Your body is channel, for energy, to move through, do what energy does. Ego, Who Am I, opinions, judgment, hold vibration, change it, block it, lock it, push, shove, increase uncomfortability, til pop, there’s fire, ignition, perpetrated motion, pain, burn. Living in this cancer culture, this cancer nation, where people are contracting, attracting, like self hatred, or unrealized desire, that grows and because it is stifled, signals, outloud, through the body, this loathing, this denial of self, this belittling, defamation must end, or it will. Release. Feel the ‘letting’, in letting go. Open your hands, open your arms. A prayer, a handful of tears sent to God (good orderly direction) a call to be of service, remember channel, bless this tumor, this reminder that love is the only door, the answer, and in bowing, head below the heart, knowing, knowing that kind of simple belief, faith, heals. The universe is waiting, filled with gifts and all manner of excellence. Unclench the fists, the mind and receive. Letting the energy go where it will, taking you on the adventure, your life, moving, undulating, like fierce grace. Hearts open. Free.
What if you forgave yourself? What if you forgave yourself for whatever you think it is that you did, didn’t do, was done to you that you couldn’t prevent, didn’t think, say, didn’t know? What if you let yourself/them, off the hook for the mistakes you supposedly made, they supposedly made and called those things ‘lesson’? What if everything in your life was done for you, not to you? What if there was nothing to forgive, but everything to ‘for give’? What if life was for giving to you? What if forgiving and forgetting was for giving and for getting for you, for your benefit? What if you forgave yourself? Forgave them? How would you feel? Who would you be? What would that look like? What if?