Embrace

A guided audio process, leading you through a moment of sacrifice and surrender.

Sacrifice

Sometimes I wonder if part of the problem is that we spend too much time with our Selves. 
That we are with our Selves every moment of every day and so we aren’t able to see. We are too well acclimated with our brilliance, so when we look in the mirror it all just looks like the dull sheen of life.

When someone else sees the love. The kindness. The compassion. The wisdom. The spark of life.
When someone else tells how amazing we are. 
We dismiss it. 
Because we were there last Tuesday when our temper was short. Or our mind was judgy. Or the anger rose and we were stuck in a swirl of wanting things to be different but unable to do anything about it. 
We figure they must be wrong. 
We can’t imagine that we...or regular old Self...could be anything more than our regular old Self.

And sometimes I wonder what it would be like if we could separate from our Selves, just a little. Just enough. 
Enough for us to see who we are.
To see the power of the words we speak. 
The actions we take. 
The love we offer. 
I wonder if, in that separation, we might find space for forgiveness. 
To release our Selves from the judgments we have carried in our bones...judging our Selves as less and more and worthy and not. 
I wonder, if in that space, we might be able to actually see who we are.

We can't see our Selves...

Once upon a time.
A long, long time ago. 
When the world was very young.
But after it All began. 
We found ourSelves. 
Between here and there. 
And how we missed here.
And how we longed for there. 
And how we ached as we stood in the middle. 

We grew impatient.
Waiting for doorways to open. 
Waiting for magic to happen.
Forgetting, of course, that we are the doorway. 
We are the magic. 
And we are the ones that make it so.

Once Upon A Time ~ Between

Once upon a time.
A long, long time ago. 
When the world was very young.
The fire of Chaos lived. 
Her tendrils reaching out into life. 
Bringing us to her. 

For her wild warmth we danced. 
We whispered our worth into her being. 
And were granted Truth in her light. 

Until, of course, Chaos sparked. 
As she is want to do. 
Life was set aflame around us.  
Burning down the notions that kept us bound to her. 

In the freedom, we fled. 

In the days and times that followed, we struggled.
Trying in vain desperation to dampen the flames. 
Wishing, to be consumed by something. 
Holy. 
Once again. 
But, maybe, something we could control. 

We stepped over the embers. 
In search of the future 
And buried ourSelves in prospects of prophecy. 
Missing the untamed brilliance that once held us. 

In the quiet of our minds, though. 
We can hear her. 
Singing us back home, once again.

Once Upon a Time ~ Chaos

I'm Jo Anna. 

I’m a Seer of the Depths.
A Healer of Stuckness.
A Conjurer of Inner Freedom.

Jo Anna Dane