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Shaken and Stirred

It has been a big week here. One I have no desire to do again. Nor do I want to go into details with you now. But let’s just say it’s been raw. Real. Unexpected. And very scary at times.

And for that reason it is also precious. It has broken me open…not that I felt like I particularly wanted or needed any breaking after the summer. But the Universe it seems has its ways and means.

I find writing about big personal stuff hard. And I also find it healing. It takes enormous courage to do when all I want to do is hide and hurt in private…and yet I know it shifts my own understanding, and helps those who read it… I realised as I sat to write it that the details of any situation fade into a blur, when one focuses on the bigger picture: so that is what I am doing in this post.

Alisa Starkweather said something very special to me this summer: to stand in your vulnerability with another is a precious gift.

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So here I am. Shaken and stirred. But turning up.

As my dear wise friend Tracy observed, as I explained how everything was unfolding: In the end we are all just energy. And this week I have been energetically shaken and shifted in so may ways.

And so it was this week for me…

Orgasms

Tears

Car crash

Tension

Excitement

Emptiness

Laughter

Money

Words

Travel plans

All in flow. All seeming to be less solid than I previously thought.

Shaking. Lots of shaking. From fear, from emotional shock, from pleasure, from physical shock, from exhaustion, from desire, from cold, from sadness.

The body shakes and quakes as it is broken open. As our shells are smashed. As our control is loosened.

There come times – big and small – in our lives that the reality that we think we know can be completely altered in a moment with a word, an action. And so, we have to learn, again and again, that the most comfortable way, the most fulfilling way, the most realistic way to live is in flow, in flow with everything around us. To be in flow is to be vulnerable, to be creative, to be willing to change and be changed, to be endlessly in process. To find our balance in the midst of the dynamic flow and keep open and care deeply for ourselves in the process.

We are all just energy. It is all just energy.

These are not just trite words. They are truth.

However big it feels. However scary. We are just consciousness…experiencing energy.

Expanding, contracting, the pulse of life in our veins, the pulse of the womb giving birth, the genitals in orgasm, the throb of becoming and unbecoming. This is life.

Energy is always in a state of flux. ever-changing, constantly shifting and becoming.  That is its nature.

Whilst our human nature likes to feel safe and in control, masters of our own destinies. Not small and vulnerable.

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When the carpet is pulled from us. When things lose their solidity, when we lose our grip on reality, on containing and controlling the individual forms that we give names to: people, things… We see that it is all just energy. Where we come from, where we’re going, who and what we are and are experiencing right now.

When we are knocked off course by life we see how far we have come…and how much we still have to learn.

And all we can do is be open. And try to be loving and grateful and in complete awe as it shifts around us, as we find the brakes don’t work. As we experience impact. As we pick up the pieces afterwards. And try to create something new and beautiful from it.

So if you’re there too. If you are being shaken and stirred. I feel you. I know. I am holding space for you and me both.

Let life break us open. It is scary. But it is the only way.

 

PS

Thank you to two very wise women who I am lucky to know for sharing the quotes with me –Veronika Robinson and Nicole Schwab .

And to Rassouli for the art… you paint pictures I wish came from my brush and speak to my soul.

  1. Julian Gordon
    Julian Gordon11-28-2014

    Hi Lucy,

    Thank you for putting yourself out there. I encountered your post through a fb sharing, of course. And it looks lovely. But upon reading it, you say “I find writing about big personal stuff hard”, but the whole piece is very impersonal. It is lofty, and has many lovely words and phrases in it, but it is somewhat removed, for me as a reader. I do not feel your experience except in a general wave of emotional energy.

    I think for me it would be far more impactful if I could relate to what actually happened and if you shared the specifics of your situation – that would be true vulnerability.

    Anyways, you seem to be a really lovely and kind lady and I wish you all the very best and much blessings, happiness, experiences and growth on this lovely path that you have chosen.

    In Love and Blessings,
    Julian.

    • lucyhpearce
      lucyhpearce11-28-2014

      Thank you Julian, that is because I have a public life, and a private life, and I need to keep some details of my life private for myself and those that share my life. So vague is all I can be about certain things. And those are them.

  2. Paula Cleary
    Paula Cleary11-28-2014

    Julian, I think your response to this is really rather rude. There are just some things that really are too personal to share. Too raw. Things that may involve other people – other people who have a right to privacy, in spite of Lucy’s openness.
    What gives you the right to know every last detail?
    Isn’t it enough that the woman has expressed a place she is in?
    You are arguing for a fine art piece when Lucy has painted an abstract painting of her experience. If you are looking for minutae, for photographic detail, I would lookperhaps to some trashy magazine, if you are concenrned with knowing every intimate detail of someone’s life…. sheesh….

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