A Symphony of Energy

Spontaneously throughout the Summit for Human Potential Realisation, a Symphony of Energy has come into being. Not once. Not twice. Many times. All Symphonies totally unique, never to be repeated again.

Someone starts to hum. Or sing. Or ding a spoon against a glass. A clap of hands, the stomp of a foot. One by one, souls join in. Adding their own tune, tone, rhythm, movement to the symphony. Expanding it. Turning it into something more, something else. Transforming it. Enriching it. There are no rights or wrong, there just is, what is. Nothing more. Nothing else. And yet, in the moment of collective cocreation of a Symphony of Energy, there is everything. The entire universe condenses into the space opening up to it, held within the dancing humming singing clapping energy, like a group of young children happily bouncing about on a flowering field in summer, laughing, skipping, doing cart-wheels and clapping hands, peals of laughter and excited shouts of joy filling the air waves.

Sorry, too busy living, no time to pose for you.

”Sorry, too busy living life to pose for you, and by the way I see my friend over there!”, said the Peacock, dancing away on the castle grounds.

It’s one of the strongest sensations I bring with me as I head home after the close of the summit, this amazing feeling of co-creating a symphony of energy together with others. Amazing.

All made possible out of the generosity and willingness of individuals to surrender, collectively, to what wants to happen, in the here and the now. To dance and play, to live, to love, to be.

I’m sitting here writing this, remembering, feeling the Symphony of Energy within me, the memory resided in me, fully, in Body, Mind and Soul alike. Tears well up in my eyes, gratitude pulses through me. The feeling that comes to me, strongly, enforcing its message, shouting out loud, proud and happy.

The massage is clear. As I take it in, I know it to be true, and my gratitude multiplies:

I live.

Dance through life

During a coaching session last week with my coach, she said:

Dance with whatever knocks at your door.

It’s a phrase someone had told her once, I believe, and it hit me hard. In a good way, I might add.

The way I see it, I don’t control what comes knocking on my door. Chance, fate, serendipity, accident, coincidence…. whatever you want to call it, I don’t have control over it. But I can chose to dance with it, whatever it is. That’s a choice I have. It might not be my preferred dance partner, it might not be the dance of my choice, but regardless of that, I can dance with it.

dance with whateverI get to dance.

That’s what I realized during that coaching session.
I get to dance. With whatever comes knocking at my door. And I love to dance. I really really love it, so thinking about life in this way, that I get to dance with whatever comes knocking on my door, makes me all tingly inside. I can dance through life!

Life doesn’t get much better than that, does it?