“I will not die an unlived life; I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom goes on as fruit.” — Dawna Markova
My passion is for living life to its fullest. No, I don’t mean sky diving or swimming with sharks or having to surf the big wave. Those things are around DOING. My passion is for BEING. I love the fall colors this year in my neck of the woods — beautiful colors that actually take my breath away. A swift gasp of “oh my God” followed by a moment of thankfulness for being alive in this moment, to actually be a part of nature’s magnificent magic.
I am an alchemist, too. Perhaps not with the ease and grace of Mother Nature. Perhaps not with the grandeur and nobility of her grand scheme of things. But an alchemist, none the less. I am about transformation and to be about transformation, one needs to take risks…the simple risk of letting go of things that I didn’t even know I was holding on to. It’s a sensation of lightness. “My yoke is heavy by my burden is light.”
Risking my significance for an opportunity to stand in the eye of the whirlwind is like allowing a seed to burst into its unique life form. And if you’re laughing at that statement, good!! There is no “allowing” a seed to burst into its unique life form. That’s called Life..it happens as part of the divine design. And we are just like those seeds, we too are part of the divine design. We have unique life forms — each and every one of us. If we would truly risk our significance to allow our uniqueness to grow and flourish — from seed to blossom, from blossom to fruit, my what a different world we would find ourselves in.
I risk my significance every time I step into my Nia class to teach. If I were more interested in how I looked and in teaching perfectly, I would miss out on those extraordinary moments of transformation. Miracles. They’re always there, waiting for us to open up and receive them.
A wing, a torch, a promise. Yes.