Last night I walked out of my cookie-cutter, suburban home (which I adore some days) into my plain rectangular back yard surrounded by a plain 6 ft fence. Bringing my dogs out to pee one last time before we all went to bed, the moon and a few bright stars grabbed my attention, lifted my awareness and reminded me that I AM the entire Universe and all of its infinite love and energy.
So often I see only the limitations of this house with newly-planted-tiny trees and slammed up next to the home almost like it next door, loving some elements and resenting others….. what a perfect metaphor for life.
I decide again today to see the moon and stars and the infinite loving particles and miracles of the infinite and unlimited universe and that it is a wildly magnificent miracle that this house is even here in this field between two small towns and that I am a human being in her body, having made it through millions of experiences to be standing in this yard at this time.
Holy mind blown.
I’ve been half-assing this spiritual journey because my comfortable ways of doing and being were just enough.
Fuck it.
<takes off all clothes (especially spreadsheet and business plan and math problem type clothes), expands arms wide, and takes a running leap into the flow of the Soul-Full River of LIFE>
The riverbed is expanding. Range. Not always easy, in fact, parts of my being are dying and it is ugly cry uncomfortable. But I can’t NOT anymore. It’s time.
No more fucking around.
No more muggling.
I’m a fucking magician. And you are too.
This is the work I want to do.
This is the work I DO.
