I could feel it happening, but just as I was waking from my nap, I could hear in the distance, my husband at one’s wits’ end, asking me to unclog the sink.
I felt light. I could feel my feet swirling, almost in figure eight, dancing on air. My body swaying as you do when you are in a large vehicle transporting so many people that hold onto a rail, or the seat in front of them so they can keep their balance. Trying to avoid each other. Here, where I am, I was not holding on. I felt rhythmical. I didn’t force it, I adjusted and I just went with it. I could sense the shift in polarity between us. I didn’t belong there. Behind my closed eyelids, in place with my spirituality and my sprightliness, an incandescent light erupted . The light was not moving away, but shining like indescribable jewels in front of me. Brilliant waves of energy invited me to not only see but to participate. I needed to get off this vessel, that people needed to hold on to. I am not meant to hold on. UNBURDEN!
I was not alone. My body was light, I could feel my feet and legs elevated, my womanly docility was a bit heavier and took more energy to lift, but it eventually did. My arms were already free like dandelion seeds blowing in the wind. My fingers directing in the air as if it were conducting a symphony of energy waves. I wasn’t just giving, I also realized I was receiving, harmoniously. My hands were a gateway for my fingers that were moving individually so they could continue sending a code to my wrist that moved back and forth playing the waves like a piano. I could not hear, but the energy waves were bright, colorful, stronger and growing more vivid. Bursting, I felt lucid, light, free. Let me in I wanted to be in. I knew I was suppose to be there. My head was off the pillow, but I was pinned down at my neck. I couldn’t lift entirely. My shoulders were curved upward, like the hull of a boat. My extremities dancing slowly and patiently while they waited for what was holding me back, to join them. I could feel my neck was heavy. I was clenching, and my jaw could not escape what bound it. My tongue was against the roof of my mouth. Screaming inside, I wanted to shout to release this confinement but my throat was unable to. The waves calmed and let me know there was about to be change. I needed to fully submit to the energy, not control it. I could feel my jaw release. I swallowed as my tongue finally released off the roof of my mouth. I could feel my neck relax. My pursed lips opened, sensually, my mouth opened. I inhaled a long, deep breath. A breath that felt cleansing as it entered me. All of me. Though my full head and neck did not lift, I understood further I needed to be mindful of my self and let all go. Drift, float, explore, free myself, and go with the energy. BEFREE!
I am being offered a gift to travel with this energy. I could still hear Peter in the distant background, “The sink is clogged. Unclog the sink”. My palms together, reached up high, fingers effortlessly touching each other pointed upward like I was aiming to go higher, then, suddenly releasing and pushing away from each other like two of the same poles of a magnet. Their distance apart was the same. As the left hand moved, the right clumsily stayed beside but not connected. My hands descended and rested above my chest. They each spread open joyfully. I felt bliss and I smiled. I felt my mouth open and the corners of my lips spread as I took another refreshing breath, then exhaled a silent laugh. The waves were stronger, closer to me. My fingers met in a ball shape, rounded as if I was holding an apple, then the index fingers collaborating with my thumbs, positioned into a triangle . I felt the energy change. My dancing feet dawdling, while my legs followed to come in for a gentle landing. A portion of my head felt the pillow again, and my chest felt light. My hands now formed flat together, point toward my face and rest on my chest. They opened and my left hand rested on my right, over my heart. They tingled and began to feel my body beneath them. The energy waves were not behind my closed lids anymore, but in front of me. I could feel the air move. I could feel the energy explore me. My motion toing and froing, the undulation coinciding within me began to fade, yet I still felt the urge to connect. My eyes opened. I sat up. UNINHIBITED!
I got up and walked to the bathroom. I took my clothes off and let them drop freely to the floor. I turned on the water and stepped into the shower. My feet dipping in the pool of swirling crispness. My waves were strong again. I reached both arms up with palms pressed against the wall in front of me and I closed my eyes. The water fell vigorously and as it ran down, I could imagine a waterfall. I was in another time. My hair felt longer as the water ran cool down my back. My face felt warm as if sunlight was shining on me. I could hear the droplets bouncing off rocks, jumping from one to the other. Playing, splashing around like children in a puddle. Splashing each other. Playful, my water was present with me and wanted me to play, we were together and we would soon share more than just this moment. I could feel it caressing my body through my fingers. Together, they washed my hair, moving individually and playing together on my scalp. Gliding down slippery strands, some water released into the reservoir below tickling my feet, while my fingers began to touch my forehead. Simultaneously, my index fingers curiously traced my eyes, as if they were exploring something new. I am new Slowly down my face, touched my lips, they separated craving, longing as the water and energy entered the openness. My head tilted back as the allied droplets naturally cascaded. I could hear distant laughter and singing as the water danced in my mouth. I suddenly froze, I realized I wasn’t breathing. I felt scared, I was constricting the energy and not allowing it to be free. Would I drown myself? Give In. Let It Be. Without further delay, air filled my lungs through my nose as it peeked through the waterfall like an open curtain. The water pirouetted against the back of my throat. It was healing. The water was restoring me from inside out. I could feel my neck relax. Water ran in and out of my mouth, flushing out what did not benefit me. Cleansing and purifying, readying me for what is to come. I allowed some to go down my throat, but just enough to swallow to and be in sync with the process. It was done. TRUST!
I could now feel the water against my shoulders and my hands, taking turns, caressed my body. My right hand moving down my left arm and back up. Thank you for accepting us My hand descended down my left side to my knees and ending at my feet then, my left hand began its journey on my right side, beginning its task to join the water with my body. Thank you for letting me accept you. I felt my hands up my legs and we met at my waist as we began to move towards the center. My hands found each other. My fingers interlocking knowing the space between them, was meant to be filled like two lovers finding each others souls. The hands, unspoiled, receiving new pure energy as one force, part and the fingers, each independent, began to slowly circle my stomach. Wait, no, not my stomach, lower. Lower. My fingers explored with purpose. Gliding lower lead by trails of water beneath each of them. I could feel the energy being sent to revive what I have deprived. Moving gracefully like a figure skater dancing freely on ice. Twirls, long smooth lines and caressing’s my womanhood. I was not shy. I was not embarrassed. I did not try to control my body or my thoughts. What was happening was connected through something stronger. Energy that had found me and welcomed me. I was able to free myself. I was ripening as my fingers and hands met again, pursuing up the center of my body over my chest, over my throat and caressing my pouty lips, I continued to breath this unknown knew breath. I wanted more. Each hand and fingers parted briefly, to playful dandle my ears, then met again at the top of my head. The water was graceful and fluent, I was aware of each entire droplet that came together as one. My hands reached up as high as my body allowed, vertically aligned. It was then that my eyes opened. Though my body stopped reaching, my energy continued at new heights within me as I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I felt rejuvenated, awake and alive again. I was reminded of my gift and the energy that surrounds me. It is within me. HARMONY!
I dried naturally while walking naked into the kitchen where my husband was. I held him and we began to dance. Surprised, he laughed, but went with the flow. Our flow was in this moment. I looked into his eyes then we kissed. “Babes, what sink was clogged?” He looked puzzled. He said no such thing.
Perhaps today, ‘this world’, this chaos, that is not in sync with our being, clogs our minds and we fall off the path that what we are intended to journey on. We forget to play and explore for fear of what other’s may think. We need to remind ourselves to stay on course and recognize all that is gifted to us, without losing our love for self and our beautiful, uniqueness. EXPERIENCE!
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