i am reclaiming uncertainty as mantra and meditation
a blank canvas of possibility stretching toward liberation and awaiting the art of our destinies
a generous fabric of possibility draped across the expanse of time and space inviting us to dream and breathe into it, trusting that the protection of possibility is far more resilient than the bondage of certainty
i am recovering this teacher and the myriad of others whose names I have been conditioned to fear, whose stories have been weaponized to bend me into compliance
whose language has been warped through the lens of deficit and lack
i am reclaiming uncertainty from contexts of harm and oppression which repeatedly displace burdens of neglect onto the language of uncertainty to divorce me from the context of possibility, dreaming, learning, resting and weaving spells and rituals with the medicine of uncertainty
i am reclaiming uncertainty whose medicines co-create portals of possibility and power vehicles of change
i reclaim uncertainty as companion, teacher and beloved
what does it feel, taste, smell and sound like to be held in the fabric of uncertainty? What levels of liberation and renewal do we miss if we only have the capacity to dream and exist within the confines of certainty?
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thank you @octaviaraheem for the prayer that is pause.rest.be I am still flat on my back belly up and heart open. thank you @connectwithshana for the sonic portal that helped deliver this rest revelation.
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