by the knowing that the beat of the heart reminds the animal of your body.
I invite you to dissolve into this moment and find yourself in a place that fills you with the grace of peace and exhale.
Where are you?
What does it look like?
What does it feel like?
Are there sounds singing through the sweet breeze gently kissing your skin,
Bathing you in a baptism of letting go?
Is there a smell in the air that is a comforting reminder of coming home to this place?
Allow yourself to arrive fully,
Completely,
Unapologetically.
Take a moment to look around at this exquisite existence that you have created and notice.
This something walking towards you in the distance.
Small at first and not necessarily recognizable.
As this little being comes closer and closer,
A sense of familiarity enters into the marrow of the bones of knowing.
This small being is you.
You as the uncorrupted and trusting child of this existence,
Without question walking towards you as you are,
Without fear and filled with a sense of unconditional love and wonder.
What do you see when you look in your eyes,
Dear one?
What does this little child need to hear?
Allow yourself to go deep.
Layer upon layer of year after year,
What does this child need?
Where has this child been silenced when every ounce of their being was ready to sing forth,
Here I am?
What does this little child need to feel?
Where does the beginning of the grip of claws of fear enter into this sweet life?
It's okay,
Beautiful one.
You are safe.
You are held.
You are cradled in the arms of this sweet universe and surrounded by the heartbeat of Mother Earth that supports and sustains your tender feet.
Now look into the eyes of you.
There's a language that goes so much deeper than words.
What do you hear?
Listen.
And with nothing to fear and nothing to hide,
Open your eyes again.
Open your eyes and reach out to this small child with open arms and an open heart,
Unapologetically and courageously inviting in all that was born within your essence.
As you reconnect with this part of yourself,
Allow all of the layers that held you back to become compost for new growth and reconnection.
This child never left.
They have been waiting for you as a wise and patient reminder of what it is that you were put on this planet to be.
Without fear,
Without question,
Only an instinctual knowing rooted in unconditional love.
Here I am.
Here you are.
And together we merge into all that is meant to be.
Surrender,
Brave soul.
Hold the hand of the child inside and listen.
Listen.
And tell me what it is that you long for.
What are you doing when time disappears?
What do you see when you close your eyes and dream?
What does it smell like?
What makes your fingers and toe tips tingle with wild energy?
This life is yours to create.
What you long for is right in front of you.
No need to grasp.
Give yourself permission to receive.
Dance with time as you flow into the grace of allowing your dreams to come true.
See it.
Feel it.
Taste it.
Smell it.
Be it.
The act of being fearlessly,
Unapologetically.
You were it.
You
