How's your heart today?

Hello!

How is your heart today?

Really.

Take a moment.

Place your hand on your sweet chest.

The mid-middle of the rib basket-y place clothed with skin--- that protects all those amazing organs that keep us breathing and pulsing.

For me---teary moment. Swirling emotions. Grieving and gratitude are often pulsing at the same speed through my body. Allowing all.

I was just visiting my son in Missoula. First smokey days from raging fires in Canada--in mid May. Troubling truths. Mumblings all around. Hard to not disconnect as once again we are forced inside. If we have an inside.

Entangled heart throbbing together-ness.

And---

A bit of stream of consciousness writing for you! (If so inclined, take a line--for a spin, in whatever way kindles connection!)

Wonder Up---

Everything that's rising, ringing, relatable says "conscious change, please"!

Rewire what it means to be human.

Drop the neural normal into the center of your belly and heart.

Lead from the bodily felt sense, from the murmuration for/with all the bodies, the chaotic awe-fear-some symphony of life forms here.

Examine how you/we live?

Pick up the pieces and place them upon the checkerboard differently.

And then sweep the checkerboard clean and make spirals and swirls.

Lay on the green green green spring rain fed damp loamy underneath it -grass - and pray to/with the ants and the roly-poly bugs.

Ask them?

Greet the all that is.

Again.

Eat a feast out of a swarthy garden or a narrow window box, or the single bean plant you placed in the window in early April, yearning for spring.

Ask permission of the plants as you gather.

Leave some for other creatures.

Ask permission to touch, to fondle a leaf-practice. Listening for consent!

What does consent look like for the world beyond the walls of individualism and humanism?

It's possible to learn this.

Dedicate time to doing absolutely nothing some days.

The earth loves you for this. Trust.

Toss productivity out the window.

Drop it down on the list.

Be still. Still. Still.

Listen to all that breathes around you.

Befriend something small.

Take your shoes and socks off.

Plant your feet on the earth earth earth.

Speak truth through the lens of love that the eyes of your heart can see even if you are blowing red through your ears.

Em---Brace discomfort. Hug it close in. It's a friend in these times.

Cry and howl with the moon.

Let your grief spill back onto the mother.

Bend over and let the wind whistle up your spine.

Look up at the sky sky sky.

Shake your body with the magnificence of that veracious vastness.

Speak invocations to water every time you turn on the tap.

Sing swooning love songs to the pitter patter ping ping of raindrops.

Decenter my/yourself.

Decenter humanity.

Decenter the thinking mind.

Sit in the forest and meadow of knowers that surround and are moving in you.

Grow humility from the seeds life offers.

See honesty as an earnest practice.

Note how often you are not.

Baby steps.

Vulnerability most often is the juiciest bite.

Touch the lightness that lives between your ribs.

Center the everything matters narrative, which includes you at the edges and the creamy bits that slither around in the all that is.

Dedicate time to fresh stories and images and collaborative collective rolling around together.

Remember we aren't exceptional and yet we are amazing, as are the stars, the oceans, the fish, the ladybugs, and the freaking mycelium.

Wonder is one of the many bridges to becoming.

How does wonder come into play in your life?

How does it feel to consider de-centering humanity?

That's all folks.

Reach out. Invite someone to explore a question with you. Ask a wonder question at the dinner table, or your next cup of coffee with a friend, or with the person sitting next to you on a bus, plane, train.

Consider a world that isn't looking for answers but is living with questions!

Drop us a line. Let us know what you've received from opening to wonder.

To all that is---

Much love,

Carol