Crossing The Bridge

I discovered this bridge with great delight my first morning in Breckenridge, Colorado in late June of this year. Over the next few days I was to cross a bridge in my consciousness, facilitated by the Crimson Circle school I attended that weekend.

Since then very little in my life is the same. Oh, I live in the same place with the same man and the same kitty and go to work at the same job but I am now different. I see and know from a new point of view that wasn’t possible before I crossed the bridge. I experience my life differently for the experiences I had and the people who touched my life. My heart is open in a way it has never been before and I see with new eyes now.

The things I’ve kept under wraps within myself are now becoming apparent. The secrets and lies I told myself are blurting out into my awareness. Nothing is sacred anymore and in the same breath I can say I know everything to be Divine. Like a river pouring over a waterfall, the revelations just keep on coming.

In the weeks and now months since I crossed that bridge the floodgates of awareness have opened wide and I am standing on new ground.

Neon Sunrise

I was awakened early this morning to bright sun light shining on my face through a sliver of space between the closed drapes. I opened the door of my motel room to take a look and saw the sun blazing orange welcoming me back on my first morning in my hometown in almost a year. I don’t remember the last time I saw the sun rise, much less glowing neon orange.

I grabbed my camera and went out to capture it in all its glory before old Sol settled back into his everyday golden-yellow hue. There is something so sacred to me about being outside, connected with nature, while the rest of the world is sleeping. This morning I was awed by my good fortune due in part to my having changed rooms twice yesterday when I checked in and ultimately ended up in a room that faces east.

They say God is in the details. I love it when I’m awake enough to notice some of those miraculous little things that happen all the time.

The Great Divide

From Wikipedia:

Continental Divide or Great Divide is the name given to the North American portion of the mountainous ridge which separates the watersheds that drain into the Pacific Ocean from those river systems which drain into the Atlantic Ocean…

I spent one of the most remarkable weekends of my life in Breckenridge, Colorado early this summer. I was there for a three-day school offered by the Crimson Circle, held at The Great Divide Lodge. In many ways this experience created a bridge in my life from where I have been to where I am going. I have crossed the line, now, and the waters that once flowed west will from here on flow east or vice versa… It doesn’t matter so much the direction, just that the flow has reversed and with it so many old patterns, beliefs and programs I have assumed were true, right and good about me are up for review.

The big question I came away from the school with is one I have asked myself for as long as I can remember. “Who am I?” Today I know I am not who I thought I was. I’m not who I was told I was nor am I who I was expected to be by well-meaning parents or impatient teachers. Today I see myself differently, more clearly and through a wider lens. Today I am throwing off all the old uniforms, costumes, disguises and concepts I once clung to and breathing a sigh of relief.

I can breathe freely now, put on comfortable clothes in colors I love and dance around my house. I can burst into spontaneous song without a second thought about what anyone else thinks and eat only the foods I like. I can run through my neighborhood on weekend mornings with my iPod and rejoice in the natural beauty around me and energetic miracles that occur within me as my body responds to my spirit’s delight in the pleasure of being fully alive.

I am just beginning to discover Who I Really Am. As they used to say in the TV commercial jingle from many years ago, “Try it, you’ll like it.”

Peace Be With You

 

Silent night, holy night… Peace of mind begins in the heart. A peaceful soul blesses the hearts of many.

Peace, peace, peace. No need to keep pace, to keep up, to catch up, to catch on. Just be and bask in the in-breath that fills you, body and soul, with the inspiration of life, the exhale that lets it all go, releasing into ease in the moment

Peace; at ease in the moment, in your body, in the exact place you find yourself, without reservation or judgment or doubt. At ease with the person you’ve become; content that regardless of mistakes or appearances, all is well.

Your life is a sacred journey. There are no mistakes. Missed opportunities only open other doors. Blessings stand at the ready when we relax into the peaceful flow of all we are.

May peace be with you, today and always.