Capricornia... plucking the web in Perth
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All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Live, Love, Dream: , Something To Say, Spiritual Art, Stillness Speaks **Max 2 uploads per day** {{No NUDES, ABSTRACT, CANDIDS or ACTION IMAGES}} and The Healing JourneyI woke feeling like I was trying to breathe in soup, the heat was so thick.
Slipped out of bed and was met with loud meows and purrs just outside by the black cat who adopted us on the eve of the full moon. The night before she had simply appeared like a piece of the night made furry, and stayed. Somewhere, the essence of Cat! knew I needed to love and be loved… :)
At this point it must have been early dawn, the sun was still a molten yolk against the backdrop of red sand, open skies. I slipped out of the cabin and went to the pool.
The water was the lightest shade of what could only be liquid turquoise…
Signs up on the pool gate asked that no-one swim before 10am, so that forced me to slow my movements so as not to splash or make a noise, and this it turns out, was a blessing.
While moving through the water I remembered Maseru Emoto’s work with water, and how water holds the vibration of intent in its cellular structure – and naturally – remembered how much of our bodies is made up of water. So I experimented again like I used to in the bath, when I would light candles with a specific healing intention, and incense to support that, then would slip into the dark warmth, down to where only my nose and mouth were above water. Then, I would speak positive phrases in a still, meditative state, all the while, imagining the words as vibrations penetrating and immersing all the cells of my body with their healing magic.
This day, in the pool, it was the opposite complement of that. The water was soothingly cool, and infused with light. So instead of speaking affirmations, I simply opened my heart and softly spoke expansive truths that once would have frightened me .. “I am One with the Universe, the Universe is One with me”... “I am complete in Love, Love is complete in me”... “I am Whole, Healed, at Peace: Peace, Wholeness and Healing are the fabric of me, of who I am”
I spoke these things wading through the water, sometimes floating airily in it, sometimes slipping right down, tracing the curve and base of the pool with my fingertips.
Then, I found myself in longer and longer moments with no thought, my senses all unfolding into the velvet now. The sunlight filtering through the wood lattice beside the pool cast long thin lines of shadow across and into the water.
I’ve been fascinated by the realisation of how delicately and intricately things are bound together, linked, and have laughed with Stephen about releasing intention into the world as ‘plucking the web’... the concept being that every thought/word has a vibration and that when we speak it, we are releasing the energy of that tone into the world, which in turn receives every ounce of our emitted words via the silken and unseen web of connection… and this is the plucking of the web: we speak – our vibrations travel this unseen web and connects with the people/places/vibrations that are equal to that vibration, and this stirs them into motion and is the unknown or unrecognised impulse that inspires them to suddenly move, turn the corner, pick up the book – the phone – move countries, stop that at specific cafe, where we meet: and are Met.
The marvel is that it’s a synonymous thing, a synergy. We meet only if both people have released the intention/need/desire for being immersed in the same vibration. It’s a dance, a mandala, a silken law of attraction.. an invisible bond that is woven into our very fabric… and we can spend so many years blind to it’s weave and how it transcends time and space.
That moment, in the pool, the latticework of shadow fell across the pool just like a web. Without thought, I reached out under the surface of the water and plucked one strand.
The most incredible mandala bubbled from my fingertips, barely breaking the glasslike layer above: but beneath that surface the action created a vortex that turned in, over, and back on itself in a staggeringly beautiful movement that captured and released the light in all directions… and then, only as it drifted back to stillness as though nothing had happened, did the effects ripple the surface…. and I watched as each ripple flowed out into the stillness, seemingly pushed/carried outward by the light on the inside of every outward-bearing concentric circle.
I felt an electrical charge flush through my nervous system, leaving me a little bit spacey and almost shaky, but not physically.
More moments passed and from within the silence, I “heard” a voice say “Speak”.
I kept perfectly still, and once again, began speaking those truths.
This time though, what I saw moved me to the verge of tears.
My heart felt what I saw and ached, stirred, released.
Every word exploded from my throat in a burst of light, each with its own brief and beautiful design, before becoming a pulse of energy pushing that ripple of light across that serene, waiting surface.
Every word.
Reaching, being felt, being held, everywhere, reaching across infinity to the furtherest, quietest shores.
And the realisation yawned open within and in front of me: that water is our lives within the Universe, those words we speak, those actions we make… honestly do carry through everything.
Everything!
That water – the Universe – is ultimately accepting, pliable, mutable. We can do our absolute worst, and when we are done, it will simply reform it’s inherent quietude. If we over-extend, it will claim us in the throes of that.
And conversely, it is as open to us doing our utter best, giving every literal ounce of our light, our beauty, our love. And each takes the same amount of energy and effort.
That water is the body of possibilties, what engulfs – but also holds within it – the web.
Each of us at some point will learn to surrender to it, entirely.
But until then, each of us is challenged to awaken and become truly, clearly conscious, of what we are putting into it. And if we wake to each moment, knowing that not just what we do, but every single word we speak, carries throughout the cellular structure and fabric of who we are and where we are… which is one thing … we can more gracefully, clearly, steer our course to the final shore.
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