What I know . . .

I know where I come from, where my roots are planted.

There are some that would say I have no roots at all . . . that my gypsy notions are proof I have no one place where I always am . . . and they would be wrong.

It is my gypsy nature that has led me to know myself so well that I feel my roots and my grounding with every physical and emotional move I make.

My roots are strong and deep . . . yet they are in constant motion, creating movement and growth where they are firmly planted. You see this place I come from . . . the core of the human woman I am . . . it is the depths of the sea, in the sandy earth below the water of all the world.

It is a beautiful and simple thing to be connected to and carry the energy of such an enchanting part of our earth. I have the gift of powerful and deep grounding . . while enjoying the constant motion of life with the ability to embrace all of the inconsistency and unknown . . with out fear or hesitancy.

I move with life and love every moment, I see it all around me in a way that is not overwhelming but inviting. I do not worry about the fact I do not have enough time or resources to take it all in . . . but I savor all that I get and I am thankful for the abundance that surrounds me.

My gypsy ways are merely mimicking the movement I would have in an ocean life like the one I had long ago. Lon g ago before my roots grew so thick and long that I grew up and out and on to the land to share with those who come from mountains and deserts and even the sky.

The joy I feel as I step into the edge of the whitewater and move forward into deeper water is truly indescribable, the joy of my boys is all that can compare and still I have no words to put to the way I feel.

I taste the salt on my lips and almost cry.

I feel the texture of the water moving . . . pulling and pushing around my body until the water and I become one.

I allow the temperature to take my breath away only once and then I feel nothing but comfort and warmth.

I give up all of my humanness and allow this vast energy . . . living energy to cradle me and hold my spirit . . . the hands of God . . . I am sure.

In this moment I know everything and nothing . . . my element guides and supports me as my maker intended . . . I am safe and at peace.

This I know.

beautiful

thank you.

Deffinately beautiful!
I am reading your spirit!

Deep, Chacha

appreciated!

*smiling*

another awesome write