Reflections of a Lone Isolated Practitioner
One does one’s best to welcome the fertility of nature, the scared rebirth of nature & Blessed Beltane in joy enjoying every breath of existence. Many hours have I spent in stillness, deep in the reverence of sit meditation centering in the central column… resetting over & over surrendering into neutrality. In raw honesty I have spent many a May 1st weeping in longing for community I do not have to depart from… Goodbye has been a troublesome word in my patterning. The trenches of my programming have manifested so many opportunities for me to observe & learn my tikkune… & now? Now all that is left for me to accept in Divine certainty beyond logic that everything occurs as it must & to allow my truest desires to grow to their fullest potential while letting them go completely- detaching from any idea of how & when they will bloom into fruition.
I used to know who I was & where I was headed… what a silly illusion for I now know Creator’s destiny for me is far bigger than my adorable human mind could ever comprehend & thus? I let go of the false construct of control to allow what will be to be.