This past week has been extremely gray here in South Florida with lots of thunderstorms showing up daily. This time of year it’s to be expected. The absence the Summer Sun left me feeling a bit out of sorts. Yesterday was the first day without any rain in over a week. I made the most of the bright sunshine by spending the day at the beach. I’m a Sun worshipper my dear readers and I needed my fix. Taking some time to myself in solitude was also called for. Now that my partner and I are reunited, I realize how incredibly important my “me” time is.
I received exactly what I needed while I practiced my favorite pastime of cloud gazing. Watching the clouds dance across the sky delights my imagination and brings so much contentment to my inner child. Connecting with nature in this way is Mother Nature’s gift to us all. As I lay upon the warm sand, time and to do lists fade away. Practicing an open eyed meditation, I allow myself to be rocked in Gaia’s arms. This poem started nudging at me on the bike ride there and birthed itself by the ocean’s edge.
Last week’s full moon and Sumer solstice had me in a space of deep reflection. The rain played an important role in cleansing the energy and charging forwards a rebirth. As I practiced yoga outside on the patio, overlooking the lake while the rain poured down, I became hypnotized by its rhythm and heard the sound of my footfalls while running. I felt pulled by the desire to be free and went out for a long run. I’ve begun training for a triathlon in August, my 1st in ten years. I enjoy challenging myself physically and the mental piece that goes along with breaking down walls when our bodies reach an edge. The sensation is euphoric. The same medicine that I receive after practicing conscious breathwork. I heard this quote yesterday and it suits this next poem. “Every breath is a chance to reborn spiritually. But to be reborn into a new life you have to die before dying”. Healing from the past, shedding layers and growing into new skin can be highly uncomfortable. That’s why I practice high sensation training, to teach my body how to be comfortable in uncomfortability.
I’m pleased to announce the first shipment of my latest book, “My Soul’s Journey:Lessons learned through love” arrived my dear readers! Here’s a couple videos of me reading the introduction and the back cover. The rocking chair I’m sitting in belonged to my beloved Nana and her spirit is indeed with me whenever I sit in it. It’s the chair I allow myself to fall into shamanic trance during long distance healing sessions with my clients.
My prayer for you my dear readers is that you take the time to allow the Summer Sun to warm your spirit and spark the fire’s of imagination. It’s important to take time for ourselves in solitude. Shamans plant seeds of awakening through storytelling. Our minds are dreaming all the time and through storytelling we can begin to pierce the veil of illusion the mind creates which keep us separated from all creation. We are one. Explore whatever allows you to embrace our oneness.
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In light and in shadow, always with love. Namaste.