Spirit fingers spiral up
towards the divine
vision of eternity,
as foot roots weave deep,
grounding into this present
moment of unfolding.
In this now, I
become a channel
of divine love blossoming
sweet petals
cradling the seeds
of awkening.
Sketch and Poem by
Suzette Winona Summers©
While I learned a great deal from practicing meditation, visioning, and various levels of seeing beyond my eyes, I realized I was still missing something. Slowly, I began to realize that "spiritual maturity" was not meant to be a selfish focus in order to transcend worldly existence. Slowly, I began to awaken to the importance and sacredness of my humanity, and realize the importance of grounding the wisdom and freedom I was gaining into the earth plane.
Throughout my life I have had to work to "stay in my body." I know some of you know what I mean, but for some the body is a very natural place to exist. I tend to gravitate to my head; grounding into my body takes work and focus.
What does grounding look like to me? It means taking actions, connecting with others, using my body in exercise, gardening, yoga. It means painting out my visions. I have found that grounding is vital to a balanced existence. It is from this place of groundedness that we are able to reach out more fully into our visions, bringing those visions back into the physical as gifts to the world.
I know little about buddhism, but for some reason this reminds me of the bodhisattva who strives for enlightenment, but remains in the earth plane in order that all sentient beings will find enlightenment. Do not misunderstand me; I am not claiming that level wisdom, but I am claiming the compassion to live fully for the good of all humanity.
Similar to the bodhisattva ideal, I stretch towards the divine in order to gain visions and direction, while simultaneously maintaining and translating my realizations into tangible realizations. I surrender to being a channel. Sometimes I struggle, and slam head first into the concrete crying and wrestling with my self. Sometimes I get lost in the ether. I continue to practice.
And regardless of my "failures" or "successes," by maintaining an intention of being a translating channel between visions and actions, I manifest my highest calling: living fully. And this is the place where I blossom sweetly.