My Skin Sings
India.
The light is soft, golden, glow and my skin hums with the warm touch.
I am melted open in a deeper way than I could ever have imagined.
I am falling deeper in love in every way.
Yes, so much is falling away that is not necessary. Unspeakable feelings, ancient memories, burdens I did not know I was carrying. An ideal, perfect state. It all drifts away on the mountain breeze.
Ah the Mountain. I am sitting here in that radiant mountain light.
I know I am a woman of the mountain.
I have sat at the top, I have soared higher than high, I have watched it all unfold as if from a great distance. Higher than high.
But then the fall. Falling down, all the way down to the belly of the mountain. Down into the guts and the roots and the womb of the earth where everything resides.
Its so Real to be here.
Thank God to be brought down and to find myself here.
Undressed, naked, vulnerable, open, sensitive, raw, tender, tears fall and leave me astonished at the unending depth of my humanity.
I love being human. I love being alive with infinite different flavours and expressions dancing through my body. What a mystery I am. What a mystery you are.
Being human. Human being.
What does that even mean?
It’s so real to be here without answers to anything. I sink into that unknown depth. I open to the infinite beauty and tenderness of this life.
The transcendent path may take you to a state of freedom beyond all emotions and experiences, but what about the Real Love that is messy and flawed and aches with the weight. The Real Love that takes everything and holds it all and melts you open and allows you to meet everyone and everything with a heart wide as sky. Stretching out forever.
And then it comes.
The mountain breeze.
I waited and waited for you.
And then you came.
And you sang me a song.
A song I know in my bones and blood.
It’s the song of Eternal Love.
Let yourself Be.
Be who you are.
Don’t worry about anything.
Lean back. Relax.
Let yourself go into this Love.
And you’ll find yourself everywhere.