Full Moon Opening

This morning’s rain calls for grounding. I rest my feet firmly to the earth, and take in the sensations of being planted. I feel my roots grow. From this place, I reach deeper. Down, I draw up, like a straw. I take notice of my surroundings. My instincts arrive. I want to protect this place.

I take a moment. Pause. Become still. Then, listen:

You are like gold. A rare form of beauty. You hold within you strength and fuidity. Unless disturbed, your shape very slowly changes with time. With disruption, you can easily become a piece of admiration, to then be worn like a jewel around the shaft of someone else’s neck.

At first, I noticed a shift in my consciousness. I went from interest, to fear. Then I took a deep breath.

I sat for a moment, and felt into the fear. Immediately my mind wanted to transform it. Imagery appears- I imagine myself solid. Snuggled in. Protected. Encased with earth. Then, I began to feel the process of being mined for. I became the gold, and black out.

Trauma doesn’t forget fear.

I feel a shift in my registrations, and take notice of my body- it’s far from relaxed. Time to reset my nervous system.

I look to the left, and slowly shift the gaze to the right, then back again. Come back to center. Start over. Left to right, right to left. Breathe. Right to left left to right. Breathe.

I wait for any small sign from the sympathetic nervous system, showing me its to beginning reset. I wait for a big breath. I wait until my body sighs. Everything becomes relaxed.

I understand I am not a piece of gold, while in fact- I can also arguably discuss with myself alternative perspectives.

What if I was? Or, what if I still am? What happens after gold becomes mined?

Again, my body becomes responsive. It begins to coil up.

By this point, I have created a strong enough habit to take notice, come to stillness, find- breath.

Again. My mind skips straight to transformation. I speak out loud these words:

I am not hurting. I am not in pain. I feel myself through this transition with blessed ease. My body welcomes you. I can let go of this pain. I can let go of this feeling. I am not you.

The rain is still tapping. The presence is still here. Your weight is firmly planted on the earth. For a moment, feel yourself here.

Safely you are being held by all that is here. Encased and protected. Nothing else in this moment exists. On the inside, there is peace. On the outside, there is rain. Gently, it caresses you. Be well now. Give yourself a smile.