Welcome here!
Last week we gave the invitation to allow that which comes our way, bidden or unbidden, joyous or bowed with sorrow, in Allowing- Welcoming the Waves in Life.
Check it out here if you missed it.
And now to today… There is at times, a sense of not knowing, yet deeply knowing.
When we lock ourselves into the silo of “knowns”, we can so easily separate ourselves from the “knowings”.
The stirrings deep with us of who we are and how we are connected.
An Invitation
My invitation to you, is to quieten the knowns.
For a moment at least.
For this moment at least.
To let go of our fiercely held, hardly won knowledge of what is and what isn’t.
Perhaps most significantly, to let go of our knowledge of what we ARE and what we AREN’T.
Allow it to be there, the knowledge that is yours.
Allow it to be there, next to an empty space of possibility.
Allow it to be there, if you will, on the surface; with that empty space surging up from your depths.
Feel the energy of the empty space.
Come to know that space.
The space that exists outside of all our knowledge, outside of our current knowns.
Examine it for a moment, if that feels wise and welcoming to you.
Is it a familiar space? A comforting space, like a well-worn jumper, past its best, but oh so nourishing in its embrace?
In letting go of our knowns, just for a moment, do we discover a deeper knowing that is more intrinsically who we are, than this surface self we so often wear?
Have we forgotten the truth of our own being, the distilled essence of love born into us?
It’s not a judgement, simply a wondering.
Has it become so easy to put on a version of who we are, when we get out of bed still weary?
How many days have we not allowed to find their rest, as we lay down to seek sleep at the close of day?
Allow the quietness, just for a moment. Just for this moment.
In allowing the quietness to settle within us, can we commit to letting each day have its rightful boundaries?
Can we commit to allowing a day to end? However beautiful or devasting that day may be?
Can we commit to trusting that the sun that gives light and life to our world, knows when its day is done?
Can we find comfort in knowing the day has an end?
Can we find a sense of purpose in the passing of light to darkness, and the predictable rhythm of darkness then giving way to the light?
Can we commit to letting the day go, when it is time for the day to go?
Can we commit to truly seeking rest.
Not a tossing-and-turning fight for sleep. Rather a seeking, a welcoming, and inviting, a yielding?
What would it mean for you to truly rest?
To awaken deeply rested.
What version of who we are would arise out of our beds, when we have learnt to leave each day and the weights and hopes of it, as we lay down to rest?
There is a wonderful proverb
When Sleeping Women Wake,
Mountains Move.
What mountains are yet to be moved, that our wakening can facilitate?
Allow the wondering, the musing of fresh possibilities. The possibilities that offer themselves when we invite the knowings.
When you are ready, pick up again your knowns and notice if they carry a different weight as your knowings flow freely within you.
Welcome here.
Welcome to living your life.
Consciously.
Lovingly.
Gently.
Be kind to you.
Be kind.
Have a wonderful day.
Lovingly,
Melanie Williams de Amaya
Driftwood and Grace
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