Our Strength Rising
I’m noticing an increasing desire to build my physical strength, along with my energetic coherence.
I can feel into the possibility of embodying the quality of strength that makes me fit to meet the challenges of this world, and it’s changing my energy patterns and my physical body.
This is arising in a way that explores with compassion and brutal honesty my patterns of CHOOSING weakness. In the understanding that we inherit the IMPRINT of multiple generations, that both the strengths and the weaknesses of our ancestors are imprinted upon the soma-psyche.
These imprints were never meant to be forever.
These imprints have an expiration date.
Or, can be.
But the will for change, ah, that’s a tricky one, isn’t it?
For myself I am defining weakness as : giving in to the pull of the past rather than taking responsibility for clearing the grooves / giving up the habits that no longer serve the purposes of my existence : cling to my habits rather than live in congruence with my heart’s knowing of the world I want to live in.
I feel myself in a place between: where I can easily slip back into the habitual self, and where I can also (not quite as easily) put down whatever in my inheritance/habituation is not in integrity with my sacred heart and choose anew, outside of all the automation, who I am and how to be.
And so I’ve been noticing :
the ages of weakness in my musculature, in my spine,
and that also, this doesn’t fit me anymore.
And, the strength is not there yet, not yet drawn deep into the muscles and bones and nerves, into the organs and glands, anchored.
But the desire to build this strength, this character, is alive in me, I feel it like an ancient vitality I have no reference for in this lifetime.
What it really feels like is : I belong to The Mother : She will have her way with me : and I am WILLING her strength to fill me up : She is grace : and I feel connected to this grace : I am willing to release the hold of any past that doesn’t reflect the world I want to live in : and step up as called.
With every step, I kiss the ground.