When the time has come

To do things in rhythm and connection with the unfolding of life means to live in my body. To place awareness often or continually in my most rooted place of the body, the belly, the hips, the genitals, the chest, the feet, the heart, the butt. To observe the movements, the ebbs, and flows of sensations and feelings there. To notice their comings and goings with tender care and awareness.

From this place of the body, we are naturally strong, aware, and present. It is from the bowl of our bellies and our other rooted places that taking life on from becomes effortless. We don’t deliberate, we are not up in the head, we simply flow from the hips in a way that comes naturally. We involve the mind where it makes sense for planning, thinking, and talking, but we know that we don’t rest there or hang out there, once the thinking task is done.

Then we return, back down to the rooted places, for grounded, present, alert awareness. Ready for the next gesture, embrace, or response to life.

When there is nothing left to do, it doesn’t mean that we do nothing. It means that life can unfold naturally, in a rhythm that is effortless. Like a leaf, that gently falls from the tree when the time has come. Or like a sunflower that follows the rays of the sun like a dancer in motion.