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We're standing in a dark room but your hand is warm in mine so you’re aren’t alone, still you’re filled with questions, uncertain of what’s to come. We take a deep breath, together, the kind that makes your belly full and as we let it go, I light a candle. Suddenly you remember that the light is always brightest in the dark. And your heart softens, letting the silent secrets of that flickering flame infiltrate your entire Self . . .
Resurrect Your Creative Self
Creativity is in your DNA, it’s part of who you are. Just as red and yellow make orange, egg and sperm created you. You were born of creativity so you’re here to create.
As a child, as an innocent being without all the baggage of your todays what were you drawn to, what did you love? Maybe a toy or a food or a time of day. Maybe a particular person or a song or an event. Pluck that goodness like an apple from a tree, from your past to your present bring it near, then put it like a candy on your tongue to savor its flavor, its feeling, its essence. You want to tell me about it, for me to feel its richness as my own. Do you use your hands? Do you use your body like charades? Or do you reach for another tool? How might you express, with depth beyond simple words, those feelings laced within memories that have been tucked away far too long? Can you sense, with your hand in mine, that now is the perfect time for the secret treasures of your past to be heard?
Because it is.
The universe is asking you to resurrect your creative Self. Not to continue along the same path or to shrink away in fear of the looming unknown, but to blossom into your deeper, more creative Self within, that Self that’s been hidden away for so very long. The room may be dark, but as we look into the flame you’re reminded again that the light is its brightest in the dark, a light that is, right now, your quiet, creative Self, a Self filled with unique and beautiful colors that our world needs to know, to hear, to see-- now more than ever.
Revisit Your Dreams
Like steam from a hot cup of tea, more unexpected treasures begin to emerge, to form wispy pictures. Again, you’re surrounded by darkness, and like before, you feel my warm, comforting hand inviting you to revisit the truths buried within, to return to the You you’ve so often forgotten. And there, formed from what seems like wisps of cloud, your find a dream. At first it looks silly, like a child who dreams of being a fairy or a superhero. But as you look closer, deeper, further back to when you used to dream big dreams, you realize that it was never silly, that in fact it had roots in real, meaningful, heartfelt urgings.
I turn to you to ask you then: Are you living a life that truly resonates with who you once ached to be? Without words, you sit on the floor of that dark room, the flicker of the flame lighting up the very soul of your eyes, to question then yourself—am I living a life that truly resonates with who I always hoped and dreamt I would be?
Appreciate What You Have
A new flavor suddenly whisks you away; you’re no longer in a dark room, but floating in a calm and comforting sea. It laps up around you, licking and soothing your skin like the sweetest puppy, like the most adoring love. With eyes closed you realize you’re surrounded by your life as it is now. All that you have, all that you know as being a part of your every day, holds you, cradles you, in the softest, most loving embrace. It is your life. And it is beautiful. Are those tears or is that the sea, feeling it all for you?
As you dream in your sea, you begin to wonder if you’ve forgotten to love and appreciate what you have. Right or left, up or down, it is your life and it is beautiful. You nod as you finally, fully, truly see.
Nurture Your Body
Invigorated by what you feel, remember, and see, you begin to swim. You reach and pull, you kick and push. You breathe in and out, feeling your lungs expand and contract with the salty sea air. You feel alive, invigorated by the power of your body. And another question finds you; When did I stop loving my body, stop nurturing the temple of my spirit and my soul? Look what I can do! Look at all the things I can feel and express and share! You smile at thoughts you didn’t have time to reflect upon before and your smile starts to spread not just throughout your body but to the people walking along the shore. When you smile, they smile. When you wave, they wave. When you love your Self, your body, they … the entire world … is encouraged to do the same.
Grow Your Consciousness
As your feet touch the sandy shore, as the sun begins to set, we walk together, our feet making side-by-side footprints in the sand. You ask me then how to live this new chapter of your life, this chapter with no rules or guidelines, a chapter that’s read as fast as it is written, but before I can answer, you speak, yourself . . .
Sustainable change never comes from outside, only from within. We may come from an era of ‘Just Do It’, of push change through no matter the cost, no matter the pain, but that time is fading. In its place, a new time is emerging, a time where the feminine principles of receptiveness, gentleness, intuition and a deep satisfaction in connection and giving, are revered above all else. Now, instead of looking for answers like we used to, we need to live the questions, questions that will bring us to the quiet voice within, to the silent truths aching to be heard. There is where we will find the ‘ah-ha’ moments, the gifts embedded in plain sight that will reveal our richest, most sustainable paths forward.
Like the flicker of a candle in a dark room, living the questions invites us to see the light, the truth, the way, in all of its illuminated perfection, perhaps brighter than it's ever been before.
4 comments:
This is an incredible piece. I was honestly coming into reading this in a creative rut, but this opened my eyes again about how to let my ideas and dreams flow in writing again. I love how your descriptions perfectly capture the self-affection and euhporia that come with being Creativity. This was beautiful to read and I can see myself reading it again and again to help prepare me to write.
Thank you, Adam. Your wings are far more beautiful than you realize. Soar...for all of us.
This morning I sat down and pondered this question: "What's holding back the words?"
This beautiful message answered it. I feel touched. Thank you.
And now I'm touched by your words. What a beautiful circle. Thank you.
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