Balancing home with a cloud..form and formless.

Home….my ninth morning waking up in my own bed. What is different is that I feel that I am still traveling. I am here yet there is not the grounding or sense of place that was. Some part of me remains in that tunnel of light that carried me home from Western Australia. I sense  movement ahead. That my place is yet to manifest but is being prepared for me.

So I float. Today I must gather some force and clear my space as I am hosting the family for an Easter brunch. I enjoy creating beauty and comfort for others. I look forward to having the family all together for the first time in a couple of months.

Now to find the pink cloth napkins and the small glass Easter eggs, to pack away the summer clothes from my trip, to bake the scalloped potato casserole to be reheated tomorrow morning, to clean the bathroom. Whew…..one step at a time.

Seeing through a new lens.

The sky is lightening in bands of grey and white. Sun is forecast for later and a friend is wanting to walk. That means it is time to move and get my space ready so that I can enjoy what the day offers. A concert at a monastery this evening looks inviting. I went to the community dinner last night with most of my family. I am heeding the inner prompting to be more in the world. There are plenty of opportunities in this small town to participate in.

I have received, “Welcome home” greetings as I have been moving about the town. Amazing how two words can create such a warm feeling in my heart! Home. It does not feel like my home yet as much as that idea is possible in this moment in time, it is my home.

This sculpture captures the feeling of where I am.

I sense I am in the space between…..not anchored above or below. Discovering how to be in a new way. As if the internal scaffolding that held me for so many years, is being dismantled. Our personality selves are collapsing and we are discovering how to walk as the lovelight that we are. A flame encased in form. It pulses and moves and takes no direction from my personality. It is. I AM. Learning to breath and move as it, surrendering all control.

Easter weekend, the resurrection…..playing out before our eyes. This is the new that I embodied to live. I am so grateful to be here to live it.