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Gentleness is Strength

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When I feel my vulnerability…I tremble inside. There is a subtle terror in revealing one’s self. Allowing the masks to drop and unveiling what is most real, can feel pretty scary. It’s like walking around partially naked and feeling like everyone sees that you are different. Noticing that everyone else has on their familiar persona and you are alone in your simplicity.

Sometimes there are others who see, understand and relate. Usually, most people feel a bit uneasy around a defenseless being. Probably because they feel their own protective masks and need to play them out regardless. They seem to get that you aren’t really interested in playing out their game any longer and are not sure what else to do.

I just continue to be imperfectly naked in the ways that are allowing my facades to  drop and to pass through. I am what I am, no more, no less. Not too interested in the greed game or the I’m important because game or the I’m a victim game. Just being here and allowing less to be enough. It allows for a simpler orientation. Not a lot of big story too fill in all the space with. The dramatic responses are becoming  irrelavent and not that interesting.

Who are we without all this. There is a feeling of emptiness that is quite different from being in the stories of the world. A quiet that is a deep aloneness. Sometimes lonely, usually just quiet and every once in a while mind chatter seeking to engage with someone.

Although there is less of a need to engage with anyone’s stories. They are so much of the same old victim paradigm. Not really much new. Then I meet someone and I can feel their heart participating and there’s sincere eye contact and a shared inner knowing that is palpable.

Then the words don’t really matter much. There is an easy natural connection. No one trying to impress or downplay or strategize…just a simple knowing. It’s easier this way. I walk away feeling met and seen. Now being naked is an honest revealing.

There is true strength in this form of gentle connection. Deeper, more aware, penetrating moments piercing through to the fabric of existence. There is a shared knowing which transcends all the misunderstandings of this world. This is communion, deep and real.

Then it is gone. Or is it?  This may actually be a doorway which when opened allows for more true union. Human beings long to belong, to be seen, to get it right and to be good enough. What if we are already home, fully loved and accepted and we just need to be brave enough to be what we are.

When we are transparent in this, we are becoming what we have always been and always will be. Perfectly imperfect beings. Never will we be good enough or get it right in the standards of this world. Yet, we will always strive to hit an even greater mark. Until we realize there truly is no target, we spin the wheels of the mind endlessly stratagizing the next great  conquest. We call this strength.

Of course it seems to take great strength to continue these pursuits.  We are considered brave when the hunter shoots the lion and puts his head on the wall.

How absurd is this strength that ceaselessly tries to get the advantage in the situation.  True bravery comes from revealing and living from the heart. Not superficially, but, rather from a deeper unwinding of the heart. Through so many lifetimes, the heart has been jammed up by the head. Rarely allowed to demonstrate its true strength. We, go along lifetime after lifetime until finally there is a breakthrough. The heart is now here and boy does it hurt.

We have much heartache, betrayal, abandonment, abuse that we have experienced and that we have inflicted. True  courage is allowing the heart to feel again, to breathe life into this beautiful, humble servant.

This is where true strength begins to arise. When we are willing to feel this pain and to forgive it and to love again. This is where real life begins and drama ends. Yes, it hurts…more than anything. Yet, without this remarkable companion life is deadened and the old drama stories get very old. When the heart becomes freer of the old, numbing ways, there is a refreshing, new start. There is a newness, an innocence that is vulnerable, free and open.

Courage comes from the French word ‘cour’ meaning heart. They are inseparable. There is no true courage without the heart. There is mental play…which when felt into is quite superficial. The realm of the heart runs all the way to the soul. They are aligned.

The heart responds to the urgings of the soul.  Which again, can leave one feeling quite alone. The callings, guidance and simple whisperings of the heart are in a different language than the mind. They are far more simple, yet they are profound in their ability to quickly break through the illusions of this world. For this is the greatest tool to awakening which we as human beings have. You would think that a tool this amazing would be commonly employed.

Most are afraid of the true strength and power of the heart. It’s rewards are quite different than that of the mind. Love is not considered a strength in most of the world.

To be gentle is not a power tool, so it is used very infrequently. Rarely is it even eminating from the heart center.  When it is,  it can and will open doors in ways that create the most beautiful transformation for the soul.

This is the mystery, the magic and the magnificence of who we truly are. From the center of our hearts, the soul enters and shifts reality drastically. Who or whatever you think you are is eradicated and adjusted into a human being capable of extraordinary miracles.

These may not add up to millions of dollars or a new Mercedes, but, I assure you, you will feel a shift in reality that will ‘blow your mind’ open.

Once this opening occurs, you will know what you are. Once this is experienced there is a longing for this to become one’s home eternally and truly it is this.

Yet, there is still necessary shedding of the identity that  will then allow more and more and more heartfelt presence. There are moments or passages where there is a reprieve from this healing, but those who are here to awaken usually only get small breathers.

This unwinding of the ego is painful, yet there is an ever increasing simplicity to orient from. This gentle simplicity is your strength, with less and less story to defend, there is more and more presence to live from. Strength becomes gentleness becomes strength.

To your strength;

Andrea
303-545-5485

Trusting this Dance

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Finding ourselves is a deep, lonely, often painful walk into the unknown. There is an almost constant feeling of shedding skin…more and more and more. Often, I am unrecognizable. There is no landing. Just a deeper and deeper dropping into. Nothing to hold onto…we fall into this abyss. Or so it feels to be a dark emptiness. Rarely would you meet anyone who would understand this or even want to. The aloneness feels unnerving at times, yet, superficial connections feel boring.

I am here, yet, I do not know what i am at this point. There is so much shedding that I am raw and I feel a pervasive sadness for having undertaken this life. Had I known it would hurt this much I would never have begun. That this undoing would rip all meaning from my life and leave me so vulnerably naked. That my hot tears will bring no relief…I know. At this point all one can do is shed the tears, helping the lingering fears to soften, to melt. I would wish this pain on no one. Yet, I know this is for everyone. There is the undeniable awareness that we will all journey a similar path of undoing.

I walk ahead and may it lighten the load of those that follow. A reprieve is here. I am softer, a deeper layer broken through…a painful wall relinquished. And so it is…walls, barriers, pain, suffering, sadness, release, reprieve…new territory. I am a bit relieved. I am still here in someway. Yet, I know nothing of what I am.
What is there now…there is only trust. All else is empty.

So, I feel inward and I ask for help. Help me be here now. I cry…so lonely in this passage. Lonely in so many ways, for so long, for so many days. Letting go of old ways, of past days, of memories, of people, of hopes, of dreams.
I am an empty basket…not needing to be filled…just letting the tears melt what’s left.

I don’t know where I am going. I don’t really know where I’ve been. I am learning to trust in my heart and this moment. Breathe with me…let’s be with the tenderness within our hearts…just breathing…slowing down…breathing even more slowly…gently. What does it feel like to trust? Does it mean dropping into the smallest form of connection…like our breathe? Does it mean letting this be enough for this moment? Just breathing. Fear waves moving through…yet, still trusting that my breath is enough. I feel some bodily pain and my mind resisting…just breathing into all this…trusting.

Like a frightened child trusts their mommy’s soft voice ‘everything is going to be ok sweet heart.’ We learn to trust this breath and to treasure this simple way home. We trust that we will breathe and it will be ok. We will still be here in someway, in some form. We change, we evolve, we unwind, we unfold. There is presence here now. We trust that we are this presence and although it hurts like crazy mad, we still trust that this homecoming is what we are here for. The old ways just don’t work well anymore. The games are dried out, empty. No real escapes left, no one to blame…just this letting go and this rising trust.

Beginning as simple as breath, then simple noticing, I am here…some heart ache beginning to soften, a little more ease and even some grace…beautiful music playing and I feel I am beginning to dance again. To rise up from the ashes of a worn out life, yet, again and again and again…I arise for this dance. Gracefully, like a rose subtly beginning to bloom…her petals delicately opening to the morning sun…calling her exquisiteness forth.

It is time…time to open, my dear. Breathe and trust that you are here. What was no longer needed has fallen away.
Death in all her powerful surrender has taken what has worn out away from you and now you may live again. A new life begins…lighter and yet, she is wary…how will she dance now. Where will she dance? With whom will she dance? Tears for all those she has loved and released. All those she wished to dance forever with…leaving the dance floor. She dances every move from the pain of her hearts grieving for all those she has loved and released… so many souls, for so many lifetimes. Once again she dances alone…never wanting to feel this again, yet, knowing this is human love. To love with all our hearts and to dance this fully into our magnificence.

We are so old. Have known and loved so many, yet, the truest dance is within this aloneness, where our hearts are broken open and now the sun begins to shine once again. There is new ground…a settling of the emotional waves and a resting. There is no need to dance right now…just trust. Simply breathing into the life, death and rebirth which is dancing us now.

Essential Wildness

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Sometimes we have to allow our love to flow into forbidden territories. When we stay in the familiar and continue to play out our relatedness in standardized and ordinary ways, our love dries out. Wildness is essential to our passion. It brings forth the juiciness, the sensual quality of nectar in a fertile flower. When we hold onto old ways, we die a slow death.

Breathe refreshingly new ways into your ways of loving. Enjoy your nakedness, the sunset streaming through branches, a cool misty rain on your skin. Relinquish tightness, holding back, suffering. Open up allow in the exquisite beauty of your partners nakedness. Bathe in the juiciness of a plump passionate kiss. Be freer to feel this release. Not for sexuality as much as for the pure enjoyment of your senses. They will come alive and they will show you the pleasure of this life that is yours.

When we hold back too much, the fear begins to drive the body and it tightens the grip on life. Go find a private place and bask in the sun for a few minutes and let it warm your skin. Notice how sensual nature is. Endulge timeless moments and quiet, the serenity of an eternal silent moment. Let the drama pass through. All the repetitive stories holding you back from just being free to do as you please.

When we can live in these ways, we don’t need a vacation from life. Life itself is rich and rewarding. Dance in the rain. Be alone for an extended period. Ask yourself…what am I truly longing to experience now. Empty out all the attachments and the ways you mire yourself in tired, old stuck stories. Just breathe freely and feel this newness, this beginning of a new adventurous way to live.

Let new people in and explore a little bit of their world and their ways. Stay true to your values for these are your anchor. But, do try on new ways. Especially if they are sensually provocative. Let your body enjoy life more fully. Our bodies are not just our vehicles to navigate through. They are our safe haven and our source of earthly delight.

Notice how much you can participate and still feel aware, heartfelt and available to your sensitive inner connections. This is not an escape this is love for your human experience through your body. Your heart will respond favorably and you will feel the interconnectedness with the experience tangibly. Sensitively notice the flavors, textures, sounds, colors, the rhythms of life. Look at the colors of the leaves on the trees, notice the coolness or the humidity in the air.

Just noticing like this, quiets the mind and helps engage our bodies. We are human beings, divine in nature, yet, human in our desire to experience these subtle nuances. There can be great pleasure derived from this. But don’t hold on to tight. Let the winds of change free up old fears of grasping and just allow what you are enjoying to be present for you.

It’s great to create a joy list of things like this that bring you delight. These are the activities that are here to help awaken the soul to the body. This is another stage of our homecoming. Just breathe into these sensual experiences. Having gratitude for this blessing. When one is alive in these sensual ways, there is no need for big or expensive ways of life. It is usually through the simplest ways of being that we enjoy the most delightful connections.

Too much indulgence causes a hedonistic nature. We take for granted the foods we eat and we barely taste them. We become consumed with what we can buy and indulge in next. This type of experiencing is usually simple like noticing the double rainbow, or hearing the crickets song, or noticing the subtle aroma of a lilac bush.

When we free ourselves of the conventional ways of escaping, we can settle in more fully and notice these delightfully magical occurrences as if it were the first time. Ironically most of these sensually sensitive opportunities have been around forever. Like the mesmerizing flames of a camp fire, or the smell of wet grass, or the sweet white butterflies dancing in delight.

One of our main problems when we live outside of the magic of our hearts is that we take all this  amazing simplicity for granted. We then begin to need more and more and more. We eat all the animals up, we over pesticide the yards and the foods, we increase the noise volume every where we go, we need too many cars and planes and trains, so we can travel everywhere we haven’t been. Now we have destroyed the natural equilibrium that exists within the wildness. Soon it will be all but perceptible to the masses.

Always stay in full awareness of your values as you are experiencing this planet. At this point she so desperately calls for us to awaken these simple magic ways, before we destroy her essential nature. Together, let’s pause in momentary gratitude for all these wonderous ways that are here for us to care for, fiercely protect and have immense gratitude for. Let’s not take for granted the heaven on earth which resides in our hearts ability to love all this immense beauty. We must be brave and courageous in our right action. Stop using pesticides, contribute to the reprieve of global animal torture by becoming a vegetarian. Reuse the same plastic bags, rewash your baggies. Live in full respect and consideration as a guardian of the blessing of our wild planet…before it is too late. Without our awakening she will die.

in my wild heart;

Andrea
radiantawareness.com

Just Wondering

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Wondering is a spacious quality. It allows for life to unfold. It entwines curiosity with quietness and the result is openness for life to enter. When we plan too much, expect a lot, need life to bring us what we want in all the ways that we approve of, we strangle this quality. Then we get resistance. Within all this resistance is our suffering. We get wound too tight and we act out through drama.

Wondering is like a breath of fresh air. It opens the door for possibilities that didn’t previously exist and enables life to flow to us with greater ease. When we can step back, push the pause button and let life flow to us, then there as an ease. When we pursue, pushing, pulling and prodding at experiences then we lose sight of the bigger perspective.

What if all this life is choreographed perfectly from the vantage point of our soul. What if every encounter with every person is called into our lives to show us that we are the reality makers. That what we sow, we reap, that who we are, we are seeing through the ways we interpret each and every experience. What if what seems bad or wrong is really an attempt to have us expand our mindset to incorporate new ways of seeing? What if what we dislike is pushing us to let go of our judgements and to look from a larger, more wonderous vantage point?

When we let go of our death grip on reality…we are exposed to more of what we were resisting before. Then we can live more freely, less attached to the behaviors which caused us suffering previously. We can invite in the more wonderous ways of being with everything that arises in our lives. When we are willing to drop our story and just wonder, there is an expansive moment which shifts reality. We can begin to feel the edginess shifting and can feel new freedom within. We can drop the old story line, which creates more space for a new way of being to arise.

Sometimes, we may have to take a long pause, if the story is old and repetitively played out. This long pause is the invitation to this freedom. In these pauses, we are allowing grace to enter and to take over for us.

Grace knows how to dance within your life. She knows how to set you free from your suffering. Invite her in and watch how life loosens its death grip on you. Watch how miraculous new ways of being simply express through your thoughts, words and actions. Truly she is a masterful dancer.

All that is needed is to wonder…what if there is a better way? Pause for this wonderous way to enter each attachment to suffering. Watch how easily you begin to move and dance with her. She is your greatest companion. She loves and accepts you in all that you are and wants nothing more for you than your freedom. Be grateful for her she is yours now and forever. Just remember to wonder with her…

Your companion in awakening;

Andrea Jackson
www.radiantawareness.com
303-545-5485

Empty

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Feel into the quality of your inner world. Notice what challenges and obstacles and feelings are within your world. Now imagine just for a few moments that you could just wish all this away. Now there’s a clean slate, an empty drawing board. Simply breathe into this emptiness…allow it to be empty for just these few moments. Deepen into yourself more and more fully, until your sense of self gets blurry and then poof it’s gone. Like magic what you think you are is gone and there is nothing here.

How is it to be empty of all that you are use to carrying. The habitual drama and ceaseless mental interpretations of reality are pausing…there is this moment and this moment…just breathing into this moment fully. When your mind wanders come back home to this breath…take it in fully. Let this be enough for right now. Feel into more silence, deepen into this absence of story. Feel the quality of stillness of not needing to do anything for just this moment. It’s refreshing…like passing rain on a warm summer’s day leaves everything clean and clear. Let this peace rain all over inside you…cooling and soothing your overactive mind. No need to fill this moment with anyone else, just you, what’s truly you. This deep, well of silence.

Just allowing this silence to fill in all the old drama places and ceaseless mental traces. They are fleeting ghosts passing through now. Let them pass…they have no hold on you in this your true nature. Just passing through sometimes jingling a chain or two, trying to get you to respond. All these old stories, mind thoughts, feelings, memories are just these old ghosts taking up residence in your inner sanctuary.

You are not here to live old memories of yourself or others. You are here to be free each and every moment to engage from this refreshing presence. Turn your back on these ghosts…forgive them for what you thought they did that imprisoned you and them. Surrender them…set them all free.

Once the ghosts settle down and realize you are no longer interested and have stopped replaying the old tapes, they will cease to exist. You may be wondering, what am I without all this ‘stuff’? My question is what are with all this baggage? These ghosts are heavy and they haunt your every move. They are filters that you look at life through and they distort what is real and what is true.

Just for this moment allow them all to be free…every last one. Do this with me…I release all that is past and gone…I forgive and set free all these attachments. See yourself just simply walking by all these ghosts…hundreds, thousands…walk by them now. Keep walking, walk towards the emptiness. Keep moving more deeply into the emptiness, the spaciousness, the silence.

You may still be able to hear them in the background whispering for you to come back to look again and again and make them come alive again and play them out in your life so they become ‘real’ again. I ask you now…is this real, is this reality? Are we just too afraid to let go and find ourselves at home in a peaceful reality? Are we addicted to pushing the replay button and to ceaselessly circling round and round doing the ghost dance, shaking those chains and watching the old bones come alive. Must we live through the dead filter of old memories? Are we afraid there will be nothing left if we let go?

Let’s find out…if you are with me this far, then feel in deeply into the deepest emptiness that is here in this moment…devoid of all. What is still here? This that is here now, what remains is interconnected with all…the all that is empty, the all that is full. But the clinging is easing, the grasping, the relentless trying to make life happen on all these old terms. This is gone…now there is a newness an opening into this moment. This is new. This is without memory or mind…this is full with reality. From this vantage point, you can see, feel and touch existence from within you…soon there is no within you or outside you and now there is no you.

An empty vessel is a blessing. It is freedom from all the illusion. There is no other freedom. No amount of money, love or even health will set you free in this way. Until one has realized…touched, felt, tasted, made love to this, there is still suffering…a perpetual grasping for what can never truly be our home.

This is always here awaiting your disillusionment with the outer world…awaiting your surrender into the void of silence…where all stories cease to exist, where the quiet is breathtaking, where at last in this moment…I am home itself.

It’s from here this inner sanctuary that we truly live. All else is attempts at finding this home in the outer world. When this passage is fully embraced, home is experienced everywhere. The boundaries drop and all is seen and experienced from this awakening to what is. We enter each moment as if it has just rained and left us a clean, clear refreshing encounter with life.

many blessings;

Andrea Jackson
www.RadiantAwarness.com
303-545-5485

Alone in Silence

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Sometimes we have to crawl out of a hole and risk looking up again to see what we are really made of. Life has ups and downs and turn arounds and when we are spry we can dance and move through all this with grace, at other times it’s hard to know what up is. So we calculate and strategize, tell ourselves stories and fearful lies.

Even knowing what up is can be quite perplexing. Maybe we are in a life experience that feels jumbled and crazy and we respond by being arrogant and lazy. Often there are many choices, which way to go, how to fly? So we look around at all we’ve created and we become honest about all that we’ve hated. We begin to see that there’s more than just little me.

We let friends in and we notice our dog, we sit still for a moment and write a blog. Than it begins to flow and my sense of self starts to grow. I’m not alone in all this silence. There’s really aliveness that is living through me and I feel my link to all of eternity. I gradually let go and simply just know that each little word is setting me free…to just be.

I look again and now I am more…I feel my love and things I adore. I’m fond of so much and yet I can see that to know real love is to truly be free. So I remember I have been here so many times before and I’ve well rehearsed stepping through this door. I sit quite still now and simply breathe and allow spirit to picking me up from my knees. The loneliness is real it pangs in my heart and yet I know this is a refreshing start. A life free to live all that is mine and to release and set free all to the divine.

I know this well and yet, I still struggle. What is this dance that drops me in a puddle? That confuses my mind and leaves me with rubble? Where is the elegance, the peace and the joy? Why do I feel like a puppet or toy? Again, I pause and ask more deeply, What is this all about? Why do I want to scream and shout? Let me out, let me out. Alas I fall down and finally let go. The silence is surreal, the emptiness aglow.

Again I look around and I see I’m still here…only what’s left…nothing to fear. I breathe a deep sigh and realize all is well…no more lies. I move more slowly and not as lonely. I feel a comfort begin to enter and open gently to the touch of emptiness…entering my being and surrounding my soul. Is this the dance of becoming whole?

I wonder a moment and now this is gone…I’ve awaited and put off and escaped from this moment for far too long. It’s not what I thought, the lies were deep…melting into this…is like a long lost sleep. It’s restful and quiet and empty of words. It’s here for me now and welcoming me home…to be here and alone in silence.

Life Well Loved

butterflies< As much as we wish for love to be a light, airy journey through the enchanted mysteries of life, it more often is a delving into the comedy and tragedy of all of our hearts’ yearnings, longings, grasping, pushing, pulling, jealousy and insecurity. And then, we have momentary serenity, fleetingly passing through. So why do we enter this semi crazed love dance? Like a moth to the flame, the lure of love is compelling. It is tremendously imperfect, yet it offers the unprecedented opportunity to experience profound moments within our heart space and our lover’s heart space. These are refreshing breathers where we reflect on the aliveness, the exquisite sweetness and beauty and the true bravery of two very different hearts yearning to be seen, held and fully loved back to our eternal nature. No other type of connection offers this much real, juicy aliveness…the opportunity to burn up all the falseness we identify with in each encounter. There’s just too much gaming around in most other connections. In the ‘love relationship’ there is a direct appeal for love. There is a call for awakening through love. For so very long, I played out the spiritually too old and stale motto that love comes from within. Then I was convinced through the ‘Real Love’ Program that love must mostly come in an unconditionally loving formula from others. I realized that with either choice there wasn’t enough. Now, I am authentically aware that love is about standing or falling into the flame of eternal desire and allowing it to consume me. To yell from the pain, laugh from the absurdity, to seize the moment and fall back asleep. It is all this. And yet it is not a real journey. There is no where to go. It is not about getting anything. Truly when the grasping wears down, the palm opens and there is an offering from the vulnerable heart. Now love is perfectly present. The subtle sweetness of the butterflies wings are gently felt with the ease and grace of self mastery. It can rest…no where to go, nothing to do, no grasping, no pushing, pulling, complete relinquishment of all that is…and the story winds down. Now what emerges is grace herself carried on the wings of this delight. She dances and muses with all of life…fluttering, here, there and anywhere she whimsically wishes. Lightness of heart, she is freedom and to all she brings this lightness of being and a treasure to behold. You cannot grab her or she will rapidly dissipate. You can love her in all your being. She will light the way now and help you in every moment to relinquish all the pain and suffering of a life well lived. So the question is where do I find her? She is everywhere, she is nowhere and most truly…she is, always has been, always will be…you. When we dance fully, we exhaust the story…we surrender fully into the fire, we are consumed by the emptiness and the ecstasy of all that is. Now we open our hand and now she will gently grace your life, your love and all that dance within the fires of a life well loved.

Re-elating

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Closeness, we love and hate it. It brings us warm and fuzzy feelings from that chemical oxcytocin. We melt and merge and feel lots of juicy love feelings. It’s really the feeling of oneness that allows us to move out of all of those cooler separate feelings we feel we need to thrive in.

Or do we?

Can we have warm and sort of fuzzy feelings and move in and around in the world in the ways that we need to?
How much discernment do we need in our behavior and to see what the other is up to?

Balancing closeness with discernment can be like walking a tight rope. Sometimes it seems that around every relational corner is a surprise ad not always pleasant.

Can we turn these surprises into the material needed for growth, evolution and thereby increase our joy threshold as we expand? Can we allow relational mirroring to bring us fully in front of ourselves? Are we willing to see ourselves deeply and completely?

Or do we turn to stone…co-dependently together in all the ‘right’ ways…daring not to rock the boat. There is a fine balance between relating in the ways we truly need for growth and over challenging and losing the fun, fuzzy factor.

I have not mastered this as of yet. I am looking more deeply into this mystery. I know that I love both…the warm, fuzzy closeness that merges into oneness and the courageous mirror that brings forth deep inner mastery.

Just be ware that if you cling too long or if you’re too discerning, you just may turn to stone.

Andrea…need any type of awareness, transformation or long distance clearing? I’m your person…303-545-5485

Pearl of Great Joy

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There is a pearl of great joy enveloped within the inner chambers of our heart. Allow the layers to open fully, blossoming into the eternal love for all that is. This is beyond unconditional love. This is the point at which all separation is unified and even love itself becomes eternal presence. All past, present and future are seamlessly dissolved into this moment…nothing more, nothing less…just this moment…in full unobstructed presence. The view from here is absolute awe…Welcome home love..Andrea

Create Your Joy

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Create, create, create…

Find your joy…what makes your heart sing? There is a newness in spring that comes to each and every one. Whether we choose to play with this depends. So often, we are stuck in our old stories and we miss the beauty and the wonder of new life.

Babies were recently born on my porch. Every year a mother bird lays her eggs in a hanging candle holder on my porch. They hatch and I listen to them develop the beginning of their joy song. I hear them chirping and singing loudly, for a few days and then they fly off.

I notice the buds on my apple trees, the bugs crawling and flying and the spiders weaving their intricate webs. So much life is awakening. Yet, many of us miss this. Busy, busy…lots of mind chatter…we miss this life. Running here and there, sharing victim stories, complaining and perpetuating suffering…we miss this beauty.

We don’t even notice that we are in the midst of so much creation that is just begging us to stop and play along. The birds are saying…find your joy song, the spiders are saying…weave your web,
the butterflies are saying…bring in color. Find your sounds, laugh, giggle, move, dance, ride your bike, cook, play music…and share, share your joy everywhere.

Many are becoming aware of the earth changes and are scared. What if we all take what we have and just create together. My roommate and I are creating a veggie garden. First time, I have lots of herbs, flowers, lilac bushes, but, this is my first food garden. I am so delighted to imagine cooking or eating raw garden veggies that are my own creations. Really this is such an amazing co-creation between seed, water, sun, my hands, my roommates hands and our caring everyday for this new life.

Yesterday, I made a new friend. We walked and talked in the sun, walking along the Boulder Creek for five and a half hours. Our feet got soar because we were walking part of the time on the sidewalk barefoot. The rest of the time we walked in the soothing fresh green grass. Feeling the grass between our toes was delicious. We even stopped to do yoga poses in the water, balancing on rocks and doing dancer pose on a sand bed. He said it was one of his most enjoyable times.

Let life take you. Just play, stop the mental chatter. Really feel into presence. Immerse yourself in creating your own joyful rainbow web. Get all tangled up in it and laugh…’til tears run down your warm cheeks. Let that old stagnant energy go now. This is your wild and free life…live it now.

You ask what can you do to help your planet?

Live your greatest joy now…

Andrea
This is your wake up call…303-545-5485
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