The Path today begins quite briskly. I am feeling light and energetic. I do notice, however, that the faster I go the less able I am to take in my surroundings. Truth be known I'm feeling a little vague but for now I'm too energised to slow down.
Gradually, my pace does begin to slow a little and I become acutely aware of the deep reddish-brown richness of the newly ploughed field. The word fertile comes to mind, and there is a feeling of life being full of new possibilities. Limited only by my imagination and what I am able to conceive. And yet, equally, I sense the importance of being grounded.
My initial reaction to the word grounded is one of dullness. The thought of it can feel dense, heavy, not much fun. Boooo! I think. I don't want to be grounded, I want to lift off! Have fun. However, I've come to realise that from groundedness springs clarity. Clarity, for me, being such a joyful experience. A relief. Even when that which is being clarified isn't that pleasant.
The simplest way for me to become grounded is to slow down, stop, and take long deep breaths. Just for a moment letting everything drop - physically, mentally and emotionally. It feels like I am slowing the world down just enough to be able to take in where and how I am in the world, and from this place of noticing both my outer and my inner experience I seem to make better, life-enhancing decisions. In fact, in this moment of grounded re-connection I realise I really am free to fly.
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