One morning during shavasana, while still in Costa Rica, I ended the class with a visualization. The visualization was about becoming the element water. As water, I guided the group into becoming a flowing river. The flowing river was alive and well aware of its tumultuous journey, aware of the enormous boulders made smooth by the power of water to wear away stone. The river flowed fearlessly forward, aware of other rivers snaking and tumbling through forests and meadows. The rivers became the veins of the earth, essential to life. My visualization described how other rivers were also striking their own unique course and how eventually the various rivers would meet up in the vast waters of the ocean.
After shavasana, I learned that Sarah Tsagris, one of the retreat participants, had created a piece of writing along the same lines the night before! Her body of water was a waterfall. Her writing is beautiful and she gave me permission to share it on my blog. Below is her writing. This is my first time to have a guest writer appear on my blog. I’ll also add more photos from our fabulous time in Costa Rica. Slideshow of the retreat is at the bottom of this blog post.
The Waterfall by Sarah Tsagris
As the molecules of water flow down the waterfall, what must they be thinking?
Maybe they started deep within Mother Earth and were birthed gently by the spring into the river? Maybe they began as cloud vapor and huddled together as a raindrop falling hundreds of feet to moisten the earth before finding the stream? Maybe they crystallized into snowflakes and drifted gently towards the Earth.
Once in the river, the molecules flow along together. Maybe their path is calm, maybe it is turbulent, maybe they get frozen at times, maybe, at other times, they are assaulted by chemicals or pollution. Whatever path they encounter, they will eventually flow down the river.
What must they be thinking the moments before they enter the waterfall? They can hear the roaring water but they cannot see what is coming next. They can sense the anxiety of the surrounding molecules. They cannot turn back. There is no other way to go but downstream. They must surrender to the flow of the river, the flow of life.
As they flow over the edge, they must feel as a child feels going down a slide for the first time: scared, exhilarated, and energized. As the water molecules bounce and cascade down the rocks, maybe they lose their direction, maybe they make contact with the rocks, maybe they have a free fall, or maybe they glide effortlessly down the falls. Finally, they land in the refreshing pool at the bottom of the falls. They regroup, breathe, and look back at where they came with pride and thankfulness.
Their journey does not stop there. It is a never ending cycle. They will head back into the river with more confidence. This time they know with all their being that they are doing what nature intended. They know they can just BE and THAT is enough. They must surrender to their fate and find faith, trust and fearlessness. They need not exist with uncertainty and anxiety. Eventually they will burrow back into the earth or vaporize into the air and the cycle will repeat itself.
And below is the link to the slideshow I put together from our fabulous week in Costa Rica!
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Oh my gosh!!! This post is so amazingly appropriate! I’m writing book 4 of the Lindie Lou Adventure Series.. I’m describing a tree whose branches become streets and the leaves the people who live there. I thought my plot too esoterical until I read this blog. Thank you for your beautiful inspiring words
Oh my gosh!!! This post is so amazingly appropriate! I’m writing book 4 of the Lindie Lou Adventure Series.. I’m describing a tree whose branches become streets and the leaves the people who live there. I thought my plot too esoterical until I read this blog. Thank you for your beautiful inspiring words!
Thank you! I like your idea of giving a different kind of life to your trees. Your young readers will love the image.