Stop
Don’t rush
This is the moment of magic
The moment when you get to rest between choice and experience
Take a breath and
Listen
Allow everything outside to gently hush
And know that everything is really inside
Of you
In this ever-present eternal moment of silence
The pregnant catalyst of life
Can you hear it?
A new story is beginning to take form
Somewhere inside of you
How many of us are familiar with the concept of a ‘studio’?
As a kid, my mother would retreat to her studio (which happened to be an illustrators desk in her bedroom window) and spend hours drawing. She would always emerge full of life and inspiration. I loved it when she went to her studio.
I have come across many kinds of studios in the years since, but each one has the similar magic of providing a safe, quiet space away from the noise of daily life within which we can pause, reflect and enjoy time working with our gifts.
A few years ago I awoke from a powerful dream. You know, the kind that comes from somewhere outside of the normal mental shenanigans that our brains work through in sleep. A dream that contained within it a potent message.
I am naked, sitting on a white wooden chair in a room of the same colour. Looking down at my body I see words appearing all over my skin as if they are tattooed. All the words begin with ‘re’.