I’m chilling at my sister and brother in law’s house. It’s 5 a.m. -ish and I’m called outside to listen to bird song, feel the energies of the early morning movement, and to write. I find that post leaving-the-day-job (a week and a half ago), I am ever slipping into a deeper sense of silence and peace. As I progress through my decades-long healing march, I truly marvel at every plateau. At each point as I look back, I see how very stressed I was. When I think I can’t get any more calm, I do. And looking back at the last plateau as I am doing now, I am shocked again to see how wound-up-tight I was. No wonder my body shows all the signs of life-long chronic stress and pain. But all of my body ailments, along with my nervous system, are all healing. It’s been a slow crawl but it’s picking up speed. I had a barometer moment yesterday when I looked down at my hip and leg and I realized that I like my hip and leg. I felt quite comfortable in that moment with my body. Well, that’s new!
I hiked the lovely path below this deck last evening (see pic). As I walked the trail, the land told me that I don’t belong here. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a threat or a “Get out of town!” sort of message. It was just the truth. I could feel that I was welcomed by the land as a visitor, but no more. There is no connection for me here. It’s a comfort really. I do feel a connection at home. I belong there. I like talking with the land where I stand to see what’s up. It knows. It speaks truth. I know where I belong and I know why I belong - this truth is ever unfolding in my awareness. Last night was the next little memo: “You belong here for now. When it is time to move on, you will know that too. Enjoy the moment you are in, for it is perfect.”
What I know after today: I can feel comfortable in my skin and where I stand.
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