Embracing the unknown (inspired by the most revered teacher Pema Chodron)

I feel a sudden gush of roaring discernment making its way through my body today which is quite possibly the impact of understanding that there's this awareness around being fluid that can be misread. The very law of impermanence, nothing stays as it is. What is this inner work vent around? Our guests who are quite deeply held in presence with an understanding that whatever I am inviting, opening or sharing with them is an extensively engaging field of actualities. A collective unfolding of the unconscious to conscious, for the love of it I can say the ever evolving and specifically revolutionizing aspect of bringing the nervous system to homeostasis and grace. Or coming back home to our wounded, rejected hearts. On how to embrace whatever comes as presence work, a message and a true learning. And that how transient every moment is as such is the nature of being and that being in itself is awareness expressed in known yet unknown, familiar with a hint of unfamiliarity and on these grounds the waves or the particles of each energetic emergence or interaction with our psyche is a representation of what we carry within an underlying reality of who we are becoming and how actually we are familiarizing with the essence of being and our story of the unknown.

My heart is radically confiding, not with a sense of unworthiness yet with an inquiry: How am I handling a moment of agency or grief or unstuck emotions that are easily translated into physiological ailments? My work of unlocking or facilitating internal processes for the guests over certain years is a foundation for multitude of halted or hooked phenomena to arise. An awakening from a dark slumber. Softly investigating and indisputably nurturing pain as our greatest mentor a vessel of compassionate abiding. 

The questions we ask ourselves and others in such relational interactions aren't separated they are the source of our inherent inner narratives. It can be challenging, aching or frustrating to be going against the conditioned ways, it can be soul crashing, as we might not unhook ourselves. Or are we purely listening to our body's cues? are we sensing harmony or a dissonance within? Are we ready to go through it as in the moment's work? when I come in contact with the palpations, that resonating reflective mirror each one of us holds for the other as an intimate one on ones. Here any sort of guidance is not about fixing or mending. Healing of this interbeing-ness happens in safe spaces and the foremost is the safety within as a practitioner or a receiver. It's the path of least to no resistance, a constant affair between loving and accepting ourselves as who we are in this cosmic field of interactions and potentialities.

Our body as a massive emotional muscle keeps the score of subtle layers. It alerts us, reminding us of the inherent wisdom it carries, signaling to the (bardo) which is just happening right now rather than hereafter. The idea that is feared the most: The way we live is the way we die and dying in itself is rebirthing of a newer, wiser and a coherent whole self-extended, pure awareness or light. Yes, when we do inquire through our inflexible rigid states as a starter, even if it's the toughest. We get into grace states. Here pausing, reflecting and self-compassion is our abode.

How can I lean into my heart space limitlessly? Can I drop and lay my guards down as they can be masking my inmost landscape of cordiality? can I for this one single moment allow spacious awareness to come back in? My inner noise is too sharp and numbing my senses? Yet I'm giving my best shot to feel, see and fathom things malleably? How can I learn from my patterns that are not in conformity? My vision is readying the central aperture to see what's shown? how can my minds intensity or restlessness be lessened so that I can ease off and flow into the abode of belongingness which is my heart?