What does it mean to reclaim the mystery embedded within our blood and within our bones?
What does it mean to remember the manifest beauty of the human soul riding the wave of breath through every human life?
What does it mean to reconnect to the infinite nature of the human spirit within the sacred geometry of our divine genetic codes?
These experiences are the birthright of every human soul.
They begin with the most fundamental understanding that our flesh and bones, blood and viscera, and the very DNA from which we spring, are an emanation of spirit.
We are formed from the sacred templates born of her ethers. We are built from the vital energy born of her force.
The ascetic path, or the path of monkhood, is a very particular path. Most human begins were not meant to follow this path. Most of us are householders, living in the world of relation to family and community, to children and to elders.
The rejection of the temple of the sacred body through spiritual practices meant for ascetics has caused enormous confusion and total misdirection, giving countless human beings the permission to completely disassociate from their physical life. Through this incredible misunderstanding, these same people move further and further away from the divine instrument of the body as an expression of soul force. This divorce from the human form is a divorce from felt wisdom and intuition, deep sentience, and embodied awareness.
It is a divorce from nature herself, and the living spirit moving through all sentient life.
We have witnessed a culmination of this divorce these last years, where no matter what evidence was placed on a golden plate before us, most human beings were largely incapable of sensing the truth.
The disassociation was so powerful that nothing could sway a mind and a heart so closed to reason. The truth is that we have been lied to, over and over and over again.
All that was truly needed was a connection into the wisdom body - which is a connection into the feeling of truth itself. This connection has been severed for too many, long, long ago.
When we dare to bring soul into body fully and begin to reclaim our ancestral heritage and power through increasingly living an embodied life, we cannot help but feel the voice of spirit singing through our bones.
We cannot help but feel her majesty, the mystery, the splendor, and the incredible beauty reverberating through every human form. We cannot help but sense the truth. Our atoms are alive with her wisdom, which is the very same wisdom that radiates light from the farthest galaxy.
Her miraculous spirit animates all nature, giving coherence to the vital force pulsating through all organic structures of life.
I invite you into the temple of your own sacred form.
I invite you to feel the wisdom pulsing in your blood, the knowing in your gut, the pure awareness in the wave of your breath.
I invite you into the ecstatic temple dance of the sacred body, the dance that was forgotten, the dance that was forsaken, the dance that rises, nevertheless, once again.
Thousands of years in exile, yet she is still here.
