Dear root: have some water. Be grounded and control your fear.
Expand, increase, spread.
Awed by the animal you keep inside: your instinct of survival,
I am. Exposing stability, security and stillness.
Dear sacral: establish your relationships
Explore what is there to create: artistry, vision, imagination, sensuality.
Astonished by the potential you hold inside: your instinct of survival,
I feel. Exposing enthusiasm, joy and creativity.
Dear navel: increase your power
Be confident enough to form an opinion, yours. Digest self-esteem. Apotheosize manifestation.
Dazzled by the power centre: your instinct of survival,
I can. Exposing growth, expansiveness and competence.
Dear heart: have some love
Give it, share it, and throw it to everything and everyone.
Pure love, true love: unconditional love. Only then, there is hope.
Forgiveness and compassion – meaningful interaction.
Amazed by the heart centre: your instinct of survival,
I love. Exposing circulation, passion and devotion.
Dear larynx: sing the melody
Of the self-expression song. Your song. Exchange ideas, give information, speak from Truth. Your truth.
Fascinated by the expression centre: your instinct of survival,
I speak. Exposing independence, fluent thought and inner voice.
Dear third eye: have some intuition
Stay still and relaxed, stay always open
Holding the power of mind, the genesis of visualization.
First acquaintance with psyche and wisdom:’’ how do you do! A pleasure to meet you. ’’
Overwhelmed by the perception centre: your instinct of survival,
I know. Exposing clarity, insight and concentration.
Dear crown: shinning at the top of the head
It takes a while to get there. But the view is splendid:
Violet flowers and valleys cover the central nervous system and the brain.
Inner wisdom and Unity.
Humbled by the spiritual centre: your instinct of survival,
I am. I understand. Exposing cosmic consciousness, enlightenment and beingness.
This is the temple of body. And I am the monk. The shaman.
I have always been a propagandist in my own land, both body and intellect.
No longer a missionary, a preacher, a follower, a protagonist, a shepherd, a sheep.
Let’s do this, together:
One: I learn how to walk… I get to know myself and my surroundings.
Two: I begin to experience. I laugh and cry
Three: I am getting stronger. I am a pain in the ass to Injustice and suffering. Beware!
Four: I am accepting. Giving – receiving. I am falling in love, for the first time, with a tree.
Five: I listen to the sound of my voice. I become a narrator of this fairy tale.
Six: I see for the first time. We are all so damn beautiful. There is no excuse, our potential lies deep within us, all.
Seven: I am here. I am everywhere and nowhere. I am all. A phantom.
I have finished. Let’s start all over…your turn, now
I am finished.
note: this post is dedicated to my friend Ηλίας (aka Loser) who will be an excellent chef one day