Today is a stay at home day. There is nothing on my agenda either social or personal. There are hours of time stretching before me, allowing spontaneity to lead the way. I cannot resist writing for awhile, sipping my morning brew and reading my morning inspirations.
Next I am in the kitchen, being nudged by my domestic side. Placing my apron around my waist I notice I am still in my pajamas. A luxury indeed! So I decide on home made potato soup, my winter favorite of hearty soups. Tomorrow I will make my second favorite, chicken noodle.
After the muffins are done and the batch of cookies cool, I shed my domesticated interests for other parts unknown. I water my plants, trying to silently communicate a sense of nurturing and a plea for them to survive.
Wandering around my home, the idea strikes me to spike up my level of energy. I sit quietly calling in the light, filling my body from head to toe, and spilling out into the space around me. I gently hold my hands out on either side of me, and gracefully walk through every room, cleansing it and renewing the energy. I am left feeling light hearted and supported in my space.
I suppose at this point I could choose to ground myself, but I would rather meditate and bask in the altered state I have placed myself in. Suspended in time, visualizations come and go, strengthening my connection with all there is. Some might call this a prayerful state or a state of bliss.
Nothing to do, and no where to go. I will gently float in and out of this Divine Presence of Light. I am more at home here than anywhere. All else falls away, as I know this to be the highlight of my day.
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