Writing “morning pages”, a practice taught by Julia Cameron, I was lead to reflect this morning on the power of coming from our hearts. This leads us to the awareness practice of remembering who we are in each moment and is perhaps why we are placed here in this lifetime. The next steps from here are then to take conscious action from that place.
What an adventure to move through all the feelings and experiences of our lives to keep coming back to “remembering who we are”. Such a simple concept – but one which takes a lifetime (or many) to practice. The last few days everything that has come in to me speaks to this practice and beckons me to share with you.
Singing last night with a community of “song weavers” I remembered that it is through story, movement, and song shared that we connect and find not only joy, but answers to the challenges that light up our lives. It brings us back to tribal/community connection, centers us in the miracle of our bodies, expands our breath and vitality, and brings us back to “ourselves”.
The breathing space of the heart is a space rich with possibilities, ripe with adventure, and resplendent with a wealth of opportunities to “remember who you are”. I leave you with a Rumi poem that touched me this week.
Lovers and men of intellect cannot mix.
How can you mix the broken with the unbroken?
Cautious men of intellect shrink back from a dead ant.
Lovers, completely carefree, trample down the dragons.
The intellect says, “The six directions are limits. There is no way out.”
Love says, “There is a way. I have traveled it thousands of times”.
The intellect saw a market and started to haggle.
Love saw thousands of markets beyond this market.
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