Dangling? What does embodiment bring up for you? Is it a concept to aim towards or done deal? Perhaps somewhere along that continuum.
We all pretty much know that resolutions hyped at this time of year are just so much noise and distraction. Yes, there are things we’d like to improve, but resolving to do so just seems to set up resistance. It’s like saying, Don’t look at the pink elephant in the room. The underlying current remains focused on the perceived problem.
Still, I quite suspect that attempts at self-improvement couched within resolutions are essentially about embodiment. If we get out of our own way, we actually tend to gravitate to the essence of our being’s natural expression, because our essence is always calling us home. Can we count the times we’ve thought or uttered or hollered, I want to go home!!! Enough already!
Is it irony or tragedy that has us looking to out there for home…when it’s in here where home resides? The universe within, carried about by a miraculous vehicle we mostly ignore, pollute, and treat like a traitor…mostly. I love the concept of our skin being “the event horizon” (Nassim Haramein, Black Whole…treat yourself to a watch). Moving about in time and space, we are wearing space suits for this Earthly construct.
Time is ripe. Collectively we just completed a 7 year economic cycle in 2015, thus we begin 2016 as a 1 year. And then year 2016 adds to 9, a completion year. So we have the Alpha and the Omega…the ‘(‘ and the ‘)’ the ‘()’ Vesica Piscis. The portal of creation.
These are trends we are living within. The tide is with us, as a group of awakeneds growing in awareness, to consider what we clearly intend to create/bring forth from creation. We need the partnership of our companion vessels, our bodies. They connect us to expression.
Can we pause even for a moment to bring awareness to this marvel?
Acknowledge the near incomprehensible tasks performed constantly and invisibly. Give thanks…not to a creator, but to the body itself as a living organism. A conversation might be entered…ask, What do you want me to know? What can I do for you? What do you need? The body’s wisdom is immense. Listen. Be gentle. Should release arrive, no judgements against yourself…you’re moving forward, not back. Invite the fragment(s) that show up to come home, and welcome with open arms.
My first healing session with Carla Fox in September revealed I wasn’t fully in my body; an implant…a horizontal bar from hip to hip impeded my grounding cord. Not surprised. At all. By my second session in December, I had increased the flow of my cord to my ankles. Still hovering above terra firma, but closer. It feels like I’m inching my way to the edge of the water, but still uneasy. Fear still present. It’s always felt counterintuitive to be grounded. It feels stuck, rooted, bound. How can I fly if I’m grounded? Little doubt this is why I prefer the term ‘earthing’. It conjures the rich smell after a rain where the breath comes involuntarily deep to inhale the bounty. That I love, don’t you?
Just before the solstice, while in contemplation, I had a spontaneous feeling memory of a life here in a vastly earlier time before the imposition arrived, and all was in sync with Ma. For the first time in this life, I felt joyfully grounded/earthed/connected/in tune and in sync. Glorious.
And I realized I cannot bring that forth on a daily basis without first inhabiting my own body. Birth trauma can easily prevent us fully incarnating, and that’s on purpose…the imposition knocking us off our game before the starting line. We came for this time, yet we tend to hoover somewhere short of full incarnation, dangling instead of fully grounded, and still look for the pressure release valve in the starry sky. We have a window of opportunity to arrive within, grasp a hold of our dearest values and experience fully inhabiting our body.
I want to bring back that ancient feeling memory of deep connection and harmony. Looking around my home, an extension as well as a reflection of me, there are boxes in the garage yet unpacked from my August move, A dresser waits to be painted. More purging/releasing of stuff no longer needed or wanted. I see the work to be done. But rather than go about it perfunctorily, check marks on my To Do list, I’m suddenly seeing it as a homecoming. Can you feel the shift?
In this year containing the Vesica Piscis, I can feel the ease of release of all that no longer resonates with my increasingly coalescing essence, inviting in with welcoming arms fragments ready to return and genuine love, apppreciation, and care of my physical vessel as an expression of authenticity and connection. Not just walking my talk…being it.
What aspects are you embodying and how? Easy, hard or inbetween?
home (has a new ring to it ;-)!)
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