The energy of now
A new week has begun. The energy is different after the New Moon. Softer. Something has shifted. The word clearer is there. A greater clarity is emerging from the waves of haziness that were there before.
A greater depth of certainty arising from the deep. The deep unknown and unknowing of uncertainty. The paradoxical essence of being. Being many things at once and often those things seemingly conflicting. And yet…
The magic of being to hold all of these things simultaneously in our being at once. Without any one of them competing. With none of them needing to compete. Instead something else is occurring. A mixing. A melding. A re-assimilating of all the parts and the knowings that were always there.
And now slowly — ever so slowly — a new way is emerging. This is the understanding. A recognition of what I am holding. A living expression. Of the sum of my parts. Of all of my parts. And of allowing.
Interesting how it always comes back to that. The letting go of resistance. To stop fighting what is. Somehow thinking, believing, that I know better. When I don’t.
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And this is also the gift for it keeps me open. Desiring to know. More.
Keeping me open to the more that there is always available to explore in my inner world. In my understanding of what is possible in me. To know.
For this I feel such deep gratitude. Such JoY. Such appreciation.
For this thirst for knowing. For exploration. And in seeing this the recognition of my contentment for what is. Where I am. Who I am. What I am doing. All of it.
For I am comfortable in my being. My beingness. My being human. At long last. Something that has taken many years of practice. Of shedding of undoing. And still the unbecoming is occurring. As I discover new layers that are ready and willing to be laid aside.
The ever evolving.
Ever. Always. Now.
Blessèd Be.
