Driving in Neutral
Driving in neutral.
Thriving in ease.
Oh to do EXACTLY what I please....
First, I would choose...a sensual strip tease.
Oh to strip off heavy layers,
obsolete thoughts that weigh me down and make me frown.
Oh to feel my fingers
guiding shiny buttons through holes
in release of thick garments
made of wool.
Perfect clothing for a sheep
but not for me.
And to tug on noisy metal zippers
pulling down slowly and towards the Earth,
towards the precious Earth
where my precious feet
stand firmly on the ground.
Oh the joy of peeling off the extraneous.
What a relief to let that load fall away.
Fall away...fall away...fall away...beautifully to reveal the
bigger, fuller,
lighter, authentic me.
Driving in neutral.
Thriving in ease.
Oh here I am doing EXACTLY what I please.
So after that exhilarating sensual striptease,
my next choice is...a rhythmic, primal dance.
One that encompasses my whole gorgeous being.
Oh to really experience the delicious steps to this dance,
I must let them flow through me organically.
With a blindfold on, guided only by my heart,
I let go and let go and let go and let go MORE
to let the hot lava from within me
break free,
finding its way to the surface,
exploding outward through my limbs
to land somewhere new.
I rightly take up space.
Forward and back, side to side.
I boldly say hello with my body
to front corners,
back corners,
kissing the stars with my head top
while massaging the Earth with my feet.
Sometimes organized chaos drums the beat,
opening pockets of calm to center me.
This dance is led by something larger than just me,
that ethereal stuff our eyes cannot see.
Oh to fill up and empty myself with it.
Breath, I ever trust your cooperation
with my lungs, heart, bloodstream.
This is how a soul lives to dance on Earth.
Driving in neutral.
Thriving in ease.
Oh so enjoying EXACTLY what I please.
First, the stripping away.
Second, the dance.
Third, I choose.....surrender
in the dark of a moonless night.
Free from all pretense,
I lay flat and quiet in a field
to gaze upon the stars.
And from this place of surrender,
I simply receive.
I simply receive.
I simply let the goodness of the universe
fall into my illusive self,
the part of me that called for help.
Driving in neutral.
Thriving in ease.
Absorbing permission to BE exactly what I please.