Here we are, in this new moment, and I'm smiling thinking of you – and of us meeting in this small, connective way.
How's the week been moving?
Mine felt like a trot the first few days, a gallop yesterday, and a walk today – I'd say a 'free walk' if we're going with dressage terms.
Maybe your week hasn't felt like riding a horse but more so like riding a wave! Or maybe you are the wave this week?
I enjoy looking to species and beings other than humans for ways of relating to myself and my rhythms.
Are there particular species or beings you find yourself being drawn to when you're attuning to yourself and your rhythms? It can be helpful to ask someone – a friend, a co-worker, a housemate – to listen for the metaphors you use while you're in regular conversation together and then share back to you any patterns they observed. You could do the same for them, if you're both into it. :-)
I've been listening to a few songs on repeat the past few weeks.
Two songs are asking to be shared now, together. I invite you to read through the lyrics as well as listen or watch below. To me, they speak to the push and pull / stop and go / gallop and retreat / bud and burst / sudden and sluggish transitions that we're in now as we shift into Spring (or into Fall, if you're in the Southern Hemisphere).
Take It Slow
Take it slow, and don’t get in your way
keep it movin’ at the pace of every weather
look within, and don’t forget you are surrounded by the wind
as it rushes in your lungs
oh Honey — you are born of the moon
precious cave, don’t forget there is unknown inside you
don’t turn away from yourself by bein’ like somebody else
you are tide crashin’ over and call of the mountains
and your darkest tunnels are where your light come from
So take it slow, what you long for’s on its way
don’t stop reachin’, taste the sound of every color
deep within, let your wild be uncaged
run with the wind and rush into its lungs
oh Honey — you are born of the moon
precious cave, don’t forget there is unknown inside you
don’t turn away from yourself by bein’ like somebody else
you are tide crashin’ over and call of the mountains
and your darkest tunnels are where your light come from
oh aim for the journey, and grow with the night
be brave in your loving, keep steady your sight
oh Honey — you are born of the moon
precious cave, don’t forget there is unknown inside you
don’t turn away from yourself
by bein’ like somebody else
don’t turn away…
Let It In
Ought to be a 'way from the thinkin' -- it won't stop till I let it all in...
Can you let it in?
This moon told me as I woke from walking asleep,
Below one midnight she said, your
Feet are heavy your feet stand deep
Deeper than you know, farther than you go…
This wild mother she told me one morning bright,
Child you've got to run on my back
Farther than you've ever gone before, deeper than you've ever known before
Run right through your edges, right to the edges, right to the edge of your edge
Jump off that cliff, dive in below, jump off that cliff
Can you let it in…
Hey my brothers and sisters, this is we connected at the roots
The roots that grew us, the roots that grew us, the roots that
Grew these trees, that lit these lights, that lit these lights, that lit these lights…
So if you want the stars to hear you
If you want the stars to hear your soul, you got to
Go as the stars go, let all your life show, corners uncover, unshadow the unknown
Pieces, forgotten names, places we came from, life we were born
When speech was for meaning the thing we spoke
To feed this story whose pages we wove
And are woven into...
However it shows itself, however you find yourself
Every moment, every piece of you, I'll take it all, I want it
All of it All it
Sound it loud, beam it out!
There's no more time to hold back
My brothers and sisters
No more time to hold back
There's no sense in holdin' it back -- now, we're all
Beaming light, all beaming' light, all beamin' light…
Can you let it in? ALL?
What arises within you as these songs enter into your present moment experience?
The lyrical repetition, the welcoming of ever-shifting pacing, the kinship with nature... I find it all so nourishing!
I wonder, how can I – how can we – let it all in and take it slow? And play with all that's in between, all that's simmering within that 'and'?
Til next week,
Cassandra