What does that make you feel when you read this?
How do you deal with compliments?
Do you get any, or does this never happen to you?
Or maybe you just don't hear them? Do you interpret them your way?
Lots of questions right. As I was writing this, I had the impulse to google the meaning of compliment. 'Polite saying, flattery', also 'respect' (around 1600), 'bowing, greeting' (2nd half of the 17th century). Interesting, right?
I really like the respect and the bow. In the sense of honoring & bowing in humility before the bigger picture, the divine and the wonderful within us.
In modern times it is perhaps also a flirtation with the universe☺ The playful, light thing. The joy that you exist, exactly as you are in essence.
How do I get that?
I would like to share with you my wondrous experience with the energy of the blue full moon. An enormous power, a new knowledge has unfolded.
We came together as a community and friends here in Costa Rica, in the Fire Temple of Florestral, and sang Kirtan together, drummed, played music and celebrated the lunar energy. Afterwards I just sat by the fire by myself for a long time. The impulse 'Go to the sea tomorrow morning' came clearly.
Okay, I thought. Let's see. Because traditionally Tuesdays are always market days with the local farmers. The next morning there was zero doubt. No market, you go straight to the sea. And now.
The universe sent another request asking if I could wait for guests who wanted to go to the market. If you're ready in a quarter of an hour, you're welcome. But I can’t wait another half hour – was my answer. Strange, I thought to myself. It's not usually my style. But it was clear. I had to go now. And the sentence came: I have to honor my rhythm.
So I set off. With the guests who had hurried☺ They got off at the weekly market and I went straight on to the Pacific. There are hardly any people there that early.
The sea welcomed me. With warmth, spray, endless color nuances. Water and sky one with no visible transition. The waves washed around me, played with me, carried me and cleansed me.
Yemaya , the goddess, the spirit of the sea & the moon, spoke to me. Again, like the night before, I clearly and clearly perceived her speaking to me. 'Your rhythm is sacred. It's the same as mine'. That was soooo overwhelming. So beautiful. So all-encompassing. I cried and laughed all at the same moment. Another dimensional gate has opened for me. And again I learn that this only happens when we learn to listen again, inwardly and hear our soul, our heart speak. These are connected to the Divine Dimension. This is us. That's you.
Everything else is illusion. Old matrix. Old World. Call it whatever you want.
And it only happens if we take the steps. Dare to step into the void and learn that the universe supports us. The air carries. The path becomes visible when we walk it.
And the next night I had to drink and go to the bathroom.
Then Yemaya spoke plainly again☺
'Water in, water out - you are a wave'.
This wave movement, this force was so physically noticeable that it was difficult to describe it in words. I was, I am one with the power of the sea and the moon.
Miraculous story. Yours too. Because we are all connected to and through these forces.
I am very happy to share this primal power, this primal trust, this love for the big picture with you here. And you can also do it directly if you like. For example, in the jungle energy coaching or in the YO-GONG retreat in Costa Rica.
