”Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” ~ Roald Dahl
It is so liberating to accept that more often than not, we don’t know. Life opens us to receive those hints of deepest resonance that whisper yes, free up some energy, let go, trust, make space for magic. The universe flowers with the most beautiful blossoms for we are being true to our soul and the spirit of this world.
“You live out the confusions until they become clear.” ~ Anaïs Nin
The times that I have felt most alive have involved a sense of not knowing infused with incredible trust in my ability to meet life. I have danced tango blindfolded, not quite knowing how I was able to follow my partner with such exquisite precision. I didn’t know what the next steps would be, just kept my heart open so the connection could do its magic. I stopped thinking and started feeling. I essentially got out of the way and let the wisdom of the body lead. Ah! To drink from this medicine! I remain in awe of this mysterious power.
We are born from mystery and to mystery we shall return. To feel that we know it all can be a huge burden to carry. There is a lot under the surface, outside of our periphery of vision, beyond our blind spots and trigger points. When things begin to fall apart, magic can reveal itself in a new healing pattern seeking expression.
I used to not like not knowing; I favored the illusion of certainty. Now, I am starting to revel in the unknown, to feel the delicious silkiness of its multiplicity. Saying I don’t know to the vast expanse of creation is a humbling and liberating act. It leaves incredible room for possibility.
“I don’t know.” Years ago in ceremony, I felt a great release the moment these words ascended from the depths of my soul and floated all the way through my mouth. Yes, there were lots of tears and grief and even shame. I felt them wash away from my body and soul in slow, deep, and true motions. They flew away like birds finding freedom, in an arduous journey that cleared the way to empty my mind and unleash stronger currents of flow.
Our modern world has the capacity to perpetually disconnect us from our heart. Realizing that we don’t know is the crack that lets the light in. Welcome curiosity. Welcome exploration. Welcome playfulness. Welcome vulnerability and kindness when we stumble and fall or make a mistake and learn from it. Welcome love when our hearts crack open and the whole world pours right in. Welcome our bodies willing to become living vessels that vibrate and create to the rhythm of flow.
There is a sense of connectedness in the midst of mystery. Can you feel it? Trust your next step arising from the deepest part of your innate wisdom. You might not know it, but it is there to light and guide your way.
“And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.” ~ W.B. Yeats
May you open to the magic that you are, dear wanderers. New Moon Blessings,
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“If what I say resonates with you, it is merely because we are both branches of the same tree.” ~ W. B. Yeats With love,
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It is Summer and nature is blossoming in all her glory. We come into deep resonance with our true selves in the landscape. Our skewed sense of fragmentation, separation, and dissonance dissolve, melt away, and we start to flow again. Our souls are enlivened in the fullness of nature. May you feel her healing power in your heart, space, and life.