GIVING UP
I take off the burden of creating, formulating, mapping.
I put down the resistance when it feels like I’m bumping up on a brick wall.
Inspiration hasn’t left me. It just cant get through to me is all.
I have the headphones of life on.
As if it was a mime, inspiration flaps its arms around trying to have me take notice.
But I don’t know what it’s trying to say.
My ears are full of noise, it’s the thoughts I play in my head.
I feel the constriction in my body.
As soon as I feel my body. I remember.
I remember I don’t want to feel like this.
I remember I have a choice.
I give up the thoughts. I give up learning. I give up absorbing and taking in all the information. I give up wondering how I’m going to do this or how I’m going to do that. What the ‘right, best’ way is.
I presently follow the air into my mouth, down my throat, expanding my lungs, my rib cage, my belly.
I feel the letting go as I slowly exhale.
I feel the heaviness lift.
I rest my body. I rest my mind.
This feels like what I want. Inner comfort. Inner nurturance and tending to.
And I stay in my Inner Peace. For however long. It is everything.
The Ebbs and Flows of life.
Can you be with what is, in you?
Curious to know if this resonates. Love to hear your musings.