We Crave Beauty of :: Your Soulful, Intuitive Acts of real + actual Self-healing Known/Experienced b
Now Now...! a real healing mind you-- deeper than silencing body soothing mental pain or improving the mood. but a fiery alchemical transforming of one's innermost cellular rhythms
not simply the indulging of your whims and fancies, those fleeting superficial cravings and thoughts of losing self in an activity in order to feel good feel better feel alright enough to survive
another day of gray. to get your dejected butt out of its doldrums long enough to do what you must for those same old tenets of a woman's worth in the world -- for family or work all that doing of your frazzled ego / personality
an essential healing as movement away from what causes you dis-ease
in that first instance direct to the solid state of harmony. no diet fitness obsession addiction dropping going to groups
that "support" you and your firmly held "isms"
in healing the focus is not cannot be on whatever the appearance it takes on whatever particular form appeals to you, your cells, and your inner inclinations
healing is the focus on the feeling of harmony the feeling and amplifying of Beauty in your life
so you do not drop the "bad" you accept it, you see it for what it is (without fear guilt anger)
and with this whole awareness of the opposing sides of your self, with this struggle gone
the choosing between-- you gather much needed strength and penetrating energy in order to
re-cognize Beauty by activating your senses
cleansing and regeneration of your filters / bridges to divine happening instantaneously
as this new awareness takes place within
but the waking up and refining of those misused / unused / undisciplined / ignored
is the first thing!
living in extremely polluted environments as we do and being affected on all levels by everything--
through your nerves heart feelings taste touch emotions mind psyche soul, it is a lot!
physical + psyche adulterating poisons
>> air pollution. it's not only those noxious carbons but the sounds of disharmonious music that turns your stomach inside out or the voice of someone speaking with a heavy use of negative vibrations. or your most sensitive nose having to smell the chemicals from a nearby processing plant is the same as when you walk into the room and the unpleasant smell of an overpowering
mass-manufactured perfume / cologne that sits there in its thick cloud of fumes
>> taste pollution. eating food that was made by angry sad depressed distracted or otherwise emotionally imbalanced pair of hands (energy travels through the fingers) can be tasted in every single bite
>> nerve pollution. living your daily life near a person that bleeds unto you their negativity through anger fear criticism anxiety has huge effects on the delicate nerves located just under your super sensitive skin, has a way of causing your heart to camouflage shrink into itself to hide--
by blending in so as not to be an easy target for the imbalanced and un-reigned in emotions of others
>> skin / physical / visual pollution. laying on your most sensitive apparatus of the skin organ are materials completely soaked through with man-made, irritating toxins that oppress and confine its most acute cells and cellular movements. not allowed to breath to refresh and renew itself organically, naturally as it longs and needs to do
and then there is wearing clothing that does nothing for your sense of feeling "put together"
not adding one bit to your sense of well being-- no smile, not a glimmer in your eye ever of real
appreciation for the way by which you present yourself on the daily. when your feelings are not stirred and being creative and expressive of your Being does not appeal to you, does not seem possible probable.
>> psyche pollution. indulging and falling into the pit of emotional turbulence, thrashing about violently in your inner realm. full of hate anger sadness despair ambivalence and all the rest of it... leaving your insides depleted
...and these are only just a few of such "defilements" of our gift of body / temple of Heart-Soul
that many of us women do as a "normal" part of how we are now...
it's like a value with your body is a bit off / not able to discern with power
your protective aura-- that natural protection against anything innately harmful, soul defenses worn down-- having been devastatingly effected and defenses not properly nurtured trained allowed trusted utilized... so disharmony is not something you say "uh-uh" to. you hardly notice as it seeps in slowly and surely nestling a place close to your heart. invading the space there-- not allowing you to breath deep to breath full to breath in Joy + Ease and to feel the wonder and amazing awesome-ness that lies in that simple act of spirit in__spirit out (of our breathing)
so if healing comes through your senses
through your ability to commune and mingle with the world of light sound smell taste touch : that surrounds you (Nature I God) and to do so at that high optimal peak of feeling. that feeling of being high without smoking or taking tablets. that ooze of drunkenness without drinking or imbibing one drop. an oozing that arises from deep deep within. that after-sex glow you can be engulfed in even and especially during the moments where sex is impossible to dive into (and let's face it, it seems as though society has us all on a well-oiled + super scheduled wheel of activity after activity that keeps us so distracted / busy / tired / turned - off / lifeless that most moments are not moments for sex-- unfortunately... when really they should be!)
you know those things in life
that when you're doing them make you feel as if the universe was especially calling out to you and no one else-- that the universe made itself just for you to enjoy and be delighted by. your own private Show of Grandeur. and that feeling >> like straight to your heart and boing (!!)... you're Alive + loving it!
it seems that no one on the planet feels the way you do-- as light as free as full of wonder in that very moment. like those moments as you feel yourself slipping off into sleep and also those instances just seconds before your arrival back / your jump into this earth again to start the play of a new day
things that flash into my own heart now:
>>music that comes from Soul-- as i listen to really great jazz from the early 60s. those guys were having fun and did they know that they were recording those records and cutting those studio sessions especially for me some 60 years later? blessings are transmitted from the dead indeed!
>> looking at and admiring the old bits of jewelry that i adorn my body with amazes me. some woman from the desert, a nomad or gypsy wore this cuff had this tinkling pair of dangles swinging from her ears so many decades ago. ad she did not know she would be "passing" these treasures onto me. that i would be next in line and who comes after me, i can only wonder...
>> no matter where i call "home" (and it changes quite often considering i am not a bird) i make sure to surround my casual every day daily vision with as many dashes of color texture pattern and beauty as possible. bare walls shelves and empty white surfaces do me no good. i drape pieces of collected textiles and fabrics, a scarf-- even my own lovely clothes end up draped here and there in the manner of savvy home decor styling my gorgeous antique native embroidered caftan coat from Uzbek always manages to be spread out... gracing one wall or another or the back of a bed post or chair. all for my bright eyes to get their constant fill of...
>> stopping to gaze and become mesmerized by whatever nature i am surrounded by is another way my senses bring on that good old healing action. trees flowers grass vine quietly seductively creeping up a gray unsuspecting surrendering wall of concrete. i tend to look down too as i walk (and go barefoot as often as possible) cobblestone flagstone stripped wood pebbles sand sidewalk gravel colorful tiles an antique rug, the earth under my feet...
no matter what lays on top of the lovely Globe it is a visual design relief for me that i immensely enjoy of
>> i eat super slow chewing and taking in the whole affair of eating. the savoring of flavors and making the most of the tastes my sensitive tongue and mouth are thrilled to pick up on. my nose joining in the fun as well. oh yes! incense and not the fake mass consumer light fragrance, but those heady smoke filled fit for a temple concoctions of usually indian or zen buddhist origins. these bring so much delight and longing to my heart and Soul space. i just worked my way through my last large stash of rich and sultry sandalwood from japan. HEAVENS!
>> i like to scrub my skin giving it its daily body rub-massage with large pourous and pleasingly rough-ish sea foam sponges. my skin is super awake and sense-ing, highly responsive to touch and to the energies of my environments and its awareness brings me much in complexity of sense and pleasures
>> i enjoy moving my body forming my limbs into shapes that mirror rippling waves, undulating like a snake with music and many times happily without it. i Dance, i Dance, i Dance! i have even turned the way i walk, my stride and glide into a dance of sorts (if you watch carefully)
>> laughing and finding deep ironic-sense humor especially in the most inane situations turns me UP and ON. anything pleasantly unexpected-- a word gesture misunderstanding, often what goes on unnoticed as an instance of humor makes me giggle and tee-hee from the very center of my ticklish Belly
>> randomly closing my eyes-- focusing inward even on the train stuffed full of people then sleepily opening them (from time to time) and looking unfocused at the faces and the world around me is cleansing. that action of de-focus is a *brilliant one. not to focus so directly and furiously on things
to ease up and rest those weary eyes... i like what i "see" and feel on the IN.side when my eyes are shut like that. it carries an experience and sensation that is wholly inexplicable
and these are only a few acts that can be used to infuse one's every day life
with more zest, more in-flamed fire! with new eyes you are able to SEE things anew in your world
