Claudia

earth

almaytierra@newsletter.paragraph.com (Claudia) — Sun, 26 Jun 2022 15:00:01 GMT

Happiness is extracted from banal moments and woven into experience. Happiness exists wherever it is chosen to be seen, felt. It lives in the world’s exquisiteness; in individual senses; in the depth of feeling; the grandeur of emotion; the simplicity of everyday and the realisation that everything means nothing, and the insignificant is paramount, all at once. Happiness lies everywhere or it can’t be found at all. That is the reason for which it sends no smoke signals, for we will open our doors to it when we are ready and no sooner. It comes willingly when the experiencer themselves is willing, to embrace their Now, to how their Present Moment embeds itself into their Being, their perception and the stories that they will tell themselves and others about this glorious or infamous Now. So, here, I know that happiness exists. So I choose to let its embrace into my feeling. To spread its wings through my spine and place me at the centre of this moment. Bliss lies not in the extraordinary, but in the everyday. Despair can be found in wonder; paradise can be sought in gloom.

water

almaytierra@newsletter.paragraph.com (Claudia) — Sun, 26 Jun 2022 14:54:13 GMT

My body welcomes me home and carefully readies me for another night amongst the stars. She prepares me for my return; places single, white blossoms across the forehead of my Heart, above my crown. Protecting me and reminding me that I am eternally supported. That I am not only loved but that I am Love; that Love is all that I Am. She gently takes my hand and places it in my own. Where I am going, I must carry myself, she says. Where we are headed, the path is clear but still unknown. Its clarity lies in its clairvoyance; its whisper of eternity; its tender promise of eternity rooted in intimate trust; its vast picture of eternity planted inside of my mind, that I already knew what the pathway to infinity looks like, mapped out and ready for me to take my place as I settle in to a seat of surrender, a corner of curiosity, to turn on the tap and let the water flow effortlessly. To watch the hand of the Universe pull me in and install me with knowledge past, ancient wisdom and free me of fleeting temperance. To show me a new door, to a Now which looks nothing like the one I see before me, yet which feels strangely familiar in its welcoming acceptance. For me, as I am. For all that is, as it is. Here, I not only wait, but I choose. I choose my guidance as another me chooses the door in-front, behind, in the far left corner. I choose my experience and it enlightens my view. Shows me possibility and I lean farther into capability. When my inner child comes to play with me, I will tell her that she is safe. I will assure her inconsolable heart that she is deserving of receiving all that she gives. When she steps cautiously into my dreams, I will invite her lovingly to make her own choices. I will tell her that I could see her trepidation. For I, too, was peeking from behind the curtain to watch her imagination bloom. And, as in her wonder-filled eyes, I could see it in my own. I could feel the sparkle that I saw light up her path; could smell the petals she laid before her as stepping-stones into her truth, closer to me. Could sense the anguish which she asked with lightness, a playfulness unique to who she is, yet one that hides a plethora of angst. But she is the one who can turn fear into curiosity; is the one who can give love when she feels closed in. She is the silhouette who can come out of her own shadow when she creates from her Spark, when she steps in to her own, shapeshifting mould, when she hugs her bears tightly because it brings her closer with herself.

I love her, so deeply.
I see her now, within me. Come forth, sweet one. I promise to always hold your hand while you show me the way.

fire

almaytierra@newsletter.paragraph.com (Claudia) — Thu, 02 Jun 2022 08:41:29 GMT

Imagine finding yourself in a situation so far removed from the illusion of your own control. So far away from where you thought you would be, and for reasons entirely different than you ever thought. To be thrust into such rapid change. That, you may be used to. But this feeling - of being unearthed when you were not yet ready; feeling like you haven’t moved naturally into novelty. Do you feel like the strangeness of seemingly coincidental life circumstances has befallen you; like you have been placed into circumstances uncomfortably close to home? Taken away from things, people and places, even ones that you are yet to meet and be a part of, that brought you no sense of comfort, yet in which you sought growth? Why would I be taken away from this? What if: Ego took over, and my intention took a backseat… While I was telling myself that I was growing, I was stagnating.

Hindsight is a blessing and a curse. A tool for self-awareness and a trap for the Ego to pull you under and wrap you into the entangled web of guilt, for actions and thought processes alone that you were not consciously able to see differently. Hindsight incites a new frame of consciousness - a bittersweet one. With what you know now, do you wish that things could have been different? With what you know now, do you wish that you could return to situations to which, at the time, you could not be fully present and authentic in, because you weren’t in touch with what you needed - from yourself to flourish in the ways that you deeply wanted to during those formative experiences? Regardless, Here you are. Regardless; fully. Because you choose to Be. Because you keep coming back to what Is. That whatever your emotional state; whatever circumstances have brought you into this place in which thoughts and triggers freely occur, you would still be Here.

I am meant to learn these lessons; I am meant to be in this place. Wherever I am I have the power to be my own guide. To live for myself and move myself through everything on my way. To guide myself towards a lighter place. A place where there is freedom to grow without being the one to hold myself back. Freedom for the wealth of opportunity that is awaiting me when I stop being the one to hold myself back. Freedom to understand that I deeply know how worthy I am without provocation. My roots outstretched and so far entrenched into the ground that holds me. The core that lifts me towards my passions which lie beyond the realm of doubt and fear. To an inborn place of unquestionable security, that nothing and no-one can touch this knowing. Realising that my self worth is; always has been; always will be: Unchanging. Irrespective of ANYTHING outside of myself. Independent of the actions of others. We are there to be the safety for others that we already are for ourselves because, in order to invite someone else in, we need to be there to welcome them in. To offer up our own space after ensuring first that it was ready for us to inhabit. Because, my dear, if you cannot be the safety net that you need - the warmth to hold and be held - then how on Earth can you place this expectation on another? The trauma that you have undergone; the noise that told you to look everywhere but within; that stripped you of your intuitive wisdom. That has shaped you; that can be held in gratitude. Blaming yourself in retrospect is easier. I understand.

But how badly do you want to heal?

To be the person that you already are - that can and will bear witness to the final closing of cycles that have perpetuated your downfalls and ruptured your self worth.   Welcome to the unlearning. To the opening up of cyclical wounds before their final closing.

Nothing is in vain and you no longer need to die trying.

air

almaytierra@newsletter.paragraph.com (Claudia) — Thu, 26 May 2022 14:01:50 GMT

As my Heart expands, my chest awakens and my lungs fill up with the air that they took their very first breath, I am reborn.

Reborn
into a new, loving state. One in which I am connected to my deeply unchanging Self worth at all times.
Throughout tribulations; obstacles; hurdles… Because they all lead to one, Divine, inevitable outcome:
Overcoming.
With a full heart, this process renders me unstoppable. Challenges, no matter their weight or gravity, teach me about the deep Truth of Who I Am. How to love myself in my actions as I am - because only in this state can I surrender to the ever-blowing wind and ride the wave that the Universe brings to my door. Only in a state of complete gratitude for where I am, how I am and the ways that I continue to show up for myself and my intentions, can I truly align with then frequency of Divine intelligence that transports me effortlessly, in this state of total acceptance, to where I need to be.

Being swept off of my sweet feet; hurled forcefully; tugged begrudgingly or placed gently. The means are dependent on my Present state of Consciousness - a reflection of my Resistance or willingness to flow.
  Grace is a choice that I can bring with me into life. Into the wilderness, I can marry my untamed nature with an ivory ease - so pure and tender, that the chaos cannot overrule her strength, but merely exist, as it is, in the midst of all that surrounds it.

  Chaos need not define one’s life circumstances; nor ought it be shunned and mistreated. Instead, it can exist as a beacon. A loving reminder that the energy of the Universe is not static; it is expansive and unruly and, though everything is a part of the Divine plan, uncertainty and recklessness is often at the very centre of that - leading the way.