There is a sacred space held inside from the time when we are little.
When we are finally ready to wake up, as we grow up,
we get to take a look within.
If we are really ready to see the beauty that is there,
we can bring it with us. This is a blessed journey.
Our inner world begins a conscious journey into our outer world.
Eventually over time and with astonishment…and intimacy with the details
there is an integration between the two worlds.
An experience of coming home to ourselves.
This is the day we are all waiting for even though
we might not know that is what we have been seeking all along.
We didn’t forget who we are, and we aren’t just remembering lost selves.
We are becoming ourselves. This take time. And intention.
Once we are awakened, we feel everything, often too much.
This awakeness at times is wearisome.
But when we use our gifts of creativity and self expression
we learn to navigate the space of so much sensation.
Then, there is a quiet joy that begins to emerge, to rise up.
This quiet joy will carry us through the deepest waters.
This buoyancy isn’t something we earn, but something we learn.
Grace comes. Gratitude comes. We come to life!
~ Maestra Shiloh Sophia
I remember what that day was for me. I was 22 in my teacher’s studio.
She told me to put my intention into my clay – and I woke up.
Since that moment I haven’t gone back to sleep. This awakeness at times is wearisome.