All emotions serve me

Language is such an inadequate expression of what really goes on inside me. I often wonder how I would feel into my world if I did not have words with connotations when “things” move. Whilst walking my dogs this morning, my time for prayer and reflection into my day, I found myself speaking to myself. I labelled what was moving through me as “melancholic” and went on to reflect that this state of being is natural to me. But the word melancholic has associations such as depressed, sad (add your own words here…) I stopped in my tracks and thought, wait, this state I call melancholy is such a fruitful state for me! Its when I see things more clearly, its when I feel things more keenly, my senses far wider than usual.

This has once again made me reflect on the effectiveness of words really naming states we are in. I wish we had a world where these keen states of Being did not have associations and labels. I silently stood with the wind whipping around me, wide Mother beneath and around me, and really took this in. In this realisation a huge download of AHA occurred. ALL emotions serve me, everything that moves, shakes, me, serves me.

 I will challenge myself when I label an emotion as “this” or “that” from this moment forth. How about we all do this? How about you stepping into your day knowing deeply that you are made to feel, and that every state of being needs to be re looked at, for its true core and how it adds value to your life.