It seems as though sometimes life can feel listless, almost too planned. What a great opportunity to explore such moments! With a little openness and some good scuba gear, a deep dive into the emotions and feelings contained in such a moment reveal some hidden jewels.

Date:   9/7/2005 4:53:35 PM ( 19 y ago)

It feels as though I am living in a life that is pre-planned, almost canned.  I am living life as though it were coming from a can!  Am I really engaging myself in my life in these moments?   I think not.  I was remembering the excitement I felt earlier in the summer as I thought about creating a artistic project, one in which I would travel to cool little towns in Southern California and engage the townspeople with some performance art.  It felt great considering such a project.  Where has that excitement gone?  Where did I put it?  Who did I give it to?  Did I throw it away?  Or did I doubt it out of existence?  I think that is a great possibility.  I think I may have done that.  I’d like to resurrect that excitement, quite honestly.

I notice other things I’d like, too, in this moment.

I’d like to be breathing fresh air and living within the excitement of my ideas and creative energies.

I’d like to be free of my own self-created prisons, for there are many!

I’d like to be bathing in the free-flowing essence of my divine nature and not covering it up with the mental marsh of which I swim so often!

I’d like to be breathing in the sweet smell of creative freshness, adorning my body with the natural beauty of inspiration.

I’d like to be mired in the joy of friendship with loving ones surrounding me.

I’d like to be collapsing into the whispering winds of freedom, settling down to a good dose of sun-filled radiance within the sweet-smelling waves of abundance.

I’d like to be dancing as I walk, aware of my unbridled passion for living and loving and nurturing everything, wherever it may be, always in my presence.

I’d like to be nestled in the bosom of Mother Earth, listening to the ageless wisdom of Grandmother Moon, the stars singing in appreciation, adorning me with praise.

And in the midst of all of this, I’d like to wake in the morning into the dream from which I just slid out of, tethered to those whispering winds that ever-so-lightly remind me of where I belong, and where I always return.

I’d like to slide through the melodic sounds of the orange-red sunset, drinking in the purple shadows of the surrounding mountains.

I’d like to experience the thundering explosion of my heart opening into yours, the ecstatic beat of this union breathing us into vibrant waves of bliss beyond comprehension.

And, then, I’d like to simply bite into the most exquisite, mind-blowing morsel of chocolate that rips my senses from their moorings and floods my taste buds with oozing colors of cascading delight.

Mmm.

This is the existence I call forward into my life; this is the blueprint for my days to come.  This is the sounding call for all of creation to bless and align with and to praise; this is my calling forth of my deepest desires into creation, for their birth into the new.

These are the sounds of creation coming from a creator, announcing to fellow creators and so it is.

Let the trumpets sound, the melodies of the flutes ripple through the air, and the beat of the drums create the forward movement.  The sounds of creation have moved through the heavens, so let them be so.

I, now, will get out of the way.

I will now step back to let the forces of creation breathe life into these words.  I move back to seed these words with thoughts of praise, gratitude, blessings, and joy.  I water these intentions with the powerful radiance of my still mind.  I allow them the bountiful space of be-ing.  And so it is.

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