SEEDS OF INTENTION

“The seed cannot know what is going to happen, the seed has never known the flower. And the seed cannot even believe that he has the potentiality to become a beautiful flower. Long is the journey, and it is always safer not to go on that journey because unknown is the path, nothing is guaranteed---

Thousand and one are the hazards of the journey, many are the pitfalls – but the seed tries, it makes an effort; it drops the hard shell which is its security, it starts moving---
The sprout starts towards the unknown, towards the sun, towards the source of light, not knowing where, not knowing why-- 
a dream possesses the seed and the seed moves.”
Osho 

It's a time of betwixt and betweenness. Here in Bouldertown, it was 74 degrees on Sunday, and 20 with snow on Monday. I had spring fever this weekend, and the winter doldrums this week.

Imbolc is the celebration of the halfway point between winter and spring, and Boulder's weather has my body with one foot in each. And it has me thinking about the seeds I'm planting.

I enjoy setting intentions and having clear directions to move towards. I like taking responsibility for my life and how I respond and react. I like finding new ways to do hard things, and developing a deeper relationship with myself and my capacity.

And I'm painfully of aware of how quickly this can become a self-help fix-it project for me.

What's the dance between having clear intentions and directions I want to move in, and becoming a chronic "working on myself" kind of person?

The answer is: I don't know.

I do feel like it's a dance though. Sometimes it is furious and wild, sometimes it's graceful and full of ease. Effortless even. There are moments when I am truly in it, feeling my feelings and offering them up, taking time to rewrite my habitual patterns and relate to my inner-child and her old wounds. And there are moments where I want to relax the work and stare out the window and watch the snow fall, or lie on the ground and just BE while the breeze choreographs the clouds. 

I offer you the playlist below and let your dance show you the way of balance, between planting and being. And I'd love to hear how you work with this paradox in your own life!
Happy Imbolc- may your seeds come to fruition and your relaxation be plentiful!