Spring has arrived on the land where I’m sitting. Plant material bursts from the earth, erupting and blossoming and painting the landscape in all directions.
Each day, as the sky darkens towards rain and then opens right back up again in a golden brightening, the world enlivens.
There is something in the coming and going Spring light that allows me to see the newness of the world. To feel it. To step into being with it.
And my body adjusts. To this new fluidity, this being-with the blooming all around. As I feel into the aliveness in my surroundings, I notice the possibility of turning that motion within. Of allowing my awareness to lean into the aliveness, the movement, the greenness of this interior landscape. Boulders shifting, mud slushing, air currents rising, heat blistering.
In the act of turning towards the aliveness within, things enliven. Recognizing themselves as alive in my gaze of awareness, they awaken. glisten. tremble. shiver.
what is alive within you?
how are you meeting it?
what doorways, tunnels, caverns, rivulets and vistas paint your landscape? which are you ready to be with?