When it is time to wake up out of limitation the “stackers” may gift us with numerous opportunities to look at where trauma has caused us to abandon or amputate some part of our life force. What may feel like cruelty is a gift to open our eyes to where we have constricted our good. It often takes great courage to dive into our somatic experience, to honor all the sensations racing through our bodies, to quiet our minds that may be screaming for relief. In those moments it is vital to cherish our inner little ones, to parent them as we were never parented, to assure them we can care for them, hold them as the currents of energy race through our being. As we hold through the tempest, the gift of freedom is birthed through the rising of the Phoenix. Bursting forth from the ashes of our pain, we discover the lies that tell us we can’t, we won’t make it, we don’t have what it takes, we will never know joy. Dare to dive into your embodied experience for the ride of your life, lifting you straight to the heaven of your own embrace. Follow what ever arises, be it bliss or suffering. Your heart knows the way home.
remembering the joy of being
