Dear Ones,
The wildflowers have been abundant this summer. In the mountains, nourishing spring rains and lush moisture of late day monsoons have supported rich growth and proliferation, so that meadows, hillsides and even rocky outcrops are dotted with yellows, reds and purples.
The other day I wandered into the woods with my identification book with the intention of naming, labeling, knowing some plants I had not seen before. As I sat on the bank of a stream and looked at the flower next to me, the momentum of naming and labeling stopped, and something shifted. Awareness opened.
Not naming, not labeling this precious being rising out of the earth, awareness opened, and the perceived form of flower dissolved. The form of earth and mountain and stream dissolved. And even the form of “I” dissolved. In not naming or labeling, not knowing, the vastness of what is unnamable & radiating within all apparent form instantly revealed itself. Shining, glowing, dancing, laughing. It was never not there, but I could feel how words, names, stories and labels cover over this radiance.
What if in this moment? You don't know what anything is called? What if all names, even your own, have permission to dissolve back into their source? All labels and whatever creates them have permission to rest right now? What is here? What is left?
You are invited to join us to discover for yourself in this inquiry.
We plan to gather by zoom on Saturday August 3rd from 10am to 11:30am Mountain time & all are welcome.
5pm - London
6pm - Amsterdam
If you would like to join us, please contact me here: embodied meditation sign up
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