Poetry. Moonology. Mystics. EMPTY with the Gibbous Moon. The sages call for distance.
Separation for clear vision. Space to glean perspective. Distance, distance, distance yourself. Without bitterness or resistance. Just to gaze awhile, softly releasing and reflective. Just to stand a pace away to see the broader view—the emotional fluctuations and the vast miracle that surrounds you. The wild, wild miracle of being as it surges from the stars above...from the soils below. Distance your self from the spectacle; empty, empty, letting go—because space makes the heart grow fonder. Empty with the Gibbous Moon. The mystics call for distance. Distance breeds desire, they say. Desire to be near. Passionate longing to know—to see, to touch, to hear. Just to stand a pace away. To realize (to remember): YOU BELONG HERE.
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About The AuthorR.R. Shakti, PhD
Founding teacher of Inner Power Yoga®, Shakti is a Contemplative Mythologist, ritual facilitator, and writer who presents a Tantrik approach to personal empowerment and social action. Through contemplative story-telling and mind/body practices, she offers a vision of deep peace and radical freedom. CategoriesPSYCHE + SOUL
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