“If my lying in the dust would elevate my Lord by so much as an inch, let me lie still among the pots of earth. If to live on earth forever would make my Lord more glorious, it should be my heaven to be shut out of heaven” -unknown
Who am I? I am not this body. I am not my experiences. I am not my pain nor am I my joy. I am not even my mind.
Caught in the illusions of life it becomes easy to forget that we exist within the womb of God. We forget that there is sustenance all around us.
But this is how I remember. My practice looks like free bleeding, toes in the dirt, music playing, body flailing and falling. I connect, I honor, I release, we play, and I pray.
I place my ear to the wall of her belly and I listen to the muffled voice behind the matrix.
“This is all for you”, it says
I ask to become dust again, I do momentarily.
I am this dirt. I am this earth. I am the clay and the salt that God breathed into. That is what I am before I am anything else. And it is what I return to.
And then suddenly I am alive again. I remember who I am. Who we are. Who He is.
The same elements that make the dirt, the trees, the water, and stars are the same elements that make US. This is a wonderful and joyous thing. Although our physical body leaves the womb of our mothers, we never leave the womb of God— Earth. Her nutrients exist for you, her songs and stories exist for you, her purpose is your growth, she wants to hold you, to soothe you, and she wants to elevate you.
7Then the LORD God formed man from the dust of the ground and breathed the breath of life into his nostrils, and the man became a living being. (Gen 2:7)
15Then the LORD God took the man and placed him in the Garden of Eden to cultivate and keep it. (Gen 2:15)
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