Shift and soar, beat and float, flap and glide, push then ease-off, the effort. And begin again. I am watching the birds do it just like this as they nearly effortlessly travel across the sky, landing on tree, wire, building top, soil or sidewalk, their next destination. With wind as tool for their advancement they let it take them by wing, caressing the body in fluid guidance. To their next landing they traverse, to join their partner or clan on the conversing hunt for nourishment. And sometimes, in the right moment, when the wind is just so, play is the call, play upon the forces of air, perfunctory dives, side-saddling sail, enthralling near misses, or the simplistic free dance for the moment’s bliss.
Is there not something of rich importance to be learned, modeled by beautiful bird here?
What of the wind and soaring? What of the power of pause? What of being carried, led, shown the way? Must we always be the Grand Doers, Controllers of it all? And how much control do we truly have?
Learning to fly or dance, to waltz, swing, tango WITH Life, is the most magical lesson, this partnership the most profound of teachers. Hands clasped gently in one and other’s, feet moving in pattern and rhythm to the pulse and beat, the high and low notes humming, lead and follow, follow and lead, the graceful interchange and interdependence, leaning in, then out, then back in again. Mutually fulfilling is this dance, gift of partnership, the rests in between to land and reflect until the soft, silky opening commands our attention and movement once more – the tune and timber changed, nuances calling us differently than before, guiding mind and body and heart in new motion, new cadence, yet the same trust to follow, and then lead.
Do you see the connection? The joining of wing and wind, mind and guidance, body and flow? Can you step into partnership with this pulse of life that wants to work and play and rest with you so? Can you imagine it being easier, life, yours?
Nature is showing you the way, everywhere you look, there is evidence; natural force within changing terrain, the powerful pocket contained in the necessary and natural layer of boundary – soaring happens this way.
“But I am not a crow, sparrow, eagle or albatross, a bird of the wild. My life is much more complicated than that. My brain and body much bigger, so much more is expected of me than to fly around, dance and play,” you might say.
Indeed. You are a powerful walking creature with great capability and promise, and you have placed many responsibilities on your shoulders and in your smart brain. And how are you receiving support to accomplish them, all those “expected outcomes?” And how are you creating room and inspiration for your living amongst them, the long list of “to be accomplished?” And are you happy?
Know, somewhere inside yourself, KNOW that it is possible, to fly, to partner, to dance, to be in mutual support with life and yourself, your family, your community. It is possible, and nature is showing the way. The question is, are you willing to try?
To living sensual, xo Piper