The Ebb and the Flow… This is something that’s an ongoing lesson for me – learning to embrace the ebb and flow of things; of my emotions, my muse, my energy levels, my voice. My teachers are the seasons, the Moon and her cycles, the waves that break on the shore, the pull of the tide. During the last super moon, I stood on the grass in our back garden, in the silver-brushed dark, and did some yoga stretching and balancing, up and down and in and out. The moon was glorious, full and bright and night was holding sway, but just around the corner, was the promise of a new day. Sometimes, I feel a deep, reverberating connection with all of this – with the Ebb and Flow of all things – and I feel that I’m touching on something bigger, deeper and more wonderful than the sum of all its parts… Sometimes, I don’t feel it at all, but that’s part of what I’m learning: The Ebb, as much as the Flow, is part of the connection and, even when I don’t feel it, it’s no less there...
Women's Spiritual Poetry