Sense into the softness of your own breath
Its quiet flow
This is how the Spirit holds us
It is a direct understanding of the holding of Life in the flow
Love wrapped in and around us that never ever left us
The ever silent womb
We left for no fault of our own
The solidification a natural occurrence for being in form
Be it an amoeba wanting to retain its preservation through contraction
Or us contracting through the need for survival and not knowing essence
Being then got mixed up with vicissitudes of contraction.
Walls of contraction
Serving and not serving
Not serving becomes the darkness
Deeper and deeper into wells of contraction
Primal screams in the body, some known and also unknown
Let go and perhaps another way emerges
The resolve is in the intention and the prayer
The prayer to open and see another way
If the search is real, the light shows the way.
Holding us in and through Life’s eternal flow.