Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

The spring in your step, the tingling in your fingertips...

It's the song bubbling in your breath, the smile hanging off the corner of your lips. 

It's in the tear gently caressing your cheek, not sure if it's a tear of sadness or joy. 

Can you feel the butterflies dancing in your gut, making wind with their glorious wings. Wind, pregnant with the all the unknown that is to be!

Can you feel it?

It's the flame getting stronger and stronger at the root of your being. 

It hurts to stay the same, it hurts to hold back the power...

It hurts not to spread your wings and let the wind carry you. 

It burns to try and deny the fire in your belly. 

It brings tears to your eyes when you hold your breath desperately fighting to silence song of your heart!

 Angry shocks run up and down your spine at the mere thought of fear, for what is fear but a weak denial to all that is!

Throw it out, for it no longer serves a purpose, as if it ever did!

Feel deep in your heart for what you know is already here. 

Your soul is no longer laying on the dusty floor of your being, buried under dirty  reasons and half realized fears. 

It is awake and storming out. 

 

It doesn't need to fight or break out, for in its gaze the impertinence of the blind   illusions simply melts, the fears simmer to ash and logic vanishes into thin air without even a "puff". 

Your soul is simply stepping out in all its glory and fire! 

To deny it, to fight it is to die a slow and painful death. 

Let it dance with the Wind and send Thunder in the sky! 

You know it is time to step into your power and march with the change. 

Anything less is hell. 

You can feel it with every fiber in your body, your can smell it with every sip of breath.... 

Why are you fighting it?

Let the fire in you blow up  into an eternal blaze, no need to fear it, no need to control it. 

The only way the fire won't consume you is to become the Fire...

The Ancient force in us

The old vibrations of struggle no longer bring results, in fact they never did but we were to blind to see. 

The warrior mode is no longer enough. 

The fighter is just one aspect of us and that is no longer enough. 

Dig deeper, look into the deepest, darkest vortex of the soul to find its counterpart- the Priestess, the Goddess, the Magician. 

We all have it, we just put those aspects of us on the side so we can bear the hardship of life. 

Well, bearing is no longer enough!

We now need to rise above the mundane and find our song, find our joy, find our ecstasy! 

Marry the warrior and the goddess in one- our true self, inseparable from the universe!

The two counterparts, the opposites, the twin flames, they are not without, they are within, waiting for eons and eons to be united. 

Find that soft, gentle, yet powerful force in us, that knows, that feels, that summons, that runs wild. 

Summon the Mother within, the Ancient one, the Wise one, that incredible force that has been dormant for too long. 

And let the warrior hang his sword, rest his sorrow on the her shoulder and weep rivers of pain for what he has seen. 

And when the anguish is gone, he can see his clear reflection in her, for they are one and the same, all within us and all around us. 

Change hurts

Change can be the most uncomfortable feeling
It is like trying to fit and look good into clothes that are very outdated.
You are twisting and squeezing and pulling and fighting trying so hard to be what you used to be.
But why?
Why is metamorphosis so painful?
Because we cling to our own perception of ourselves.
Because we are so attached to the idea of what we are.
"The most important thing is to be able at any given moment what we are for what we can become" Maharishi Majesh Yogi
The caterpillar doesn't resist becoming a butterfly.
The snake gladly removes its old skin to make space for a new one.
Even we throw out old clothes to make room to grow

Why are we so unwilling to do it with the things that really need changing?
Our outdated habits, old ideas of what we are and the people around us are?

We need to make space, to throw out the old and have fun with the new.
It is scary at first, but soon you forget the fear and become attached to that new you, only to resist the next change, lurking around the corner.

Fear

Fear is simply a reaction to the unknown. 

Take a deep breath and dive into it

Trust

Before we can trust another we need to learn to trust ourselves. 

Sun Song

Rise, little Sun, Rise

Bathe me in your glorious light

Shine, little Heart, shine

Bathe me in my glorious light

Come, little Wave, come

Play with my soul

Giude, little Bird, guide

Guide me your beautiful song

Fly, little Butrerfly, fly

Carry me in the wind

Mourn, little Moon, mourn

Burry me with old bones

Rise, little Flame, rise

Let me be reborn!

Can you stand in the darkness

Can you stand in the darkness

Deep in the void

Can you feel the empty space around

And cherish its liberating embrace. 

Can you sit with the emptiness

And resist

The desire to be full again. 

Exploring the sharp edges 

Of your true self

Learning to love the deep black holes.  

Can you feel the empty walls of your being

Simply the thud of your heart

Giving life to the universe. 

Can you see the abandoned corners 

With stale marks 

Of the unnecessary gone

Exhaling all that is old 

Feeling death in your veins

Can you wait for a breath 

Before you start filling up again

Can you wait and feel 

For direction

For sign

For a song

To bring you back to life. 

Can you sit with the void,

This vortex of nothingness

Not taking the first step

Waiting instead

For the path to call upon you

Can you stand the darkness

Sit in the silence

Drowning in stillness

Gasping for light

And really feel

your feet on the ground