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The earth is soft enough for me
to walk with barely a sound and with each footfall I feel myspirit seep into the mud, its clay-blood energy shimmering about my boots and the rhythm
of my steps an invocation of joy.
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I can see nothing beyond but the light of my spirit guiding my way ahead – my path twisting and turning, visible no more than a couple of feet in front of me as glimmering leaves, like green clouds, shrouding me in Nature’s gown. As I walk, I am moving through the energy of the trees – my own freedom and exuberance increasing their jovial animation, with the tree spirits reaching towards me playfully, their nebulous limbs swaying through me.
They are whispering to me through their dancing bodies and I am being urged to respond and surrender to my own dance: to revel in my beauty and the love of my uniqueness, to be spirit-naked with a young ash tree as it dances in the wind, or to swirl with an old yew, its bark blood-red from the rain. Sinking playfully into the softness of the mud, dancing in the thunder with the pouring rain streaming and pounding on my warm skin, I am washed through with their ‘song’ and the scent of the mist-clad wood – the certainty of their laughter reverberating through me.
The air is musky and the draping elder flowers are heavy with rain, splattering my legs as I move towards my beloved beech; she beckons me closer – her bark wet and her limbs shiny and grey, yet so elegant – and I am skin to skin with her, my cheek against her heart and, tasting my soul through the beech’s embrace, I have become her, my toes as roots deep in the moist earth. Stretching my arms to embrace the sky, the sun peeps through an opening in the clouds, opening my soul, like a silver blade, to the light.
Within the poignancy of our touch, skin to skin, energy rising like sap and brewing like a storm to break into my song, I find myself vibrating at my unique signature note - pitched perfectly with a heavenly momentum to pour my soul into the rich loam of my life that pulls me forwards as the flowering of my expression.
As I explore these furthest reaches of our sensuality, I am learning to be me: my wild, untamed nature is becoming itself again in this unspoiled wilderness; exquisite beauty and freedom ripple through me as I wander and revel in this sensual moment of our souls’ interweavings – drinking in deeply our pure essence, we have become a temple of true nourishment and inspiration.
Moving out of the umbrageous covert of my mystical wood, I find myself spinning this scintillating energy into the rapture and rhythm of relationship with all around me – the plants that play on my path, the ramblers walking past, the cat that jumps out in front of me – and thus sprinkling the glittering sunlight of my soul in ecstasy upon the waiting canvas of my world.
And so this sublime samba overspills on into my Spirit Dancing sessions. Here I am with a fellow Spirit Dancer client/partner on the phone, tuning in to and feeling her with every pore of my being, my spirit poised like an eagle to hear the song building up from our communion; ethereally I move closer to her on silent wings, listening to my heart, listening to her heart, listening to our one heart as our song begins to make its presence known to me, thrumming through the drumbeat of my being – fully immersing myself in the song, we are submerging ourselves in the music of our making.
I begin to sing and tone – a channeling welling up within me as a heartfelt message from her soul to herself; I am surrendering to what wants to be heard, drawn from the spirit strings of the harp of our heart.
I am hearing the sounds from another world, the world of her belonging (which synchronistically, also seems to be the world of my belonging too!), drawing through cracks in the veil of the ethereal. I pause to feel more and see more with my inner sight, my spirit now dancing delightedly, like a languid flame curling, turning, stretching around me, stretching around us, every cell shimmering with the vibration of love.
In listening to my own song, I have heard her song and it is our own souls’ song mingling and intertwining in our hearts – it’s like the taste of warm honey passed between us in the sun-blessed kiss of the divine intimacy between lovers or between the artist and her muse, sealed in a sacred bond.
Concluding our enchanted encounter, I scatter these words of wonder upon her: “I am so deeply grateful to you, my dear Spirit Dancer, for this moment of intense communion – I am mesmerised and spellbound, and I am left with an indelible imprint of knowing the true me, as well as knowing the true you … and for that, I thank you with all my heart.”
And thank you for reading all this with me, dear friend! It is one way for me to share some of the amazing experiences I am having now and I am truly grateful for this opportunity to have shared it with you.
Would it surprise you to know that I would truly and deeply love to share some of this with you, to a level and in a way that is perfect for you, by inviting you to take the first steps towards having our own version of such a dance together?! And if you’re inspired too, we can so easily have a taster of how it will play out for you with one of my free introductory sessions. How would you like that? Would you like me to hold your hand to join me as you learn your first steps? It’s so easy and effortless – I feel we could have so much fun together. What do you think?
Like almost all who take up my offer, you may also be amazed by what happens in just our first hour together (again, no charge or obligation of course – it’s simply my pleasure and delight!) For example, here’s how Yve responded after our introductory session, her heart on fire with glee and gusto: “You reached out to me with a hand of Love and guidance, unlike any other therapist/healer I've ever known. The most stunning thing about having a free 'taster' session with you Leela is that I could literally feel the magic immediately opening in me, even during that first wonderful Skype session – I just cried and cried for joy!”
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Again, deepest appreciations for having had this opportunity to share my heart with you today.
With endless Love,
Leela
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