Sounds Like Bliss
My heart was thumping, and I was angry, but my breath was calm, and I could taste liberation. So close. So close this time. So close to me, lingering in my nose, still requiring me to chew and spit out the bones and then swallow in good faith.
The creative life takes on a whole different shape when a book is involved in your life, my friends. When a book starts to emerge, everything slows down a little, and it must. Books like businesses of course have their own life force but books draw you in, and I have been in.
Today I’m sharing all but a glimpse - but it’s a glimpse that reveals much of the tone and texture.
I’m unsure what comes next. The crazy thing about engaging with, receiving and bringing a book to life is that you’re walking the unknown every single day.
Each time I close my eyes to spend ‘time’ with my book, I never know what I’ll experience or what it’ll reveal.
Every next word in the next poem that will be woven throughout this book - unknown.
The blinking cursor - reminding me of all that is yet to come with this book.
But gosh - it feels right.
Tune into this episode for a glimpse into this project that has my heart, hook, line and sinker. (Title is remaining a secret for now)
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Yours in bliss,
Hey beautiful humans. Today's episode sounds like bliss because I'm lifting the lid on something I've been working on. Let's talk about the moment I felt the Goddess’ hand on my back...
My heart was thumping, and I was angry, but my breath was calm, and I could taste liberation. So close. So close this time. So close to me lingering in my nose, still requiring me to chew and spit out the bones and then swallow in good faith. In one moment it seemed a kaleidoscope of memories lay out before me, time frozen as I acclimated to the intensity of this here reality. A fork in the road appeared in my mind, a fork I had seen many times before and veered off in the wrong direction due to naivety, avoidance, codependency. But the invitation for my 15 seconds of courage was nigh, and it was urgent. These are the moments that refine and define a woman's life. These are the moments that redefine her and all that she can be. And this moment wasn't just mine, it was an archetypal boom in the cosmos, a big bang in and of itself for all women too afraid to do the hard necessary thing.
I felt millions of women with me as I calmly packed my bag that afternoon. I felt the Goddess with her hand gently pressed into the back of my heart as I pushed the gate open. I felt the huddle of hope around me in that car almost as if every woman who wanted to draw strength from my strength was absorbing warmth from a fire. My fire. Holding their breath as my key turned in the ignition, holding their breath because they feared that this would be just another detour down that shonky branch of that fork in that road. Another detour into simply taking some space and collecting some thoughts and taking some more responsibility for what was not ours, what was never ours to carry. For uttering apologies, it's circumstances unworthy. I could hear them urge, repeat, beg, drive. They needed proof that they could do it too. And as they keys turned into the door of my secret studio apartment, a cove of safety and retreat, and as I entered with tears of relief stinging my eyes, these women in my heart and all around me did the most unexpected thing. They danced.
And I, salty and dehydrated from weeping, I joined them. The nights I dissolved that contract, I danced in that little studio apartment until sweat ran down my thighs and down my back and sexual energy eclipsed me into tingles. All that power, I had syphoned into trying to keep a tower without healthy foundations tall, mine again. Striking me like lightning, coming home, humbling me with how worthy I felt to lay and stand and dance in the receivership of it. Caressing that guilt right out of my bloodstream.
Oh my friends, good day. Good day. The creative life takes on a whole different shape when a book is involved in your life and when a book starts to emerge everything slows down a little and it must. Books like businesses of course have their own life force but books draw you in, and I have been in. I mean I have been in it. I have been not so much on social media, I've been taking a break from the podcast, and I have been writing this book. And what you experienced and listened to then, that was all, but an excerpt of it, which I felt really compelled to share with you. And the main reason I wanted to share that excerpt of it, which you will project what I just shared with you in whatever way that you like, in whatever way serves you or in whatever way that you perceive it. But the reason that I wanted to share that with you today was because I wanted you to know that there are moments in your life when you are making decisions, and you may feel all alone, and you are so not alone.
The Goddess is there with her hand on your back. All those women who were in a similar situation to you who want to make the decision that you're about to make, they're with you, and just like that huddle of hope in my car as I turned the ignition that afternoon, I felt the archetypal mystical qualities in that moment. I knew that whilst those decisions that I was making at that point in my life were in honour of my own sovereignty and my own power, my own worth, my own future. I also knew that those decisions that I were making were stakes in the ground for women everywhere.
You're not alone and as we continue to rise, I think it's very important to know that big decisions that you are making for your creative freedom, for freedom in your body, for the ways in which you are freeing yourself from how in-meshed we are within cultures of oppression, misogyny, whatever they may be. A system of which we are all a part of. Know that you are a part of a web, know that this decision or this decision that's unravelling for you because you very well may not be there yet. But you know, you have a feeling. You have a feeling, you know that you're on the edge.
Some of you listening here are listening along for entertainment. You're like well this is a really, lovely, nice story. Others of you are listening along going this is getting is pretty uncomfortable because I'm not ready to hear this. And others of you are just so grateful that you're hearing this right now because you needed the reminder that we are all connected. Maybe you just needed to be reminded that there's huddle of hope around you too. That the Goddess is right beside you. That on the other side of this pain and discomfort there's one hell of a dance party and you can cry when you dance and you can sweat when you dance and you can weep and you can howl and you can laugh hysterically knowing that you are bearing witness to you being a motherfucking rebel of light. Claiming agency over your life, syphoning your power into you and your future and what serves you, breaking free of anything that soils your world with smallness.
That sounds like a whole nice dessert sized serving of bliss to me my friends. I love you and I will catch you back here next week. Bye bye now.
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