I surrender to the passions and longing of the creative processes planted in my spirit . The seeds planted long ago before I knew myself and before I knew the freedom of surrender .
She calls to me at all hours and asks only that I listen . And when I listen I am moved to create and to give and to explore . Step outside of what you’ve grown accustomed to and outside of judgment placed upon you and travel inside the the infinite spaces of your heart .
See the stars and bright lights of planets set into motion before you were a whisper …or were you a whisper in the life of a star and now here you are .
The beauty in your kindness echoes throughout the ages and the love that flows freely from your heart is felt throughout the world beyond any measurement known to man .
Music in my heart sends me dancing into a night sky and touching stars . It’s all so much more than a any one single moment and yet a single moment is everything , Your smile could free a heart and anger may in prison it . which will be ?
My heart reminds me to feel the music and to welcome the colors that tell of a song written long ago , The colors invite me listen and to claim joy . To be bold one moment and to quietly observe in the next ,
Melodies and movement in my mind become explorations of creative expression and are freedom . I set my heart free …to be .
Where is the next step ? Going on exploratory trips inside the mind and the emotions and expecting an answer . The anchors are few and seem related only to material and practical parameters . Why ? Why is the clarity so elusive ? Seeking change and not knowing where it is . All the while placing the burden of healing underneath the desire for change . Will the change create the opening for healing to continue , to expand ?
Thinking that the lack of clarity was simply tied into some universal timing . Reminding myself that acceptance is a powerful tool rather than pure passivity . That giving oneself over to acceptance can actually bring freedom . Freedom that brings action . And onward we go !
Still feeling as if caught inside of a struggle somehow and yet so close to knowing . Knowing what to do next . I stood at the water’s edge , looking out , and feeling a chill . The sky was filled with shades of grey blue hues and dramatic movement . Far off it look to be restless and stormy .
Then a thought came . It is I that is holding back the change . It is , both , fear and comfort . It is I that is holding onto what is already known rather than embracing the unknown . It is within my heart and within my thoughts that keeps me still … for now anyway .
It seems to be time to let go . The barriers built so silently in a moment here and years stretching out there . The heart seeks it’s freedom and it is in the willingness to be seen and felt that the freedom lives .
In the tears that didn’t get hugged away in healing will come a new breath . Vulnerability worn with honor and fearlessness in acceptance of the imperfect spirit learning this dance .
Leap , rest , twirl , rest . Always bringing love into the dance .
A dream tucked snugly into one’s heart and waiting . Waiting until there is a sudden , beautiful click signaling that different necessary elements have come together to breathe life into the dream .
Can you see it in your mind’s eye ? The dream that excites you and carries you through the moments of wondering ” Is his all there is ? ” And even those moments are fleeting and precious and will become a layer in the dream in your heart.
And a doubt ..or two may arrive like a wave . Washing over you and asking for your attention . A small detail held in your hand may become the whole world in your thoughts.
The dream carried in your heart came with you into this world and waits for you .
Glance towards the sky and allow the anchors of the day to slip away . Is the sun gently warming your face ? Or perhaps wind is blowing , churning up the earth beneath your feet . Once when visiting a beautiful Island I walked into the warm ocean waters and began gliding against the incoming waves . Feeling the strength of my muscles , the power of the ocean and the seemingly infinite horizon before me , I was free .
Is my mind free ? Is yours ? Do we create barriers to our creativity and to our willingness to be kind ? To be generous ?