🌸 On gorgeous Spring days like these I could happily spend all my waking hours sitting, on a bench as I am right now, simply listening to the birds. 🌿
In fact, I often have this sense that the birds look down on us human folk with dismay and seek to show us a lighter, brighter, wiser, more harmonious way of being in the world. 🐦
In the prelude to this flirty and vivacious season of rebirth, I hear the birds almost wolf-whistling, as if to remind me of the serendipitous gift of life I am. That we are. It’s as if they tell me to get over myself and to feel that slinky breeze on my naked shoulders and to nestle into the gift. 🌬️
As you can tell, I’m a little poetic today.
And yet there is an intuitive and almost prophetic language that can enter into our bodies when we open our senses.
It’s about dialling down that nagging, limiting, so-called voice of reason and actively accepting the higher knowing to seep in. This in itself is a courageous act of vulnerability. And one which allows true soul progress to emerge. 🌟
If you’d like to switch off the mental chatter, open your senses, and come into closer contact with your soul voice, a Tantra & Coaching journey could be a timely gateway for you. As I write this, a strikingly luminous yellow butterfly skims past my face as if to affirm this message! 🦋
These days my writing and podcasts seem to naturally take the form of transmissions. I feel the flow in this, and it brings me joy to convey the awareness that’s being down to me through my creative expression. My podcast episode, Humility, is a perfect example of one of these transmissions. Do tune in and let me know what you think. 🎙️