It tears apart the thoughts that made us believe we were separate from Darkness, when emptiness has always been the fertile ground for our unfolding Becoming.
It is only in the returning that we feel whole.
Dismemberment precedes re-memberance.
Descent precedes ascent.
Forgetting will precede resting in who we are, and will bring us back to whom we belong; to the womb and tomb of Life.
Yesterday while sailing and chanting to Her, I asked for a sign to guide me, to comfort me about certain things that are pulsating right now in our lives…
Winds of change are constantly blowing, and if we are silent and still enough to hear and feel, we can hoist the sails up and flow to the dance of the eternal. I quieted my soul enough to listen. And I waited patiently for the sign I was asking for…
Hours passed and the sun set and I went into the dreamland surrendering to the fact that nothing had been revealed. No sign. No comfort except the knowledge that things never happen when I want them to, but in their own correct timing.
I drifted away in my slumber only to awake at 5am, for reasons unknown, I just needed to be conscious. And under a blanket of stars, I saw my sign clearly. The stars were not only sparkling in the skies above me, and shooting stars too, but also stars in the sea below our boat. Bioluminescence, shiny plankton, spiraling and dancing in the waters that sustain me.
Above and below I saw the magnificence of being alive and I felt it all. My tears washing away the fear, the light washing away the darkness, if only momentarily to allow me to be grateful for its deep wisdom.
It’s only in this darkness that I can appreciate the light.
Life gave me what I asked for in the most magical way and for that I am grateful. There will always be things that are out of our control, but I know one thing that is, and it’s my faith in knowing that whatever happens, we can always find a sparkle of hope and growth and deep wisdom in the unknown plan of the Universe. Thank you.
There’s this endless sensation in the centre of my heart of wanting complete, absolute, wild freedom, and at the same time, a bottomless pit of despair for having to part with the known into the vast terrain of the unknown.
When I breathe into the depths of silence, I can hear what is concealed behind the walls of doing, in the vast waters of being, of Soul.
There, I can feel a known companion that has been with me ever since I can remember: fear. The fear of the inevitability of impermanence.
Paradoxically, while in a state of meditation the other night, playing into Her dance, She showed me something, revealed something to me. I was looking back consciously into memories of my past where I felt strong, fierce, courageous, brave. Feeling it in my veins and my bones, in my cells and in my breath. And there it was. Underneath all that fierce strength, lied dormant my companion, fear. It’s always there, it has always been there, not stopping me, as my mind wanted me to think, but pushing me forwards, sustaining my ability to discern when to fight and when to let go and surrender.
In a second that felt like eternity I integrated this knowledge, I instantly knew not to run away again from fear, but to embrace it, as my underlying superpower.
I had a moment of great realisation, even after almost 20 years of practice I am grateful there are new messages coming through, there will always be new messages if I just allow them to come through.
This knowledge is definitely devotion. Thank you Durga-Kali-Chandi for having always held space for fierce compassion and love. I now understand the voice of my soul in a new light.