Life’s Thumbprint

Saturn, Uranus & Chiron the Rainbow Bridge

(Sorry not a great photograph, it is on white paper. I will try to replace it soon. But the depiction remains clear enough.)

I have been listening to various folk. There is so much available online now to give an ear. I listen with strong discernment. Partly to embrace what they offer, as well as keeping a filter on for what lingers. How do you approach all of the vast offerings of insight out there?

Above you can see, I made Mars flow art. Grabbed a color, readily choose the brush size and began making marks. And as I look at it today a thumbprint feels present in the work. I was feeling vibes of lifetimes, or the movements of this life, round and round. Or that of generations. Now I remember this is also scratched into ancient stones of Ireland which were a part of a tomb. (Pictures are in one of my earliest blogs.) Something keeps showing up in life with some sort of continuance. I am having 6 decades of life this go. I am not sure I have had so many in times before. It feels pretty special. Near death a couple of times underscores the delight in my decades.

Much of my life seems to be understanding body integrated with teaching, or guiding consciousness. Lifting awareness. Guiding with Divine, or so it seems for me in this life.

So when I heard Adyashanti suggest the use of lifting weights to ground those who are super receptive to environments. Those who are more of air. To be fair this followed his suggestions to have a practice of daily routines of cleansing or clearing oneself. And something else was offered. But the weight lifting intrigues me.

I feel he is suggesting the body expressions (as in weight lifting) transpose into our “enlightened” state/awareness an acquisition of expressions to be food for self & Self in this life. So can we say, body is supporting awareness by a feeding of tangible body expressions which are bridging into self & Self in our now? This just underscores the deliciousness our bubleiciousness of life in these human expressions.

Trust I too am in forced surrender to this body’s suffering. My body’s suffering is a constant determination as to what I can and what I cannot do in any given day. And currently my measure of “yes you can” is low. It has been lower before, so I am filled with gratitude for what is, while yet severely limited. And currently my body is in great fluctuations. I know not what tomorrow will bring. It is always a measure of something. And when it goes beyond measures of self care, well now I am in bonus territory! And in this I sit to make some marks with Mars free flow freedom. This really feeds me while I am yet so limited. I look to see what color lifts. I find what shape might come to be felt to make. I wonder what comes next - if anything. And thus came Thumbprint.