The 6-day ‘Manifesting a Meaningful Life’ experience is THE conversation that lights me up! Big! Bold! Boundless and formless! Edgy, provocative, compelling… not because it’s a pathway but because it’s the unsettled, feral essence of our potential being. It is not that we move through those conversations, it is more that we trek… and climb the rock faces that beckon… and make our way through the underwater caves, in the dark… with nothing but our inner truth to lead the way. For me, it has become a living expression of The Great Adventure that my life is! My life is destined to have so many more, of these!
In my experience of it, density and intensity are essential to accelerating manifestation. To be able to hold focus without distraction; to be able to coalesce all of the living force that I AM to flow through the energetic framework of the intention held by my body (not my intellect) – by the device that is directly connected to the Signal of Self – is what it takes.
I wrote those words a dozen or so days ago. Today, as I read them, I am aware of this great tension in my body… as if ready to pounce… and just waiting and watching for ‘it’ to come along to pounce upon!
That one makes me laugh out loud! If nothing else, I have come to know that there is no thing that will come along unless I say so – and clearly, I have not yet spoken. So, I wait – but not in a soft, let-go kind of way. It is so much more that state of awakened presence… with an edge.
These days, it seems like I am all edge! I can’t seem to find ‘not edge’ anywhere. I’m not complaining, mind you, just aware that my internal state is more acute, more present, more awake than I have noticed at any other time. I wonder what’s coming down the road…
That word – ‘pounce’ – appeals to me. Rather than working my way through things, or figuring things out, I’m ready to LEAP and once landed, notice where I am. Beyond the moment of the pounce, in a breath, I will have arrived. Leaves me wondering: maybe I’m designed for pouncing and all that is not that has been my opportunity to discover the difference. Sometimes, one thing has to be there so that we can finally and profoundly notice the other!
Sometimes, I watch Dott (our little Morkie) play. All 6 pounds of her… leaping three times her height into the air! How does she do that??? I swear, she’s really a cat. Very cat-like in her doggy-ness! Likes to sleep on the arms of chairs and walk across the back of furniture. Sound like anything else you know? Anyway, she pounces… and bounces… and takes huge leaps forward and up into the air! I wonder where the force comes from?
One more thought: today, as I was writing a wonderful friend, I told her that I was feeling my beAst (as opposed to best) and then after writing it, recognized it for what it was: my truth about me. Something has awakened inside me and I know that, like Elvis, the domesticated side of me has left the building!
Stay tuned. Who knows where this will go?
Breathing is good…
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