Permission to Rest

I have a confession to make: I have been feeling as if I am on a roller coaster ride with confusion, lately.

Here I am, back in the United States, back around family…and I am not sure at all what is happening next…except that it looks like I will be in Colorado for the next couple of months. It can be a bit unsettling. I try to remember that I have been in this “spot” in my life before; starting from scratch…creating something completely different. Sometimes it feels as if I have lived many different lives and been many different people. There is also a core that is none of those people at all.

There is something more real that is silent…quiet…underneath all the show. All it does is breathe…and notice.

I have been hearing the phrase “come home to your heart” in varying ways and from varying directions lately. When I try to “figure things out”, (which is a lot of what’s been rolling around in my head lately), it pretty generally doesn’t work. Something gets blocked and bogged down. So today I have given myself complete permission to rest…to really rest; to let go of “what’s next?”, at least for the next 24 hours. I am opening up a space to come home to my heart.