Standing in My Shadow

My Shadow at PuakoStanding in my own shadow, reflected from the moon’s light on Eve’s eve of the full moon, I discovered I stand in my fear.  Before this point of solid reflection along the path I walked tonight, I felt the importance of foundation.  My lover took my hand as I reluctantly tread across lava graced by the presence of algae, making each step – hand-in-hand – something I questioned.  Was this the right step to take?  Am I going about this the right way?  Is the lighting deceiving me?  Fear after fear poured through my never-ending well of guessing to the second degree.  I voiced my opinions and desire to be on solid ground – I spoke my truth.  Then, in an instant we arrived to his destination and I stood in awe of the experience… standing on hardened lava, the waves rushed in and broke just beyond our vantage point.  Fear had enveloped me along this path, like sand around my toes, I wanted to sift through the truth of it all.  If water represents emotions, I learned that once I conquer the fear, another emotion will come to shore with a desire to be experienced.  It is all the same as long as I don’t assign a label to the experience.  I want to live more in the flow and watch how things come and go – they will and I have a choice.

 

Santosha.. A type of cheese perhaps?

Santosha = Contentment
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This reminds me of my favorite symbol of our culture: the smiley face. When you type the smiley, it is a colon, then a dash, followed by a parentheses.

The colon directs us toward the pause inherently expressed in the dash, and the parentheses closes the thought. Our eyes are open as we pause with our mouth closed, smiling at the moment itself.

There is nothing more perfect than a smiley to express my contentment. 🙂

Conflict

How do we resolve conflict? I’m practicing disengagement to find my stillness and center. When we are struggling with someone or a situation, perhaps it is best to look at the struggle within. Only in quiet integrity can we approach a situation with stillness, love, acceptance and patience. My mom used to sing to us, “Have patience, have patience, don’t be in such a hurry. When you get impatient, you only start to worry.” Amen, Momma. 🙂

Fun with clay

Yesterday, I asked my kiddos to create a yoga pose out of clay. At first, I gave each only one color of clay and 5 yoga poses to choose from. Essentially, I asked them to be creative and put them in a box, thus stripping away their creative license. Then, I gave them more colors and more poses to create their masterpiece and creativity flowed! We learned that inspiration comes more easily when there is freedom in the creation process.