Poetic Revelations: Details and Fractals

Color within the contours

“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.”

~ Shug to Celie, The Color Purple by Alice Walker

This weekly publication is for all heart-centered warriors, trying to navigate this thing we call life with an intact open heart.

SELECTED POEMS

• The Fish, by Elizabeth Bishop

• The Fish, Mariane Moore

Dear Embodied Hearts and Dancing Souls,

Look, the fish are jumping and the cotton is high. Which is to say – the AC is humming, the reading is breezy and the law of compound interest is revved up. Living does feel easy and its starting to drive me out of my mind.

Lullified. I’m in a lull. Otherwise known as the fertile void. I wanted downtime but sheesh, I didn’t expect it go on so long. I can’t make anything come to form - when I try, it disappears. I am swimming in Yang energy.

Checking in with those I journey with, they too are having a similar experience. The guidance says I’m supposed to a) surrender my desires b) play and c) follow my bliss. Honestly. My mind is having a hissy fit. It rants: What’s my job? And Could this be any more boring? Exercise is helping. (Thank the stars for YouTube.) It grounds me.

Drawing, I asked for guidance on what to do during this time. I noticed my hand didn’t want to travel the territory of the paper. Rather it lingered in one spot and chose to fill in with detail. Little circles, arcs and swooshes, it focused on embellishments. Hmmm. I was nudged to tend to my space - primping, tidying.

Filling in the Details.  Then, my meditation and coaching sessions activated in me a heart-centered state of Play. Beyond eyes of wonder (the sequence I led in June), it led me to play with seeing my life loving me exactly as it is right now.

One of my default fantasies is being served a luxurious breakfast - plentiful pours, toast, different kinds of jams. I woke up Friday morning with such a sense of juicy abundance, I wanted to hightail it to a ritzy joint to fulfill my fantasy. Instead, I went around my day in this heart-centered vibration.

It was like watching myself in a movie. I watched myself assemble a breakfast tray with exactly what I like. My specific preferences and particularities on the tray. I never indulged in this before. Here, I trotted it to my desk and enjoyed every last drop. 

Looking at my study, I watched my hands moved visual pieces around until there was a mini-gallery next to my desk, something I could immediately see when lifting up my head. In my closet, the winter clothing went into a storage bag clearing out space for the first time. I fengshui-ed my jewelry drawer so hard its now a place for workout clothes. I never agonized over what to toss. I am replacing the dresser whose drawers have always stuck. 

And… I didn’t know I liked being this tidy. My clothes aren’t on the floor at day’s end, the daily kitchen routine is now sensible; both my desk and closet look like they are waiting for me each morning. My things have a sense of place. I am struck by the newfound sense of calm in my surroundings. It feels like I live here.

After the Rant. Yes, sometimes I kick and scream through my process. Thank you for letting me rant. I lightened up immediately. Are there pieces moving under the surface beyond my awareness? You bet. Do I trust they have my best interests at heart? More than I can imagine. Can I surrender my desires over to this Infinite Source energy? Yes, I am willing.

There are a few variations to this exercise-it can also serve as a journal prompt:

• Seeing my life love me is … a breakfast tray fixed just how I like it

• Feeling my life love me is ….cotton blouses made for my body

• Falling in love with my life is picking flowers from my garden

There is something magnetic about these prompts, especially the last one. Its like stepping on the pedal of a large water wheel and seeing what it brings me. If I loosen my grip, there is a direct line between my heart and this water wheel that brings in my desires. This week, falling in love with my life is greeting newer friends and an oldest friend. It is the joy of interest income. I have large visions, but as long as I vibrate from my heart’s desires, this water wheel will bring these in also.

Right now, feeling my life loving me IS filling in the details of my life. Its coloring within the contours. Notice what this is for you. The way I color in my details is different from yours. Find your colors. Even as the one Divinity flows through us all, you are its own unique expression. Maybe we are each shimmering fractals of the One.

I believe God in everything, say Shug. Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you can feel that, and be happy to feel that, you’ve found It. Alice Walker

I still don’t know what to do with all my time. When in doubt, I turn to movement.

Stay #heartwoke. To your exquisite unfolding.

P.S. On my substack site, I’ve begun adding in links to the resources that support me. And articles for a new policy oriented publication called ‘a curious point of view’.

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