The Healing Touch

Another one for Cristina

She made a path through the woods

and blazed her way to the starport

hub, opening up to places

far beyond mere galaxies.

And then she came back,

nimbly, on the tops of the trees

to light the signal fires,

summoning the others.

It’s a hard climb,

especially watching as she breezes

by, until I feel into the pull

of her updraft,

see the energetic trail

stirred by each flex of her muscles.

She’s teaching this technique

that opens the now

dissolving the obstacles

that used to block

the flow of energy.

This is pure healing.

And I follow, catching my

breath and gasping

at the view.  I’m committed

to this daily practice,

like breath: presence

and release, clearing

until this sudden change

today.  We’ve reached a critical

mass, as if constantly

following this path

has transformed it to a

celestial high

way, the trees shifting

their branches to lift us

into the skies.  The lightest

deliberate intention now shifts 

the planet,

delicate surgery

revealing the filters

that have shielded the multiverse

of possibilities here all

along hidden

by our sleep.

Inspired by: Possibilities and Sacred Embodiment Meditations

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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