The Alchemy of Emotion: Pt. 1

Honor is bestowed upon April for her showers, as they are the known prerequisite for the beautiful blossoms of May.

There are so many sensory experiences that transmit these earthen shifts into our holistic essence- our mind, body, soul and spirit… and our energy.

As spring dawns… especially when we take the time to notice, we can feel our earthen mother shifting in the air… an energy that returns the birds to our hemisphere, singing their sweet songs. The weather begins to warm, while still holding us in a gentle coolness, just soft enough to maybe encourage us to begin finding comfort again in our own skin. Even on the rainy days, we may find that the cool, heavenly waters can be danced in as we wait for the showers to slow and the sun to preside over our skies.

And yet, there can also be a sadness we may feel… while in the stuttering season of wait… still yearning for the joy of sunshine to be a dependable constant and the blossoms to kiss our noses encouraging our deepest breaths… waiting for that day when finally… we feel the hesitation towards happiness dissipate like the light breaking through thundering, heavy skies.

All of this… the push and pull of our emotion… something we cannot control, though we may try to resist … is simply the energy of earth and universe moving us along our life’s journey. The wave of every high and low… every closed space making way to open up and become… each rain drop manifesting as a rose… is alchemy…

…the transformation of energy, intention and emotion…

into something tangible… something perceived, felt… and real.

Alive.

Like the miracle of a cloud manifesting from simple vapor as water invisibly moves from earth to sky, being reborn as the magic we see transforming our heavens most every day… and at times, even in the dark of night, as our moon honors them by reflecting a loving light upon them… a love only witnessed because of the suns immovable presence beyond our visible horizon.

All of this beauty is felt… that manifested push and pull lives within us… even when we haven’t the time or space to notice- there is much to be witnessed when we can allow ourselves to be present with the moments of life’s transitions… even when it hurts… knowing that there is no right or wrong way to simply be.

Whether these shifts move through us as light or darkness, while we are awake or asleep… however we experience- all is honored.

Yet within the moments when a little guidance is helpful… when we can maybe take the time to be intentional about how we sit on the road of our life’s path…

…what if we could consider what it is to simply know that we exist… that we breathe… we move…

…we are…

And maybe from that grounding, we could consider the width and depth of our existence… and for a time… allow ourselves to exist as space… holding… for whatever we find within…

Just witness. Just breathe… and be… with self. …And with what we find.

Allowing love to guide our witness, as we take time honor our own highs and lows, pain and joy…

…simply allow…

When something arises within our witness… within our space and breathing room… we can remember the scent of those beautiful blooms we so long for… take a deep breath, filling our lungs and holistic essence with whatever loving energy supports us… and release that breath… continuing to witness and wait… holding space, honoring the inherent intelligence of our own design- knowing we are made of the same spirit as those rain clouds… and simultaneously, the same luminescence as the light that will soon enough break those clouds free… and yet even while they exist, we know they embody such deep beauty… for they water our blooming… in both the depth of night and the shine of day.

It can all be beautiful. It is all alchemy… life, death and everything in between. Just as energy which never fades but transmutes, the water of our souls never truly perishes… but is simply reborn.