dancing the crest of the wave

I am inspired by so much.. today it is pouring through me as the sunshine streaming through the window and steaming the early morning's frosty grass... I'm steaming too!

is it a dilemma to be so inspired? sometimes...

like today.. I am called to so much.. so much I'm still sitting here in my dressing gown.. the morning shower has subsided under the calling to go visit my babies in the greenhouse...spinach emerging, tiny specs of green peeping through the soil.. such a thrill to see life birthing the potential of juicy salads.. mmmm! now I am inspired to write of inspiration.. still attired in pink fluffy dressing gown.. bathing in the morning sunlight.. with a steaming good cup of yummy Black Adder tea by my side..

can inspiration be too much? this is my question this morning as I feel myself called in so many directions.. there is a dance in my veins that is pure life flow surging.. like the waves on the ocean it is incessant....pulled up from the deep and pouring its vibrancy onto the shores of this life.. I am sleeping less and less .. yet still it seems there is not enough time for everything that is calling... yes, everything is calling... I see that is what is calling me deeply.. that everything is calling - calling to be given life through this one... human being.. woman.. mind, body, soul and this One... humanity

this morning this calling is an explosion and implosion.. I feel I could burst and end up splattered all over the planet.. could be messy! yet in this fire there is another more subtle thread.. it is a pulling in.. into the deep silence.. and as that awareness dawns.. there is a more quieted place of vibrant tension.. every cell in the body pulsing like a star..

is this ecstatic inspiration too much for a human body? it feels it but clearly it's not.. for it's happening.. the Mystery of the day and what will birth is enticing..so thrilling... for all ideas of what it holds are shattered in this place.. I am riding the impulse.. dancing the crest of the wave.. consciousness surfing creation and source...intangibility becoming form.. wow!