Nov. 5, 2017
Listen, listen.
Listen to your body.
Listen to your heart.
Listen to your breath.
Listen to your inner voice.
What do you notice in this space and time?
What movement are you craving?
Undulate your spine to come into being.
With feet planted on the earth.
In this moment in space and time.
No other.
As of late I’ve been acting out of “shoulds” more than “wants”
With some invisible net of expectations that traps me from coming into my full potential
This confusion inhibits my ability to be clear
While this may sound obvious (confusion&lackofclarity)
It is through purposeful reflection
That I come to know the
Root of my discontent.
Soliciting advise
I keep telling myself the answer is out there
Someone, somewhere, over the rainbow
Must know the story to be told,
The right way, the way to balance,
But wait—
If balance means being fulfilled
In body, mind, and spirit
Then I am the one, the only one, who can create that balance
Feeling fulfilled in my life means
acting out of passion
Rather than
Acting out of obligation
For acts inspired by passion are fueled by an infinite source of energy
Seeking solace in others’ advise can bring to bear
wisdom not yet learned
However, perhaps more powerful than others’ wisdom is
Realizing that
I am the creator of my own experience
Which in turn means the “answer” is inside of me
And has been all along.
I am the one, the only one, who knows myself the best
I am the one who has the ability to be deeply aware of my bodily sensations
Of the nature of my breath (long or short, deep or shallow, full bodied or chest-centered)
Of the nature of my movement (or immobility as I sit and stare for hours on end at one or 2 or more rectangular devices with bright screens that illuminate and fix my gaze)
Of the passions that keep me up at night
Of the projects I wake up thinking about first thing in the morning
In this state of self-reflection I am reminded of a poem by Shel Silverstein
Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WONT’S
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be
Nicole L. Fonger 