ENFLESHING THE SOUL ~ ENSOULING THE FLESH

Does your body know it is seen?

Does your body know it is loved as it is?

Does your body know it is held?

Does your body know that it is not a mistake?

Does your body know its worth as the living flesh of Love?

Does your body know its value, its worth, as female, as woman?

The soul has a special affinity for the body.

The body adores the soul.

It's devotion, back and forth. A love affair!

Quite honestly, I never thought I would write such words. I abandoned my body at birth. It was not a safe place.

I got lost in religion and performance spirituality. They told me that the body wasn't real, that it was an illusion.

It was a relief to learn this actually. It made spiritual bypassing effortless, until it didn't. It served to suppress a lifetime of trauma and pain and wretched shame, until it didn't.

Lightening struck my spine. And for 12 years I burned and I burned and I burned. Often begging to die. And somehow, by some stroke of luck or what I choose to call an inexplicable grace...I suddenly realized that my body knows it is seen and loved.

One can be aware of the body, yet not be able to feel the truth of the body. Not be able to feel intimacy with the body.

But when the body becomes aware that it is being seen - when it actually has a felt sense that it is presenced - that's a different intimacy altogether - a priceless feeling of being at home in the body - and simultaneously home in the seeing

One's life doesn't look the same any more. The heart opens ... wide ... the stretch is painful ... the sweetness of Love, deliciously agonizing ... burning and burning and burning ... and so it is ... until the whole world falls in…