The moment before:
My feet want to leave the ground...
Can I be grounded in space?
Can I be grounded in the sensation of floating? Off of the ground?
Can I be grounded in a ground-less place?
I have wanted grounding. Felt like I needed grounding in order to move ahead-
whatever that means.
That idea has changed.
It's hard to fly when you're dragging your feet...
-The essence of my session with Rachael this week-
Rachel mentioned in our first session
that this work is kind of like cleaning out your closet; for most people, cleaning out their closet involves pulling everything out, deciding what you want to keep, placing it back into the closet in a nice, neat fashion, and ditching the rest.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt energy shooting down my legs. In my head I saw swirls of sparkles -like the kind left behind by a sparkler on the 4th of July after you've written your name in the air- they wrapped my legs and sent me shooting into space. I saw myself, a human rocket, soaring into the great beyond with nothing but the flames shooting out of my feet to send me forward.
I do not need to choose.
I can continue to do what feels good and trust that it will lead me to where I need to go. I just need to be myself, and take inspired action when inspiration strikes.
This blog is one such action.
Saying 'yes' to things that don't feel bad is another.
Follow the signs.
Trust the instincts.
Listen to your heart and let it feel good in the moment without worrying about a future moment in which it might not feel as good.