Everything is adjusting.
I just kept hearing that last night, stepping carefully through the rocks, ocean by my side.
Everything shifting, as you open. Rearranging itself. Falling into place.
All timelines. All layers of self. All possibilities.
Everything, as you open, soften.
Saying, you have always had this.
Now you are feeling it.
Showing me that I can drop my patterns anytime. I can let it go, anytime.
The magic is right. Here.
What do you want?
The surrender and the trust – that’s what creates it.
Choosing again and again to peel back the layers of my body, more. Radical safety in my own opening – not needing conditions to feel safe. Not needing conditions to open.
Opening in irritation.
Opening in annoyance.
Opening in cold.
Opening in discomfort.
Taking more and more responsibility – this is my practice right now.
Full and delectable responsibility for my own safety. My own experience. My own openness.
I drop into that with Jordan and imagine my entire body melting, and I watch him straighten, pierce me with his intensity of presence.
I can sense what a disrespect it is to the energy I carry, actually, to not take this responsibility.
How disappointed the world around me feels, when I don’t take the gift that is offered.
To say I want it but to turn it away, just because I “don’t feel like it.”
To say, this form isn’t the way I want it to be.
I felt that with a tree I spoke to the other day, the one that only spoke in rhymes. Disgust in my body, a rejection. Why, I said. I can’t share this. I can’t post this.
That is the energy of an ungrateful child, actually.
I can feel it opening in my body now.
The ocean saying what a waste, to not allow this in every moment.
Every moment of pure and total aliveness.
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