Drift by

What do you know, what would you like to see? Is it your wildness, your beauty, or your uncertainty? What is it that is holding you back from dreaming? From freedom. Is it you that’s in your own path, is it something else? Must I be more humble or build a stronger ego to hold me upright. Something to support me. Can I block out the one thing that seems to pull me down? Even though it’s a dragon with many heads, the more I chop them off, the more that they grow, all around they twist and twine, trying to get me to let go of my goals, trying to keep me from trusting, from flying, from really really climbing. And it’s ok. It’s all ok I say. Maybe I need not cut off their heads, yet instead raise my sword of power high in the air, let it move through, the force, allow it to be seen and known, and felt most of all, and as it is the great beast, this dragon of many heads backs up into its holding space, its cave or its cell and dares not to back out again. Maybe the solution resides within the sharing. The opening up, the allowing of the energy, essence, spirit to flow through, to allow whatever needs to come forth to do so. Maybe the power within our veins is something we’re not here to hold back on, when channeled and siphoned through modes of creation, when used to defend the defenseless, when called forth to uphold justice and truth and love. When we are called to step forth, ruthless in the name of justice, divine justice, we answer the call. Maybe the call is simply to allow yourself to be the vessel for whatever is ready to come forth and through, for spirit to move you, to use you, to breathe you and beat your heart and move your body and stop your feet and create your song and dance your dance that only you can do, that only you know how to create. Maybe you’re the healer and your heart is the instrument that you play with such tender and soft fingers. Maybe your greatest healing comes forth when you don’t even try. Allow a cat to rest gently upon your belly, allow the birds to fly above you in the sky, and exhale and let go and drift by.

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