Strange though it may seem, when gravity comes up to meet you there is a floating sensation. There’s a buoyancy in the way one’s bones sink into the support of the ground, floor, earth. A buoyancy not unlike the one found in water with a high concentration of salt. There is lightness contained in heaviness.
As in nature’s sanctuary, when gravity comes up to meet you, you return to your center and your actions take root there. The microcosm of You comes more fully into alignment with the macrocosm of the Cosmic Mystery.
When gravity comes up to meet you, you locate yourself as if by compass. Where does the needle point? Which way is true north? What might it mean to take a particular path in a particular direction?
You hear the universal orchestra tuning up to play a symphony of eternity, spaciousness, presence, love – always improvised, never rehearsed.
How gently down the stream one might row one’s boat, if allowed to wander.
