Resend: 3/5/26 P-O-P (Spring)

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I got a message from one of us yesterday saying, “is, uh, the universe on LSD?”

And I replied: “Yes. ”

I think of this massive global awakening—that we are each experiencing in our own ways according to our own unique paths—like the bare-bones-trees the winter stripped. And now that spring is but moments away, new tufts of youthful green appear daily…new pink blossoms p-o-p. I see that and I think: that’s us. 

My email signature reads: 

“and then the day came where the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful 
than the risk it took to blossom.”—authorship debated 
 

These recent cosmic/consciousness—>planetary—>biological shifts over the last several weeks/months feel as if they did a near-total re-organization and rewiring of several systems including my immune system and central nervous system. I was in bed for a good two weeks, unable to go about my life/business as usual.  And i don’t know about you, but I’m seeing this happen to/for folks all around me. And in the silence and stillness that follow our life storms, it feels clear to me that we are being asked to reconsider how we are living. What needs altering? How can we live more closely to OUR authentic truths instead of the ones that influenced us early on? 

Our buddy Mr. Emerson says: 
“To be yourself in a world that is trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”

We are at the tail end of what has felt like a looong watery Piscean season and launching into the spring equinox. Expect more shifts. For some of us this will be smooth, others neutral, others still, exhilarating. And some of these twists and turns and shifts will feel painful and confusing. I experienced/am experiencing a combo platter. Yet for the super dark parts I reached out to literally FIVE old and new trusted friends/colleagues/professionals to help offer support. It’s been a lot, but I feel blessed that I continue to TRUST all processes right now. It won’t solve all of our angst by any means, but it does help. And so…
that’s the message I continue to get: TRUST this larger picture that is unfolding in your life, and trust with ACTION (aka: put your money where your mouth is, so to speak). 

Some parts of this awakening path require assistance, as the ground beneath our feet is just too treacherous to pass on our own. 

If this is you too: find the bright lights you know. The lovers. The ones who are charged and stable and offering their help. Take it. And dammit, this is way easier said than done. I continue to find it incredibly difficult to reach out for support due to all my old, dying-out, programming. If you too feel that fear/resistance, may you receive the courage you need to push through. Help is all around.

The most luminous of souls to walk this planet are being forged right now in our own times and ways (pop, pop, pop). May we keep remembering, knowing & TRUSTing that. And when we forget, which we will a thousand times, may we then remember again, moment by moment, a thousand times. 

With you in the unfolding, brutal & beautiful both,

Ek 

ps, see some of you soon:

TODAY, 3 PM FLOW, and…

also TODAY, 4:30 pm Flow & Chill at Flow Yoga North Loop (5501N Lamar Blvd) (Th March 19th)

(**always check Flow Yoga North Loop & Westgate online class schedules for last minute schedule changes. Also, last minute sub opportunities arrive throughout the week that I cover).

Because even the Word Obstacle is an Obstacle, Alison Luterman

Try to love everything that gets in your way:
The Chinese women in flowered bathing caps
murmuring together in Mandarin doing leg exercises in your lane
while you execute thirty-six furious laps,
one for every item on your to-do list.
The heavy-bellied man who goes thrashing through the water
like a horse with a harpoon stuck in its side and
whose breathless tsunamis rock you from your course.
Teachers all. Learn to be small
and swim past obstacles like a minnow,
without grudges or memory. Dart
toward your goal, sperm to egg. Thinking, Obstacle,
is another obstacle. Try to love the teenage girl
lounging against the ladder, showing off her new tattoo:
Cette vie est la mienne, This life is mine,
in thick blue-black letters on her ivory instep.
Be glad she’ll have that to look at the rest of her life, and
keep going. Swim by an uncle
in the lane next to yours who is teaching his nephew
how to hold his breath underwater,
even though kids aren’t supposed
to be in the pool at this hour. Someday,
years from now, this boy
who is kicking and flailing in the exact place
you want to touch and turn
may be a young man at a wedding on a boat,
raising his champagne glass in a toast
when a huge wave hits, washing everyone overboard.
He’ll come up coughing and spitting like he is now,
but he’ll come up like a cork,
alive. So your moment
of impatience must bow in service to the larger story,
because if something is in your way, it is
going your way, the way
of all beings: toward darkness, toward light.