September; Slipsliding into a different shape

​I've been procrastinating on writing this monthly musing. Simply because the energies and experiences that September has invited into do not yet have one clear 'tone', which would translate into a specific shape and form. Clarity. There is as yet no 'this is the way', showing me the steps to take, the path to walk.

When September started, the opening into a different vibration, a different space was so tangible. A feeling of being able to spread my wings and move in a way that felt so... I'm searching for the word... almost orgasmic. Like the very air touching my skin was saying 'the descent into darkness and stillness and formlessness within this cycle has ended and this space (and energy and consciousness) is completely new, with new information in the spaces between to caress you, to invite you, to carry you into new heights. 

And so it was. And yes, so it is. AND the reverberations of formlessness still ripple out into my world, ensuring that stillness remains in some ares. A timeless waiting for the form to fully reveal itself. A remnant of a sense of standing on the precipice, breathing not quite in the dark but not yet in the light either. 

An AND AND, not an either or, which I have found to be one of the principles of so much of our lives. We are incredible majestic beings of infinite splendor AND we are fragile vulnerable human beings living our sometimes very messy moments in the best ways we know how.  
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One of the ways that the newness of September has shown itself in my life thus far is that time is again unfolding within a rhythm of rapid beats. Gone are the days of being cocooned within my home, my bed, listening to the silence. The invitation of the energies is to go out and play. To laugh and enjoy and live and love and allow myself to be filled up by the utter delectableness of life. There have been late summer swims in still warm water, hikes up hills under the moonlight, concerts and movies and gardens to visit. Flights to book, people to meet, dreams to turn into reality. Time is no longer a slow dance but rather inviting some rock and roll moves! 
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One of the most exquisite immersions that I have had recently was at Paul Simon's farewell concert, which happened to be 3 minutes away from my house, in a beautiful outdoor amphitheater. We sat outside on the hills, underneath the moon and stars and listened to, or rather, partook in what is thus far my most sublime concert experience. 
He was MASTERFUL. In both musical spirt and soul. There was presence and potency and an understanding of how to transport us all into a different space of possibility. 
I feel transformed by the experience as I remember dancing with the sweat pouring down my sweet body, crying with tears feeling like holy water. 
I am uplifted. Transformed. In the sheer awe and bliss and love of life. So full of gratitude for this man. Great King, Live Forever.

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​May the newness of September wrap itself around you and bring you ease and laughter and joy and love and everything good in life.