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As I spend more time in contemplation and flow, I'm noticing a pattern that I find very lovely.
Up to my shoulders in the ocean, I enjoy feeling the pressure of the water surrounding and pressing into my body, like a Mother Ocean hug. As I stand there and sway in the water, I feel the currents, warm and cool, washing over me, and I also feel the energy and movement of the waves. There is almost a backward sucking sensation as a strong wave will make its way to shore, first building up pressure before it crashes on the sand.
Between the intense waves, there will be a series of gentle, rocking waves, a moment of rest and opportunity to flow before the intensity begins again. As my mind, spirit, body, and heart tends to do, I realized how this feels like waves of pleasure and passion with one's beloved, although Mother Ocean is unending in her time to work with her energy, and most of us cannot spend every moment of every day, on this physical plane at least, in the arms of our beloved flowing, rocking, and peaking.
Recently I was at a client, working onsite on the computer all day. I got into a work flow mind set, and was breezing through the day. It seemed that I noticing an overall office energy. People came to work with energy, ready to begin their energy cycle. As the morning went on, that intensity started lessening. As the energy level dropped, people were searching for companionship and snacks or other energy together in the kitchen. Lunchtime approaches and the energy builds up again, people excited to get a break and go out for a while. Later in the afternoon, things were humming along, but at a slower feel to the energy. By the end of the day, excitement picked up again as people made their way home. Once again, my interest and contemplation drifted to feeling this as a flow cycle one could have with one's beloved.
Walking through the park the other day, I heard the wind come in, meeting the first tree it encountered. These are tall, thin pine trees, and the wind started rustling the upper needles. As more of the wind came through the area I was in, the intensity picked up as it met more and more trees, and soon the entire canopy was swaying and swooshing, whipping around in every direction. As the wind made its way to another area of the park, the trees slowly stopped moving. Again, start slow, intensity, then back to rest.
On different occasions lately, I was rocking and feeling like a flower, like a tall grass. I felt like I was swaying in the breeze of what we all have but spend so much time busy that we cannot tune in: to our own flow of energy and orgasmic energy that runs through us.
Whether in the ocean, for years noticing this, or in an office or the park, there are so many manifestations of energy that we can tune into to activate that same feeling in ourselves. I feel that we are pulsing and grooving, everything on the planet, and I am grateful for the moments that my mind stops, my feeling starts, and I get into this simple pleasure in life. I look forward to more energetic merging in the future. xo
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