I know you know how it feels.

 

There’s a lot going on.  You are focussing.  You are doing your best.

And your body suddenly feels as though it’s the piece of your ‘self’ puzzle that’s about to go missing.  You may succumb to whatever cold, flu or illness is making the rounds.  You’re tempted to power through.  But you can’t actually keep your balance.

 

You are in many places at one.  Energetically, you are not intact.

 

So stop.

 

Just stop.

Close your eyes.

Notice how your breath has not been full or deep or satisfying.

 

Now satisfy yourself with oxygen.

 

Let it move through you like untethered liquid honey.  Let it bring sweetness and nourishment to every space inside you.  Take as much time as you can.  And then take a little more.  breathe for yourself.

 

Sink your awareness into the middle of your belly.

 

Notice behind you how much of your energy has been flowing out behind you.  Strands of your attention left attached to that woman you spoke to yesterday or that conversation with a parent last week that triggered a familiar feeling you forgot to notice.  Call that strand back to your center.

 

Call back strands of yourself that you’ve been moving too swiftly ahead to notice, as you take care of all that you have to take care of Every.Single.Day.  Take back the strands you did not even sense were clinging to someone else.

 

Where are your striving?

 

This is the place where colds germinate.  This is an incubation zone that has been leased to the dominion of Strife.  Strife is the woman who hasn’t learned to forgive God, let go of her anger, or create spaciousness.  She likes to clutter her self with people who disappoint and fill her tub with tumultuous waters of irritation and anger.  She quietly clamors for attention at the expense of her own peace.

Strife is so familiar.  At least the feeling of her is familiar.  She leaves long strands of herself in her past connecting her to those who have caused her discomfort, panic and steely-eyed anger.

Strife lives in the inner city.  She is accustomed to being accosted and hearing sirens daily.  She is beautiful.

She works hard to protect you.  She was born at your most stressful times of life.  Hers is the energy that takes over.  She innately knows how to walk a tightrope.  In fact, if she’s not on the tightrope, she feels sick.  She keeps everything she touches smaller than it could be.  Her ability to dream is stunted.  She takes a cold, hard look at reality and makes up her mind to stay focussed.  She can tether herself to the inside of your soul and take the steering wheel.  She can make herself feel indispensible.  She is strong.

In fact, so connected is the feeling to Strife that other energies can not be seen or felt.

CalmKnowing can not get our attention when Strife is in control.

 

CalmKnowing is connected to the future, not the past.

 

Clear out your insides with your own breath.  Inhale. space.  Inhale trust.  Inhale the connection you have to the miracles of stardust and flow and serendipity.

Suddenly, she appears inside your belly.  CalmKnowing can feel awkward when she first moves in but your moving breath settles her deeply into the deepest parts of your self.

CalmKnowing does not live in a rental suite in the inner city.  She sails her seas on a boat of Trust.

 

And Trust has a way of letting her breathe.

 

Ask yourself today,

Where am I connecting to old patterns of strife?

Is it possible to sense an energy of calm?

If you can not sense your calm anywhere, intuitively visualize it.

 

Here’s how…

See CalmKnowing outside yourself and breathe her in throughout your day.

See CalmKnowing riding her boat of Trust deep into your unconscious.

See her floating through the cells of your body.

See her pulling frazzled strands of DNA into line.

See her magically creating wild beauty.

Breathe in this vision.

Let it help you keep your sense of self intact.

with love,

Susan