Flowing with the tide ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ‹

This Solstice crossing has been a big one. The biggest I think I remember feeling. The day itself… Monday here, felt magickal. There was this personal visceral sense that vibrated in my body. It felt incredibly special.

I replied to a friend ‘Yes I’m feeling it. So rich, still and present. I feel the spaciousness… this wholeness. All of me.’

My friend Kate had written… ‘this is a time where the celestial cycles draw you closer into your centre… with an invitation to examine what you truly hold in your heart.’ Kate Rydge

I knew what she was saying… it was happening inside me.

I felt like I wanted to stop everything… just immerse in this feeling, these sensations.

The day unfolded.

The days following that special Solstice Crossing… that immersion into a brand new invitation, a peek at where we’re heading… what’s waiting for us…. have been somewhat combobulating.

I’ve heard enough to see it’s not just me… so many have been feeling this energetic presence these last few days. This last week.

For me… I felt exhausted. I mean, even more than before. Like the energy sucked out of me. And a kind of tension pushing in from the sides.

Didn’t have the energy to even try diagnosing it… trying to analyse or give it some meaning.

Trusting the process… allowing the space for all to be. To become, to remove, to continue… to the next frontier.

Yesterday waiting for my friend to arrive… I almost cancelled. My tank felt empty. I had little to give. But by the time I considered it felt too late to pull the plug… so decided to come as I am. No frills or pretence.

Or cleaning the house before๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ƒ (YaY… there’s been growth๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽ‰)

Lying horizontal… feet elevated on the cushion, my head sinking in another… I grabbed my journal and pen.

I scribbled… in a big and generous script…

I’m alone, stationary, still – but I’m connected, surrounded… empty and full both at the same time

I wander – yet I’m always found. I’m unique and I’m the same

I’m separate and joined

I’m ecstatic, I’m sad

I’m still – stopped – fast and moving

I’m a whole host of things

That are finite yet infinite

I know – yet I’m ignorant

I have so much – I know so little

I walk, I crawl. I distinguish – I forget

I’m forever – I’m now

I will be – I am

I’m never and more

I’m complete. I’m whole

I’m empty

I’m so many things ~

All rolled up ~ in one glitter ball

Life is forever and gone

always never

was – is and will be

wasn’t isn’t and never will be

It’s a . . . . . . . ~ that’s for sure (forgot the word๐Ÿ˜ƒ)

Wandering – jumping – leaping – strolling

forgetting

……. And remembering again’.

Hope you have a lovely day… being you like never before โค๏ธ๐ŸŒทโค๏ธ

By marilyn

I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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