Pull Yourself Up from the Ground
Show up, create and love as if there was no shell, no cave to escape to.
“Create an environment where you’re free to express what you were afraid to express.”
—Rick Rubin
Just a quick note: I will record my posts again with voice over as soon as possible. We haven't had much quiet in the household for the past few weeks, making recording challenging. Just letting you know, voiceovers will resume!
Our community gathering on Sunday was truly restorative. (For those who were unable to attend, there is a link at the bottom of this post to access the recording.) I had a moment where I could fully receive what was happening between us. Seeing the eagerness of our hearts, I sensed the gratitude we all felt to have found safe ground to stand on together. In the midst of everything, a place of warmth, shelter, and love. We can create a world of comfort and contemplation together, no matter what turns the world takes, both personally and collectively. Despite the fear and difficulty of living close to the heart of everything, we refuse to accept anything other than love. This work we do here cannot be denied or taken from us. It is ours, an accumulation of heart-earned wisdom. Thank you so much for your companionship, gentleness, and the love you extend to me and each other. We have our private, holy place to find spiritual consolation amidst our lives.
I saw her sitting with me on Sunday, my child heart spinning in circles, leaping up and over my head and surrounding me. It was as if she had found her happy place and wanted to make sure I was paying attention. I have long yearned for a community like this, to contemplate and witness things we deal with alone, quietly and every day. I kept waiting for the right teachers to appear, but at some point I realized I was the door, the container, and the bell. I had to try to build the community I wanted. To create an environment where I am “free to express what I am afraid to express.” Somewhere I read that you should "write (create) what you would like to come upon in the world". This place is what I've always wanted to stumble upon, and I thank you for entering the door.
In the moments we spent together meditating, I felt the joy of my bursting heart, and in many ways, it was chaotic and unbridled. Honestly, a bit uncomfortable. Like a child in playground spinning out. After closing my eyes and shifting inward, I was instructed to bring this heart deep into my roots. Anchoring this precious, innocent energy, signaling to me that I was on the right path. To build a mothering home around this heart of innocence and unbridled love. It was meant to be uncovered, seen, felt, allowed, expressed, yet also tempered and held by a maturity that would ensure its security and well-being. Our brief time together brought the mother in me in contact with the essence of its innocence and heart, and wrapped her arms around it. The place where you withdraw, or shy away from is likely a place where your wild child heart calls. Your body may be pointing toward that place where your pure essence, your most joyful part, may meet your wise, warm arms, at last finding home.