Freedom of the Heart

This week I am doing the first stage of a long training in Biodynamic Craniosacral work. My course is called Stillness Trainings. I have been practising this way for just over three years, but now I am meeting others, and joining them in a slow and deep learning experience.  More about that later, for now I want to share a poem that I have heard twice already this year … surely that is significant!

The Journey by David Whyte

Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again

Painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky

Sometimes everything
has to be inscribed across
the heavens

So you can find
the one line already
written inside you

Sometimes it takes
a great sky
to find that

Small, bright
indescribable wedge of freedom
in your own heart

Sometimes with
the bones of the black sticks
left when the fire has gone out

Someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.

You are not leaving – you are arriving.

Dont you love those words: small, bright, indescribable wedge of freedom!!!


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