I had an epiphany today…actually just a few seconds ago. Just when I think I’ve offered someone else a “lesson”, ffffwap! It’s my lesson to be learned. My motto recently is “I’m breaking open”. It’s not violent, it doesn’t hurt (well, I can’t actually say it doesn’t hurt…perhaps not physically speaking anyway), there’s no mess to clean up (yeah, right)…it’s just a breaking open. It starts with a little crack in the seam of my closely guarded, lightly armored heart.
It is my belief that through teaching and passionately sharing the principles of Nia (you do know what Nia is by now, yes??), by offering and passionately sharing Reiki, by opening myself to the mysteries of Tarot, by answering questions around what’s not working well with regard to my creativity, what are my weaknesses, what are my powers…well, the crack just begins to widen and there the stuff behind those walls is pretty darned scary…stuff I’d forgotten about, stuff that was from another lifetime. And by that I mean BC (before consciousness).
So here I am breaking open, it’s not pretty, but it’s healthy. It’s not fun, but it’s necessary. It is in living color and I get to be the creator/inspiration for what comes next. That’s pretty freaking awesome. When I stop to think about it, I swoon — I use the word swoon because there is a palpable sensation that emerges with the word “swoon.” It’s a word that invites anticipation, romance and passion. It’s so much more colorful than “faint.” Faint connotates dropping on the floor — unconscious. Swoon leaves me feeling dazzled, but conscious.
The breaking open is empowering. It is life-altering. And it is the best excuse (if one needs an excuse) to dance through life — not with hobnail boots but barefoot, liberating, twirling, swirling, cascading, reaching, expressing…changing and transforming moment by moment.