I'm at VIP auto waiting for a new tire to be put on the car. I planned to be at Sun Moon Stars Herbals, hanging out with the gang from Rollinsford and doing cloth divination. Instead, I hit a curb coming to the shop and a hole was torn in the sidewall if my right front tire.
I've already caught my myself saying - " I'm supposed to be at the shop." But you know what? I'm supposed to be here. I feel it at the core of myself - that right at this very moment I am supposed to be sitting in the waiting room of VIP auto, waiting. Just waiting.
I breathe in, I breathe out, and I'm waiting. More than that, I am here. In my body, in my heart, completely present.
It's different than other times- there have been times where I have cried in the waiting room of auto shops because I didn't know how I was going to afford it.
Every time, I breathe in and out and life goes on. I find the money somehow. I have access to transportation. The world doesn't stop.
Even when things don't work out as planned, something happens. Something.
Its like the auto shop waiting room is a container for evolution. Something happens - usually something stressful. We go in with all of our stressors and fears and hopes, and just have to so sit with it.
We breathe in and out and just have to sit, just have to be fully present with all of our worries and fears and the story of it all and we just wait. What else can we do?
On the other side of it, something else happens and the waiting is over. Then we go on. We take all that we felt, and many times it disappears into the rush of the world as we come back out of waiting to rejoin it. It comes back the next time we experience something like a flat tire or another accident or stressor we really have no control over. Then we meet our authentic self again, when all is peeled away and we are just left to wait with ourselves.
Present. Breathing in and breathing out.
Who would we be if we were that present all the time. If we really looked to ourself and daily came face to face with ourselves - all our shit and all our joy and everything about us, our authentic selves - if we looked to our own selves in live and understanding daily. We'd know so much better who we really are.
Maybe that's why I'm here. I'm about to go divine for people. I think the big lesson for me is to remember - as someone who works in elemental and ancestral medicine - am I grounded in my work, in who I am? Do I know myself, my shit and my joy, enough that, when working with another human light, I don't mish mash or overwhelm or give away my boundaries. That I can serve from a place of love, giving from the true authentic heart of understanding and fullness that exsists in a grounded place within. Being present so I can do my work.
A good check in, for certain. Ashe.
I've already caught my myself saying - " I'm supposed to be at the shop." But you know what? I'm supposed to be here. I feel it at the core of myself - that right at this very moment I am supposed to be sitting in the waiting room of VIP auto, waiting. Just waiting.
I breathe in, I breathe out, and I'm waiting. More than that, I am here. In my body, in my heart, completely present.
It's different than other times- there have been times where I have cried in the waiting room of auto shops because I didn't know how I was going to afford it.
Every time, I breathe in and out and life goes on. I find the money somehow. I have access to transportation. The world doesn't stop.
Even when things don't work out as planned, something happens. Something.
Its like the auto shop waiting room is a container for evolution. Something happens - usually something stressful. We go in with all of our stressors and fears and hopes, and just have to so sit with it.
We breathe in and out and just have to sit, just have to be fully present with all of our worries and fears and the story of it all and we just wait. What else can we do?
On the other side of it, something else happens and the waiting is over. Then we go on. We take all that we felt, and many times it disappears into the rush of the world as we come back out of waiting to rejoin it. It comes back the next time we experience something like a flat tire or another accident or stressor we really have no control over. Then we meet our authentic self again, when all is peeled away and we are just left to wait with ourselves.
Present. Breathing in and breathing out.
presence, like the space between the tides |
Maybe that's why I'm here. I'm about to go divine for people. I think the big lesson for me is to remember - as someone who works in elemental and ancestral medicine - am I grounded in my work, in who I am? Do I know myself, my shit and my joy, enough that, when working with another human light, I don't mish mash or overwhelm or give away my boundaries. That I can serve from a place of love, giving from the true authentic heart of understanding and fullness that exsists in a grounded place within. Being present so I can do my work.
A good check in, for certain. Ashe.
I want to be where you are at your age and learning this stuff before you get to be my age and just figuring it out. Wow.
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