There is a still point within where every question can be answered.  A point in no-space,  where questions and answers are irrelevant.  Here, everything collapses into the unknown and feeling seems to rule the day.  There is a space where awareness and I are one.  It feels like a merging of energies, from different directions, yet the only distance is in my mind.

It feels like when I listen with my heart, answers are felt and the inspiration for what comes next flows forth.

There is a listening that takes place, not just with my ears, but with my entire beingness.  A wider listening that is as natural as breathing.  An opening up to what is seen and unseen.

There is an impulse or gentle feeling to ride the wave of energy that will transport me  downstream.  There is the immediate accompanying thought disputing the idea of moving and transporting, for where do I really go? 

All there is, is this quiet space for communing with the Divine.  A soundless, wordless conversation.

I had a first impression of me wailing about "my stuff!"  Feeling the loss of material possessions and things that I consider "dear" to me like my pets and my home.  I don't have the feeling that I own my loved ones, so I am happily excluding them from this exercise!  Relief!  If they were included though, just a feeling of more initial emotional distress and pain over the apparent loss...

Knowing me, I can feel that I would tell myself something to make sense of it all.  Not one to leave myself in a hole for very long, I would throw myself a life-line!  A reminder that even though I may not comprehend the "why," there is always a bigger picture.  Feels like I would draw comfort from myself and from the realisation that no matter what, I have a spiritual connection that will always provide me with great comfort, love and peace.  That being said, I would continue to feel, without censure and judgment, any feelings that came up.  Sadness, grief... whatever.  In the experiencing the feelings fully is the way out and through...

The order of the day literally would be to remember to line myself up with the Light and put all of my faith and trust in what is unseen but definitely felt.   A feeling here of being quiet, turning within and resting in that loving beam of awareness.

Feed my soul. Nourish my spirit with the sweet elixir that is an ever-present flow from Awareness. Source is a bottomless pool. There is no end to the rich nourishment that it provides for us. I can feel the invisible life-line that links us all to creative source... the Universal flow.

 I have an image of a golden, sparkling cord with love warmly pouring through. Bubbling, magical energy dancing as we are filled up with God’s infinite magic.

 My sense today, is to dip deeply into the well to water my soul. To willingly partake what is given most freely and generously. To soak up all that is good and rich and pure.

 Symbolically and energetically, I feel and see my hands coming together. One supporting the other as they are lifted, palms open for the holiest of communion. Tender warmth of love washes over me as I am fed.

 I pause for a moment sensing there is more. An inner prompting. A desire bubbling up? Energy wanting to move, to flow from me outwards. Spirit had not finished. The “tension” has eased with my words on the page, as the message passes on to you. Golden cords of light connected and glowing like an underground network of roots.

 Nourishment comes always to the upturned soul. Branches spread wide, we open in graceful surrender to the eternal stream of life.

 Our hands collectively bow in thanks. The day begins.


 7/24 addition: My sense is that this source of nourishment is available to us all... no exceptions. We have the choice to turn away or face the light with an “upturned soul.”

 A Call To Grace:  http://tinyurl.com/knpla2