Finding my Seat

Sitting in stillness, stretching my eyes to the horizon, spindles of light passing through me, I feel a sense of ease, openness and receptivity being back in California. To feel the sunshine on my skin, the rhythmic sound of water and clinkering chimes, I imagine every cell being nourished in my body, brought alive by the beautiful gift of space and serenity. My last month in Vancouver has taken on the dream like quality of a mirage - fragments intertwined  together… I feel utter compassion for being given the space and time to reflect and feel where my heart and feet are taking me. Gratitude for the huge hearts of my dear friends for their empathy, patience and openness; trust in myself for listening and integrating, rather than reacting in haste.
    Nestled in Marin, I feel my whole pulse slow down, arising each morning to consume my practice on the beautiful sunlit deck overlooking the water with majestic Mt. Tam beaming in the background! Perhaps my love of California is rooted in its very physicality, an energetic vibration that reminds me of time spent amongst the pine and lemon trees of Northern Spain. A sacred space in my heart that I am connected to constantly here in California. Jumping into my body, images and words have been pouring out of my cells, inviting me deeper into my creative aura. The dance of uncertainty and pathways still permeates, only now a softness and acceptance reigns. I feel blessed to be spending creative days with a kindred spirit, moving, writing and drawing. A snippet of the work...