Eyes open, body desiring movement and sunshine....
Day after valentines.
Scent of love in the air. Feet touching sand at playa del rey.
Sunshine bright warming my skin, aware of my breath deepening rhythmically to each crashing wave.
Space for anything to be.
Observing my thoughts and the sensations of my body a ritual in letting go commenced. Tension in my neck and shoulders...
I picked stones with the intent of releasing limiting beliefs and willing to use my emotions for my highest good.
As I threw different stones into the ocean water I didn't look back...
I embraced the possibility of feeling more alive.
I walked away and drove eager to dance.
I took off my shoes...
put on my dancing socks,..
eager for my body to express itself.
Dancing well underway-as I had arrived for the last hour.
I felt myself alive, feeling the music...
my free spirit enjoying a solo dance.
We were invited to find someone to not only dance with but to look into their eyes.
Eyes connected with a petite woman who mirrored my letting go dance.
A playful expression of two butterflies.
We smiled, laughed, hands touched, and through our eyes expressed the truth of our spirits.
A lovely dance ending in gratitude.
I noticed myself
smiling from deep within...
Tension in my neck softening...
Then, eyes met with another.
He joined my dance.
He looked into my eyes. He gave me space to be me.
As we danced he gently chuckled and smiled along with my free spirit.
He had impeccable eye contact.
He was seeing me...progressively gaining my trust.
Music slowed but i didn’t.
Ever so softly and gently he said “slow.”
He began to kneel as if he were acknowledging being in the presence of a priestess….
When I was ready he made contact with my hands.
I felt safe. He met me at the silent hello and stayed there until I felt the kindness of his spirit.
Song changed, so our dance slowed with it.
Without words he invited me to embrace in a hug.
Our bodies facing each other communicating gently.
He sighed...feeling the parts of me needing to melt.
He brought me in closer, our cheeks side by side.
Vulnerable me --felt and heard. Hurt dissipating from my body....
only our being expressed through
movement, breath and stillness.
We parted in gratitude.
I left as soon as the circle of dancers said their names.
I said goodbye to him acknowledging his
kind spirit and left.
I left on a high.
It reminded me of the beauty of meeting others where they are.
That dance exchange further reminded me of the quality of
presence, magic of love and right timing.
He didn’t rush to make bodily contact.
He met me at hello - until I was ready to express more.
Love is patient and kind. It is a sharp contrast to the times we are living in.
We live in disconnected times. We need and want connection but seem to surpass the dance of getting to know one another.
The thing is that we need connection to the powerful love within before we can connect with anything outside of ourselves in loving ways.
Since love is so many things - we must be willing to recognize what love is and what it is not.
It can be too easy to seek the external connection before we are integrated on the inside.
To be integrated on the inside we have to listen to our truth and to our bodies.
After all, the body is the temple of our eternal soul.
We have to be willing to feel or admit we have stopped feeling.
We have to be willing to see where we have been less than loving, wounded,...
For me, it has meant recognizing that love is honoring myself through respect of and understanding of my own boundaries.
I'm on the path of the temple.
I strive each moment to nourish myself in love. It means discerning whom I share myself with including my body.
Before I decide to merge my body with another I honor getting to know one another.
Knowing where I end and another begins without rushing to merge our bodies but rather allowing our essence to emerge….
If it is a divine connection- the physical union of our bodies is then a sacred experience.
Not all bodies coming together in sex will make love nor does all lovemaking end in lasting partnerships.
Sex is an exchange of energies.
Sacred sex may lead two wounded hearts to open their heart centers reaching new depths of self-love.
Sacred lovemaking dissolves the illusion of separation from the deep ocean of love: God.
As I enjoy the happiness emanating from within, I find each day a mysterious adventure and beautiful dance.
When I awake I am eager to embrace life. I look forward to meeting more in my soul’s circle.
And I stand true to taking time to getting to know each other before a sacred union of bodies.
I want lovemaking that is a bridge to the Universe.
Have you felt the connection beyond words…?
Do you know where you end and others begin...?