We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world. ~ Marcel Proust ~
today is a day of soulitude, a day of soul study, a day of listening to the silence… a day of radical presence, of being the new operating system programmed with a spacious consciousness of nowhere to go and nothing to do but simply wait patiently for the soul song to flow…
i’m in good company in this moment of eternity… my old dolphin guides, Adolpho and Adelphi/Philo and Sophy, free and easy wanderers of the great beyond, come out to celebrate our ever widening circles of courageous souls letting go of caterpillar identity to dissolve in the cosmic stew reborn as imaginal cell open (organically present & emptied now) to the natural flow of oceanic consciousness…
these wise sages of liminal space, guides at the threshold whisper words of grace… “re-member, it is the impeded stream that sings” and so i venture with them to the stillpoint to listen… here i see grandmother spider dancing creation and weaving a new web of life, carbon turned into crystals of light, a thousand dancing diamonds twinkling in the night, imbuing the all with powerful sight of the world being breathed into life again, unfolding mystery of the knowledge within… here in great silence we listen deeply to our one cosmic heart, dancing the love song we are called now to impart…
come on over and sit by the waters with me and let’s journey together back into the cosmic womb, the dark sacred space of origin…. breathe in the flowing mother waters… feel the flowing waters, be flowing water…. now, breathe deeply in the rhythm of the waves diving deeper and deeper into the stillpoint… re-member who we really are – water -we are the eternal radiance…
now, blessing the waters within and without, breathe them in, feeling the radiance you are, an illuminated being of great heart… in this wellspring, water reminds us of our purpose, we are original source, creation creating creation in the belly of the earth where all rivers converge into one rainbow stream of radiance, one cosmic circle birthing the divine…
let’s sit here silently for awhile radically present in life’s flow, trusting in the beauty of pachamama and the blessings of great mystery and the knowing of the true bottom line – all is well and all is well and all matter of things shall be well…