Precipice

"A dance in timeless fashion pieces, O ye who makes us wise..."

I have been here before. A familiar precipice. Where stillness and quiet seem to be the moving force behind your fall. Or you can leap. Backward down the mountain seems not to be an option. The Runes call this a place of "non-action". I like to add "non-thought" because here, thoughts are vague and seem automatically translated by the mind as feeling and emotion. The alphabetical jargon holds no composition here.

It was about 3 years ago. I had managed to end my relationship whether consciously or unconsciously I found myself walking away, but talking about staying. It was winter when I finally arrived at where that walk was taking me. I remember being in Tennessee in a bedroom I had spent some years in before, with yellow walls and a bed barely long enough for my almost 6 foot body. Enough space to breath, to yoga, to listen to Mumford & Sons and what something deeper than my heart was saying. I was done fighting what was and had "come to myself in some regard."  I italicize the phrase because it comes from a Rune explanation, when I'd ask then "what now?"... I was told it was about a meeting of the Self and as an end of a means, a coming too. To be patient and wait for signs of spring. All of this immediately preceded my embarkation of life with another. A beginning of something I never thought I was capable.

I reflect back on that because it was one of the most empowering times of my life. Obviously one of the more life changing experiences one can have. I truly HAD come to myself in some regard. I stood in my power, knowing my self-worth, tapped into the well of joy un-given by earthly recognition or gains. The place I felt I had been coming to for years, and I had finally arrived. That's how I feel now. Here in the quiet of my office space of the house with the woman who came that spring. Lined with my favorite photography and art on cinnamon stick colored walls. Wood floors beneath my feet that laid hidden under ugly carpet for over two decades... I receive similar messaged from the Universe. An index card written in my own handwriting I ask, "What is required of me here and now??" That's a good question. It's a faith question. It's a humble question. A question of service. And has an answer that can only be found within the Self.

With Grace & Gratitude...