Back to the Drawing Board...for Bev Angel

How to move?

backwards or forward

Maybe to this side or that side

Why do we always have to move anyway?

 Stillness in itself is movement

The peace that flows from just being is immense

The most immense subtly you will ever know

When you feel like running......

STOP, listen and process

You can go back, again

With awareness, the past is your guide

With choice, the past is your drawing board

With knowledge, stillness is peace

Be Still

Precious and Few

The ability to create love from a healed place is such a gift. When this opportunity is presented to you, please know there is only one definition of love. This definition is innate within you, no one person defines love the same exact way.

When the soul whose definition  blends with yours is shown to you, this is when the magic happens.

Hold on, be still, be the dew....always.

When you allow this for yourself.....your fears are precious and few. your doubts are precious and few, your heart is light and your head is full of hope.

Hard to find, yes...impossible...nope. Loves like this are precious and few, but so very real. So be it.
<3

Farewell to Mo

Looks like I picked the wrong week to let Mo go home....

The Road

It's all bout the journey, she said to him

and he knew that she was right

Time we can learn to expand and trim

while aching for each other at night

But I miss you so he whispered back

I know, I miss you too

Remember, we are full, there is no lack

Now go to sleep........ adieu

They grew to know connected peace

 Their precious blended moments... though fleeting

Brought them closer to the retreat

They would soon know, with hearts co-beating

Mutually, they chose this road

Hearts not knowing any other way

They didn't even realize they had been alone

Until they were found along the road that sacred day
<3

 

The Love Between Us Grows

Insincere Invention, Fear..it's such a blocker of joy, self knowledge and peace.

It brings to mind a concrete driveway, hard and lifeless, sitting and relentlessly waiting for a heavy vehicle to drive onto it. The car comes to its resting place, parked now and content to sit out in the sun of the day and the soft glow of the night. However, the driveway must support this immense weight that it has no connection to. It must endure this over and over, day in, day out, there seems to be no end to this life of depression. The cycle repeating until the driveway has to make a choice.
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And then.....One day, the pressure is just too much and the concrete cracks........there is a space for healing, a chance to let some light in. A break in the facade....is good. The pain of opening will soon be rewarded. The moment of choice has come...the cycle can change as well.

How great would it be, if on Monday morning, the owner of the car trudges out to get in her vehicle..and there to greet her in the driveway with the beautiful crack...is a flower boldly standing at attention, fragrant, strong and beautiful. It was the flower's choice as well to bloom, now that the light had penetrated the deep dark places. The joy underneath the pain finally broke the surface.

The woman smiles, the driveway feels a positive vibe from her for the first time, and the stage is set for  further growth.

The moral? Let the fear teach you, let it go and let the love between us grow.

Ship of Friends

Taking time to be a friend.....opening the door to let another soul into your personal space....that's kind of a big deal. In this age of social networking and loss of privacy because we carry multiple electronic devices with us, it feels as though we have forgotten to honor the process of developing friendships. I mean come on, you can become a friend with the click of a key on your computer these days.

A ship built to hold friends needs to be crafted, developed, honed and most importantly; reciprocal. If the scales are unbalanced, it is not healthy, and eventually one person suffers for the experience. I have seen many people in my life explode because of this unbalanced situation. If the giving and receiving cycle is not in harmony, trouble will show itself someday. If you do not ask for what you need, you may not be given it, and the distance begins to build in the closest of relationships.

It has been my experience that once you can truly "friend" yourself, once you know who the fuck you are, really know...then you can really know another person. And, if you find yourself in a healthy, grounded place with a friend....CELEBRATE IT.....you are both creating a miracle.

Thank you, to all of my friends...to the ones who walk beside me in all terrains, the ones who laugh and cry with me..and the ones who let me be there for them. <3

Deep Connections....

Marena was gentle with him as they dove into the depths of her birthplace in their melded meditation. Their souls communicated and she gently hummed a tune to his to keep him calm. His soul responded, telling her he was not afraid as long as she not release his hand. When he touched her, he was grounded. "please don't let go, Marena" he sang back to her. Honoring his request, she tightened her grip and intertwined their fingers....he let out a grateful sigh.

Knowing he was ready, she summoned her clan from out of the deep, comforting all-encompassing home she knew so long ago.

Instantly, they heard a low sound and felt the vibration of it. Marena whispered "It's ok, darlin.... my family is approaching" Taking  a deep soul breath, he attempted to see something in the dark water. There was nothing visible, but he could feel joy welling up inside of him and he saw the smile grow wider on Marena's beautiful face. Oh, how he loved her smile and her eyes....such peace he had come to know there. She winked at him playfully as if to say....."wait, you won't believe your eyes".

Trusting her completely and knowing she would only always honor him, he finally relaxed into this experience, and let himself really connect to the meditative journey that had embarked upon. With that thought, more deep vibrations shot through his body, and this time he was deeply stirred by them. He was curious and ready to know her past fully.

Just then, a creature of epic proportion elegantly floated up beside him undetected. How could that happen, how could something so mammoth be so graceful? And why was he not terrified? Why did he feel trepidation, but no caution? Gathering all of his courage...he gazed to the right and there he saw it...... The gorgeous and peaceful eye of the Humpback whale peering directly into his soul. His own eyes welled with tears of knowing, of feeling a connection beyond words. In this sacred moment, he let go of Marena's hand so he could gently and with great honor, reach out to and touch the whale. As they connected, she released a light tone and he laughed. It had been so long since he laughed. And no fear did he know.

tbc