.....riding the current of life

Yogis,

When I was little I loved the swimming pool.  I was like a little fish.  Diving to the bottom, hanging upside down from the side, and having tea parties with my friends deep below the surface.  I would glide through the water and could swim two full lengths while holding my breath – always winning in that competition.   It all felt free and effortless.  I was in the flow.

But put me in the ocean where the current was stronger and it was another whole matter.  One too many times I was grabbed by a wave and tumbled, being held under water for only seconds…..but it felt like hours.  That feeling of being pulled downward and me struggling to go upward and ending up with a nose full of water and a bathing suit full of sand.  Gasping for air as I broke the surface.  Intellectually I knew to let go to the current, but I definitely wasn’t able in those critical moments.  I resisted.  I was not in the flow.

Just like life…………………….

The water element is our flow.  The fluidity in our joints and our spirit that allow us to move through life with ease and grace. 

The Universe has a flow.  A rhythm.  I call it the ‘hum’.  When you get quiet and still enough you can feel it.  And when we swim with it, we find our own flow.  Life feels free and effortless, like riding the wind.  When we fight and swim against its current, life becomes awfully hard and we end up with water up our nose.  

The moon is the keeper of the flow.  Her cycle of seemingly appearing from nothing one night in the sky as the slightest sliver and expanding for two weeks until she is completely full and whole, the peak of the inhale.  A time of heightened energy and light for diving into your passion, stepping beyond boundaries, fertility and growth.

Followed every single month of every single year by the two weeks of a gentle gradual darkening…the long slow exhale.  A time of slowing down and moving inward to reconnect with what is right here.  A shedding of the outer world to delve into the inner work.  Letting go to the flow.

The lightness of spring is followed by the long hot days of summer where the Universe reaches new heights and bursts at the seams with aliveness.  Followed always by fall where the trees go through the process of dropping all they no longer need to prepare for the rest  and quiet of winter.  Each season with its own ‘hum’ eager for you to join in.  Neither hanging back nor rushing ahead.  Just in tune.

You can hear it in the raining down of the acorns and taste it in the smoky air of a campfire.  You can feel it when the house is covered with a thick blanket of snow and see it in the decaying log as it rests, at ease, next to the rushing creek. 

The breath flows in and the breath flows out.  We are born, live life to its fullest, slow down and eventually return to the earth.  The sun rises and it sets. 

Let go and listen for the flow.  Lie back and ride its current.  Free and effortless.

Mmmmmmmm………

SARAH