The Metal Element
Autumn/Lung/Large Intestine
Returning to Self..
Yes, even deeper…
Ugh… I know..we’ve been doing this a long time
But we need to go deep into the earth
where the most precious metals are made.
The Mother Earth,
She generated your first breath
And caused your spirit, merged with the One
to manifest in physical form
Kindled by the
fire of the Will.
Steaming, expanding, floating
Only to come back to the Origin.
I know… this messy life feels uncomfortable
Most definitely is more real than you want sometimes
But You Got This!
You are re-tuning and returning
To the sound current,
Your breath follows the waves
Hears and adheres to the clashing sound of jumbled polarities of the mind
Like a toddler banging metal pots
Those parts of you forgotten
yet begging for attention
Eventually turning into symphonic street music
Adjusting and aligning
Stretching and pulling
Fragmented realities
And then bringing you back
To your wholeness
The heart beat
The Zero Field
Of your natural Self
The state of You when you were born
Before you knew about
Lucky charms cereal,
mini bake ovens,
snowflakes on your tongue,
loyal dogs,
orgasms,
tree climbing,
Superficial conversations,
soul mates,
heart making and breaking moments,
long bus rides,
holding hands,
waterfalls,
pain,
politics,
religion,
war
and tears.
That space between the inhale/exhale..
Which is You
before you were defined by the world
Is Metal
Soft enough to mold into every possibility within the mind
Strong enough to hold all that you are.
Breath in all the gifts
This is the time to
Surrender
Receive
Repeat