What if you woke up one morning with a lucid, crystal clear feeling of change. Something had undeniably changed while you slept, something had moved out of its regular place and left an open space, a confused field, somewhere inside of your body, your wayfaring wave of sensations you call your self.
What if you woke up one morning and you could not point out excactly what was different from the night before, but you started your day the way you did every other, you carefully prepared your coffee, you opened the curtains and stood there with your cup in front of the window to take the new day in and greet it with your deep breaths.
What if you witnessed the first rays of sunlight reaching your face as the magnificence of what had changed since your last encounter with the sun struck you, as could you suddenly see how the story would logically bring you here, to this window, this moment, this morning, as could you surrender to the presence living in you and through you.
What if you found yourself in your kitchen, your ordinary, messy kitchen, with fuzzy hair from a long night and the promising shiver of an awaiting day at your fingertips, and you were happy. Nothing more, nothing less. The war was simply over, the searching, the longing, the yearning, the craving. Everything you ever thought you needed to be happy was present as emotions in your body, waiting patiently in line to be experienced by you.
What if it was all there, all the darkness along all the lightness, all the colors of all the rainbows, and you knew you could start painting any moment, and you knew you did not have to, for every moment is a good moment to savour, so you started with the one you had, the one that was there, at the window that morning, with the sun singing delicate songs and the warm, warm coffee.
This is a calling to slow down and listen. To take a deep breath and explore our personal connection with Mother Earth. The feminine and masculine, the beautiful and dirty, the real, the messy, the sacred. Once it was natural. Today it feels crucial.
For the next 100 Days I will write a book to the Earth. For the Earth. With the Earth. The book, and the journey, is also to you. For you. And with you. Together, we are everything.
Use #FortheEarth to share and, please, add your story.
(Photo: Flickr/CC/Peggy Reimchen)