Winds of Change

These winds will blow us into tomorrow.

No matter how our unconscious tries to keep us stuck.

Whether we are pliable enough to adapt,

Is how we will land where we’re blown.

The resiliency with which we bounce

Will absorb our shock.

These waves will become part of our body,

Until we understand that this is all of who we are.

Blowing into becoming, into being.

The breath of life will always blow us right where we need to be

When we need to be there.

Flowing with this breath of the universe,

More precise in its divine promise than we’ll ever comprehend,

We can be certain that even when we feel blown into the abyss,

We are always swirling in the cosmic consciousness that is our original home.

This may feel far away,

This may feel topsy turvy.

Hang on for the ride and take a deep breath-

The winds will settle now and again.

These are the times to integrate and reflect,

The times to recalibrate for the next wind trip to come.

To appreciate all that reconfigures after each landing,

Until we begin to notice how we softly float to the earth like a leaf,

More often than not after each fall wind.

How we blossom into being more fully each spring,

Unafraid of wind’s unexpected nature and flowing with its breath.

Innocent like a baby, adventurous like a teenager.

Open to wherever these winds may blow us,

Graceful, exploring new dimensions and configurations with ease.

Artful swirling, like a Van Gogh painting-

A creation of beauty unbeknownst until the final creation is revealed.

Until the winds of change blow again…..