Flow

Letting go. Begin. A sacred journey into the realms of the unlimited where you realise. That you are defined by the shadow you have cast on yourself, that has forged you into the unrecognisable. So, unshackle.

Cast aside your limitations. And be like water.

Run through and cleanse the cracks and splinters and only take the form of that which you become. By surrendering to the will of the masters, the druids, the forests, the wild.

Spirit Guide Me.

Be the river that gently meanders through the glades and nourishes all that it touches, never losing its essence. Be the moon, and the sun, articulating their story. Their glory. Through simplicity. Rays of beautiful light shimmering on the water.

Show the world only what it needs to see, and then be. Just be. Flow up to, through, and beyond, all that you wish to control.

Of your vessel, your ship, your brig, you are captain and crew. And there is no need to ‘survive’ the storm or ‘make the most’ of your limited days.

Just Flow.

Through every one of life’s undulations. Accept that which has gone before and that which has yet to come. Because there is no way to know what makes one thing happen and not another.

Life is a reality to be experienced not a question to be answered.

But sometimes we stop flowing. Trying to take charge and control and manipulate the sands of destiny. And we try to reposition, to navigate, to sail, but those sands fall effortlessly the way they always do, through our fingers and out of our hands.

So why do we feel the need to orchestrate? Courage isn’t in taking the helm, it’s in recognising that we have no control. It lies in the giving up, the giving in, the surrender to the unknown. And it is in the unknown where our tapestry is woven. Flow is creation given birth. Free from expectation, free from the limiting shadow we cast on ourselves, free from feeling that we ought to know. Courage is in rejoicing that the path is yet untrodden.

So, live the story you want to tell and like otter, be childlike, be playful, be unobstructed, be joy, be free. As you swim gracefully in the river of life, you learn its feelings, you understand its rhythms, you feel its life nudging you.

Opening your eyes to exploration and adventure and the beauty of flow. The beauty of the unknown. The beauty of the universe.

Let the blow of the wind guide you and never wonder the direction it takes. Let the flow of the river take you and never wonder which bank you shall come to rest on.

And as the river opens, the universe embraces you as one of its children. And the structure, the control, the want, the ego. It crumbles. There is meaning and there is love that shines through.

Love for all things blossoms free and wild. For love is at the centre of flow. And through flow, love conquers, and soothes, and breathes and excites.

Let the unknown adventure be the boat on the river of life and love the rudder that guides us.

And Flow.