Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Drowning in her eternal sweetness
It is so nourishing to be resting at the ocean again. For me, she is the ultimate holding environment, washing out this this nervous system with her essence. Somehow she is able to enter all the way inside me— and I deeply inside her—activating neurons of bliss and revealing raw pathways of light.
By way of her tides of illumination, she works with the moon to open me even more to how tender it really is here, how sensitive this body has become, and just how deeply in awe of the beloved I truly am. Each wave of feeling, emotion, and sensation arises and dissolves back into the ocean-like nature of pure awareness, further unfolding her secrets of separation and union.
I’m not sure what more could be wanted, other than this very moment, these exact feelings and sensations, and this most achy tinge of sadness knowing I have taken birth in a world where love is alive. Wandering with no ambition, no goals, no past, and no future, I fall into her arms and give myself to her and her body. Nothing remains other than unending awe at how she continues to shape-shift all around me, in this moment taking form as a holy womb in which she and I merge as one.
If I am graced with another sunrise tomorrow, I will crumble into the sand in profound gratitude. But if for some reason today turns out to be my last, I will drown in her eternal dripping sweetness with the same.