There is so much magic in stillness. My body doesn’t want to rush anymore, she is past her rushing years. She wants to move slowly, feeling into every move, feeling the ripples each movement is creating, all connections and dependencies. I want to find freedom in and through each movement and enjoy my life through every articulated gesture. My body’s vibration has changed. I’m maturing and moving through the archetypes of my life cycle. It is time to accept that change and trust it fully.
I’m not afraid of stillness anymore but I’m also not scared to admit that I am a fluid being. I’m finding home in my new body and her new vibrations, her new frequency, embracing my age and new archetype. I am bridging into the Wise Woman, but I also know that she can still be the Wild Woman – filled with sensuality, sexuality, beauty and passion. The time has come to embody those new connections, it is time for me to become.
The more I think about it the more I notice how much fluidity there is in stillness, how much movement. I’m stilling my mind, but my body, although sat is in constant flow – expansion and contraction, breath after breath.
I’m breathing in and my body opens. There is an anticipation of cells waiting for the oxygen, expansion of the muscles and organs, blood moving through, the light entering my body, the life-giving gasp reaching the furthest and darkest of places. And this aliveness penetrates the physical and vibrates and expands the emotional and spiritual parts of my being. I become. I wait. I am filled.
The pause bridges me out of the anticipation, of the stretch so great that I am ready to burst, and allows me to get ready to release, to get ready, to let go. This is a beautiful liminal space filled with hope, abundance and bounty.
And exhale – the direction of the movement changes and I am becoming the giver – the giver of breath. I release, I let go, I contract in the most pleasant of ways. The light goes out and there is rest, passivity, and the gift. My body relaxes and rearranges herself around the newness of this movement. I stretch out beyond my physical form, and it too feels good.
Until I reach the point of pause once more, where the fluidity of my movement changes once again, and I’m getting ready to expand inward, to open, to welcome in. Another beautiful liminal place, the birth of anticipation, the other face of creativity, darkness and light combined together.
This beautiful dance is my constant companion. It brings fluidity to my stillness. It’s the minstrel of life. I’m conscious of this movement now on the physical and energetic level. I welcome the change, the continuity. This is my song of life – a song sung through breath. This is my dance of life – a dance danced through fluid stillness. I know I will have to give up my breath at some point, but I’m going to enjoy it for as long as it lasts, as it anchors me into my body and through my body it anchors me to the earth. In the fluidity of stillness, I am able to hear my true self, I can get to know her and begin the conversation that can translate into the movement of my body, so I can rearrange myself in this space and find my footing in the world. And from there I can bravely go through life as the person that I truly am.
With love,
Agnieszka