When I was born into this human existence there was movement, the tornado started,
there were peoples and noise and lights and fuss and chaos…
It was only a little wisp but the vortex began.
The little wisp grew as I did,
Bigger
Faster,
Taller,
More powerful,
More threatening,
More scary….
Today I sit in the eye of this whirling in Such PEACE.
I sit with my backside on the earth and my feet crossed in front of me.
I watch the Wisp climb to the heavens.
She stays 20 feet away from me in a perfect circle.
Her walls are thick and grey and cloudy and full of motion.
I see objects fly through – cars, houses, people, animals….
There are people outside the walls wanting to come inside but they cannot enter
I will not let them be damaged by this storm
However, I feel the energy of my partner walking in a straight line towards me through the walls, completely undamaged.
His heart sits in front of me not touching, fixing, or interfering, just being there.
This presence and witnessing blossoms me so much deeper.
This energy passes me a large sack -
There are provisions to nourish me as I have been here a while,
There are tools to anchor me and ground me and lash me down should I need or want any of it.
His purity makes me weep, he has no clue how he shines with beauty and compassion.
Thank you for being a mirror to remind me.
His energy dissolves and I am alone.
I sit with this whirling, this motion.
This is not me, I am not identified with Any of it.
I am not interested on what passes through.
I am interested in That which NEVER changes.
This place is where I sit, This Silence.
Situations, friends, family, lovers, jobs, living arrangements, money, hobbies, on and on and on – they all change
This body changes, cells dies, cells are born.
As I surrender deeper by limbs are ripped free up into the whirling vortex,
my hair is ripped off
My eyes are ripped out,
My skin is ripped off,
My organs are ripped away,
My blood is ripped free,
My skeleton is shattered and explodes to reveal
RADIANCE.
All labels gone
All identification dissolved.
All worries and cares vanishes.
All pain melted.
All attachments dropped
Just presence.
Just being.
Just sitting.
Just shining.
Simplicity.
Ease.
Grace.
HOME.
Why would I Ever leave this place and pick up any label an story?!
However I Know this place and return here often - daily.
I Glimpse this place and then the body reforms and is reborn again as the Phoenix breathes again.
I feel the soft white feathers of my Guardian Angel from behind me wrap all the way around me and hold me in this soft tender vulnerable rebirth.
It is irrelevant if the tornado is still there, the motion is Always there…
But it Never touches me.
It gets close and the it moves away but it never touches my truth.
It can Never destroy the limitless radiant essence of my truth.
So I sit in the eye of my storm and smile....
As rainbows dance.
(Image credit - Transcending the Storm created by Claire Perkins)