Can Groundlessness Be Our New Ground
It really comes down to this moment. The one that’s constantly changing.
I, like so many others I know, feel like a strap blowing in the wind. Up and down and whipped all around not really knowing where the ground is.
It’s impossible to make plans farther than two days out because nothing is certain, except this moving curtain hanging long in my living room window, allowing itself to be moved by the breath of the day.
Can I do that? Really allow myself to be moved by the breath of the day?
Can I simply go with the flow, and have groundlessness be my new ground?
Can I abandon my mind, strip off my concerns about time, and stay up till 3:00 am rocking the walls in order to sweat out the seriousness of it all?
This is what I want to know.
Can I do that now, in this moment, without denying the truth that I’m tired, my brain is foggy, and I feel as though I’m walking around with no skin on?
Can I enjoy the soft flesh of the world with every exposed nerve?
What might happen if I stop trying to soothe and protect myself from this barrage of change, and simply let myself get wet with the dew of messy aliveness?
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