Hello my love,
How are you this Monday evening? Take a moment, a deep breath and check in.
Who is here?
Mmmm, yes. Hello there. I love you. Thank you for being here.
For helping me, over and over again, ease into grace.
What do you need?
Yes, of course.
Can you give it to her?
If you can’t give it literally in this moment, can you, in spirit, give this part of you what she is needing?
Today while I was getting a massage, and the masseuse was working on my throat chakra, a guttural wail arose filled with such ache and intensity that no place seemed far away enough, remote enough, safe enough for this sound and all that it held to be released. I could not get deep enough in the redwood forest that surrounded me. Maybe, if I had a sailboat (and I could sail), I could head far enough out to sea as not to release a tidal of waves that might shake the world around me. No, I didn’t want to upset anyone.
That is, I suspect, how such a sound has built up in me in the first place.
(Okay. No biggie.)
In that moment I chose to release it in spirit.
I see you and I hear you.
I let the body worker do her work.
How about you, what do you need?