
A tender sweet sacred sort of sense. My energy slowed down a bit as the day went on. And this evening it’s felt like there is a rich complex orchestra of feelings playing their many instruments and I am there sitting in the seats watching and witnessing all those notes and tones and the music in its artistic interpretation of my life here and now.
It’s kinda like that. woah just found this picture. Ok Yes it’s totally like this.
The tones are rich and complex and the feelings of the songs shift from moment to moment. Yet a somber sweetness would be the main overall vibe.
Oh I know now a song that’s a perfect fit for this post.
This song has been one of my favorite beautiful songs for many years now.
I love it when I am in this energetic space of which the above analogy best describes.
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Be the Air that birds come to sing in…(spoken words of wild by Emory Hall)
Be who you are…
Lyrics from our two other songs tonight.
I am picturing the grief ceremony I attended the other week at Kirtan Fest Milwaukee. we held a stone in our left hand and we tuned into the grief within us. Later we moved that stone to the right hand and tuned into the gratitude.
I pictured Jesus on his Cross Stretched/ held suspended by grief and gratitude. by his two hands
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I cleaned the basement today for a good while. I finally attended to the few bags of things that were returned to me the day of the completion of the relationship I thought was to be my forever person. They have been laying down there in the basement with me avoiding them for since the late fall.
Today I put the things in there places and reclaimed the energy in them to be just mine. I returned them in my mind to just things, taking the meaning and the loss/ memories from them.
I have a feeling that is shaping my mood tonight.
I feel the call from these two songs
Like the stretch of the hands open
The call to be the air that birds come to sing in.
The call to be who you are.
One feels “easier” the be who you are.
And then I remember who I really am.
An expression of the Divine Sacred Light here embodied in form.
(pssst … So are you)
And I remember…
To be who I AM
To be that.
And in that place the call to Be the Air the birds come to sing in feels so Easy
Of course
Be who you are and the birds and all Gods creators who know energy and truth and goodness they will come to sing in that Sacred Light
For in that Sacred Light they get to be who they are too.
(click the little circle in the top right hand corner of the spotify playlist for listening to the songs. Worth a listen Its a whole experience)
Yes Let’s do that.
Let’s Be who we are
Let’s be the Air the birds come to sing in
Let’s be the Divine Light Embodied in Form
So that those who come to be in that space
They get to be who they are too.
Sending my Love
💖-Gina Maray
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