Oh Boy! My Soul is Thirsty

Here I am, again. I promised I would not do this to myself, and I did. I filled my days with too much doingness, not enough beingness. I have given my energy away to distractions. I have not leaned into all of the planetary support that exists right now but instead have worked against it. Spaciousness is a necessary part of spiritual deepening and I have allowed my open, airy, space to be filled with people, places, things, news, and stories.

So today I sit to take inventory. I recall everything that gives me energy, and I vow to give it to myself.

I sit down and light several candles and turn the lights down. I sit cross legged and meditate. I can hear internal singing and I can feel space being made. I turn off all devices and ask myself big questions journaling from My Higher Self to my shriveled up dry self. I listen. I take notes. I sit in more quiet. I read spiritual inspiration. I take a walk. I soak in nature. I lay down and rest. Every action I take today is to reconstitute my inner desert. And it feels good. I look at my calendar and change some things to make room for an extended sabbatical. I purposefully avoid tasking. No bill writing, no tax preparation, no laundry, I receive.

I now remember the power of the sabbath. I have always been good at giving this to myself, until I am not. Until I think I can squeeze in something else. Then I’ve put myself back into the dry, caverness place. I commit to making the sabbath a part of my week again. And the sabbath, for me, doesn’t mean gathering together with others I love, which feeds me in its own way — it means entering into a quiet space of just me and Thee. The Unified One.

I know I’m an empath. I know I am energetically sensitive. I know I need alone to refuel, and I am aware that not everyone does. Yet everyone on the spiritual path does need spaciousness. Inner spaciousness allows us to receive. Receive messages, receive energy, receive reconstitution, receive the Peace that you and I are at our core. I know how I enter into spaciousness. The question is: how do you give it to yourself?

I pick up a David Hawkins book I read ten years ago. Much of it is underlined. I read a passage that reminds me that I have labeled that which is distracting and that which is Holy. What if I embrace the Holiness of ALL of It and see my experience differently? I throw that into the soup and will chew on this idea for awhile, grateful I’ve created space for chewing.

All actions become recontextualized, and their spiritual essence begins to shine through appearances. Devotion also expresses as selfless service whereby peeling the potatoes is no longer a chore but an act of love because it has been sanctified by intention. – David Hawkins, Discovery of the Presence of God