form/less/ness

Form, formless, and formlessness.

Our bodies (form) express the formlessness of our mind, heart, and soul.

If we hold back words, movement, and suppress the unique expression of ourselves, our energy body eventually weaves unease, illness and/or dis-ease.

Just as the form and formlessness of ocean droplets become form and formlessness of skies and shapeshifting clouds, so too our bodies change state and bring life to the resonations beneath.

Our body expresses our soul, and talks the words of our heart.

When we die, all this form, and opportunity for expression will be lost. Forever.

We will float formless in is-ness.

People wander through life in a bubble, almost cottoned by imaginary clingfilm, holding back expression. So much unsaid. As if life is a rehearsal. We have all the time.

The lessons on the (theoretical) mat are never ending - one precious glimmer is how to achieve the art of consciousness. The preciousness of breath, being, doing, saying, and trusting the formlessness. Crafting ether into form.

That’s the greatest gift.

Like the rise and fall of breath, nature balances form and formless in is-ness. Until our last moment. When we dissolve. And leave it all behind.

Wonder.

Light.

So, play.