Saturday 19 January 2019

Anchorage

There is magic somewhere between when dusk meets dawn. When the blanketed heat of an immense summer day is lifted. Slightly at first, one corner peeling upwards, followed by the slow lift of the entire body of heat. A time when our own bodies restore and rejuvenate as our minds rest. When ideas, answers and curiosities gently rise to the surface of our consciousness, to sit before our eyes. When dawn comes and we wake.

As of late I have felt peace in the waking moments before the first light of dawn. This slow and calm awakening anchors me for the day. In fact this early rising is one mere anchor that reminds me of myself. My grounding here on this earth, at present. I yearn to ease myself into the day, to meditate as the dawn awakens. Meditation is an anchor, for I carry the stillness of this practice through every day. Returning to the breath, to the energy centre within. Yoga, music, reading, these very words I write are anchors in my life. As the natural force of gravity descends upon our physical bodies, these anchors of choice descend upon our spiritual bodies.


We are more than we appear to each other.

Through enjoyable and aligned anchors I hope to radiate an even brighter energy. To increase the glow of my aura in the best way possible. I cannot fathom completely the importance of anchors in life at the present moment. This year is a divine year where energies will be rattled, and clarity will break, in fact is already breaking through everything that is past. I have felt this immense shift, beginning to move at the tail end of last year. Not only is my subjective outer perception clearer, but I am so much clearer within. And still. Settled. Strong.

Born from the act of creation, every single human being alive in this world today has the potential to create. To put forward a true part of yourself, an anchor. Something that reminds you of your sincere and aligned self. As an anchor is grounding it also reflects outwards. We each carry with us our bodies, serving both as a vessel and a mirror. Everything that goes within us will inevitably reflect from us. This is why I have with me my anchors, and they do anything but hold me down. They hold me together and act as a reminder of my alignment in and of this world.

Our souls are anchorage.

Holding us together.

As one, and as a whole.

Loretta xo

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