It is the pause between the notes played where the music is most felt and experienced…. It is the pause between the in breath and the out breath where the unknown and peace dwells…. It is in the pause of the open, connected, courageously vulnerable naked gaze into another’s eyes where true intimacy is experienced and explored….. The pause…. oh, the pause…. so delicately balanced, holding the opposites of emotional drama with stillness and silence… of unwavering witness with quivering anticipation of the next ‘note’…. This silence, oh sweet delectable silence that highlights the energy within the most potently intimate crevices of our beings and interactions. May we never lose an opportunity to experience the simple delights that life has to offer. May our lives become a beautiful symphony.
The river has her banks filled to the brim It skirts the rocks and land formations She moves and turns…. Rises and flows… As the banks attempt to contain her, Holding firm as she caresses the sides, Writhing, rising, gently massaging Until the banks, firm and contained Begin to crack and falter… The foundations crumble As the river claims her expanded form Dancing, moving in her new found freedom She tiptoes beyond her known contained river And flows through the landscape… Making love, being in sacred union With the rocks and the deep caverns…. Life spills from her luscious flow As the landscape surrenders to meet her… Birthing lakes, creeks and ponds Creating new life from this loving adventure.
Sometimes we’ve had a spell of inspired flow, or action. It’s amazing when that happens. Something to keep in mind so that we don’t push ourselves to ‘stay with it’ when clearly we need to rest, is to firstly look at the way we are judging ourselves in this time. Is there a thought that says ‘I should be doing something?’ Because that is a conditioned thought that is needed to be broken in order to realise that looking after Self and caring is ‘doing’ something. It’s honouring the rest that your body and mind need. It’s being kind to yourself. It’s honouring the natural flow in your world. The stream may be trickling instead of flowing, which is fine, too. There must be a winter as well as a summer. Whatever it is, please honour whatever your body is yearning right now.