Showing posts with label joy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joy. Show all posts
Thursday, December 8, 2011
shine on the shadows we cast. pt1
... we stand afraid of our own light so very often, creating our own shadow
...darkening hours and spirits.. like the cast of a great majestic tree across the roof of survival.
the shadow is only the yin side of happy... the dark side of smiling...the suffering of joy. and exists only as a projection of that which we yet cannot bring to light... expose.. grant visibility to...
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
in the sweet territory of silence.....
"In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed,
they would ask one of four questions:
When did you stop dancing?
When did you stop singing?
When did you stop being enchanted by stories?
When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?"
- Gabrielle Roth
this was a beautiful notion that graced my presence today.
especially resonant for me at this moment, as i am rediscovering the art of stillness, the strength of silence and the curative power of listening to one's own inner narrative/
it is within silence that we become attuned to the enchanting voice of our hearts,
the storyof our soul derives its best material
from those artful moments
the unbridled joy of movement... frolicing freedom... sweet spellbinding song of silence...in unleashing wonder and expression.
give voice to your healing.
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