Sunrise, sitting on the lake, silence all around and the whole picture on the surface.
Sunrise, walking through the woods, awakening in the all things and the amazing beauty of this place.
Sunrise, looking high towards the sky, holding space for all of us and the blessings freedom in my eyes
Sunrise, the covering fog is gone, heating energy now in between and the day starts–we go on.
It’s not that we have to adapt to the heartbeat of each other.
It’s that we choose to adapt to the heartbeat of the Mother. Listen into yourself. How the rhythm of our/your heartbeat fits to her heartbeat.
I thought we have to adapt to the baseline of another, but if we each adapt to the baseline of the Mother, we get into a flow together.
When we all adapt to the heartbeat of the Mother, we naturally fall into the same flow.
It’s somehow like a big orchestra before the concert. Every instrument finds its own voice by itself first. The tuning before the symphony is not harmonious at all. Much ego can be found there!
But at the point where the conductor lifts his stick, the attention of all players move towards him. And when he puts his hand down, all the different instruments come to one voice. To one rhythm. They pick up the rhythm of the Mother. Then the beauty of the symphony can unfold itself, and all the players are fully aware of the movement of the Mother and give their own very different gift to complete the melody.
This is the beauty that can happen if we come to one voice.
Every part falls into place and it feels just natural to contribute your special instrument and special voice to the circle, because you know who you are.
–Migizki (Andrea)