Feels Like Magic

There is a space that I sometimes occupy where everything feels easy, as if I am in a flow of abundance of energy and ideas.  

Elizabeth Gilbert talks about just that when she tells the story of the poet Ruth Stone in her 2009 Ted Talk (transcribed in part here):

“As [Stone] was growing up in rural Virginia, she would be out, working in the fields and she would feel and hear a poem coming at her from over the landscape. It was like a thunderous train of air and it would come barreling down at her over the landscape. And when she felt it coming…cause it would shake the earth under her feet, she knew she had only one thing to do at that point. That was to, in her words, run like hell to the house as she would be chased by this poem. The whole deal was that she had to get to a piece of paper fast enough so that when it thundered through her, she could collect it and grab it on the page. Other times she wouldn’t be fast enough, so she would be running and running, and she wouldn’t get to the house, and the poem would barrel through her and she would miss it, and it would continue on across the landscape looking for ‘another poet’. And then there were these times, there were moments where she would almost miss it. She is running to the house and is looking for the paper and the poem passes through her. She grabs a pencil just as it’s going through her and she would reach out with her other hand and she would catch it. She would catch the poem by its tail and she would pull it backwards into her body as she was transcribing on the page. In those instances, the poem would come up on the page perfect and intact, but backwards, from the last word to the first.“
It gives me the chills.

Sometimes, I’ll get these ideas and they warm my insides and sunbursts are going off all over my body. There is a vibrant energy that feels like alive-ness and it is so powerful. In the moment, it feels like it could energize my whole path- light up the entire rest of my life- it is so glowy and faceted! Poetry isn't my outcome, but that wave- what Stone called the "thunderous train of air" when I can sense it coming and jump on, it carries me further than any hustle I've ever been able to conjure.

When I capture it- the idea or movement- by writing it down, making that call, doing the dishes or play a song 6 times in a row and singing really loud- whatever the action that matches the inspiration- something is created.  This is what expansion feels like- taking a seed/inspiration and letting it move, grow. It feels effortless and energizing. It feels like magic.

So today, I am listening to my tugs my intuition my soul. Allowing it to become. This writing- right now- this is me capturing inspired action. I am stepping into the flow of the universe by being receptive to my deeper knowing, and from here, creating. Action that is charged and filled with a momentum that seems to be generated by not just me.

The more I tap into that receptive mode the more frequently I can hear the inspiration and act on it.  So for now, I am honoring the inspiration when it comes and capture it as often as I can. I am going to do this because it makes me feel alive when I do!