Growing Home

Circular breath

tingling breasts

expansion of lungs and release.

Seeing that every minute healing we embark upon is a quantum leap for humanity. If we are not healing, then we are not healing. We will not heal. As a people, as a race as a planet, we will not heal.

we could fail. Or we could strive to stay. staying need not be accomplished. staying is not an action. it is a being. with all that is.

If we stay long enough, strive just hard enough we will taste and sense the eternal grace. the thousands of tiny little fingers supporting our every move. everywhere we previously turned for gratification, we find ourselves satsiated to the core. the lightness of being and in all that we’ve been and all we are bound to live out.

Namah. Namama. Its just not mine, it never was. When I see that I am not responsible for the ugliness or the beauty of anything I tap into the reality that upholds it all.

I see that every moment, in awareness, is infused with the ever accomodating quality of space. we are being healed, penetrated to our depths at every second. all that we desire we already are. we are free.

if we stay, we will unvariably see what is routinely missed. a life of the ever-changeful actually blesses us. it highlights with such divine perfection the changeless beingness.

When I let the trying dissipate and stretch far enough to imagine I am that. That which is the blessing, the blesser and the blessed…I am that one aliveness that is existence. And I am whole. and when I know that every cell in my body drinks the quantum healing of the cosmos and I awaken a little more, forever.