It has been six days of disconnection. I breath, I see, I hear, I smell. Each time I am able to shift my mind from the past and the future, however, it is only for a few moments at a time. I get better with each attempt, and the lack of distractions makes it easy to remember to breath, see, hear and smell.
As I continue to keep my attention on being present, I am noticing more. My body is telling me when it is hungry, thirsty, tired, or needs to move. The more I listen and give it what it needs, the more it speaks.
I find that I can see so much when I stop trying so hard to see. That I can do so much when I stop trying so hard to do. When I stop trying to make sense of everything around me, and stop trying to fit everything into the “proper” life category.
When I listen to my body and allow it to move as it wishes. To fill a canvas in any way it sees fit. Without judgment. Without trying to anticipate what it will be. Without trying to mold it into something acceptable.
Acceptable to who? What does it matter that no one else sees it, understands it, or appreciates it. That is not the reason it was created. It was created from my disconnection. From my present moment of awareness and the souls desire to just express. Nothing more. Nothing less.
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