I'm Back!

Wow~~It has been a long time since I've even had a moment to strongly consider writing here. It has now come into my awareness that this is a great resource and I'm gonna participate in sharing through this medium more and more.
Thank you for your patience if you've been following, and if you are new here with me, then Welcome! I welcome you, as I welcome myself back.....
It is Seattle. In the Winter. December 1st. As I type those words I suddenly feel the anchor of time, place, and feeling. I am here. Breath. Ok~
How are you? I do wanna know. I realize that this way of communicating (through blog, internet, etc.) can actually be....Intimate.
Did she just say that?! Yes!
So, how are you? Or, Look, how you are!
Even though we are not face to face (let's get past the illusion of separation) we are here together. We can share.
I'll start....
I suppose the best word that comes to mind right now is Anticipatory. I feel like I am anticipating a lot in my life right now.
So much is happening! So much potential in every interaction it seems.
I just moved this last summer to a new place. I live on an Island in Washington called Vashon. I am surrounded by trees, water, and sky. It is quiet.
I live in essentially a one room cabin/studio near friends and am adapting to the simplicity of it all--and of course the certain particularity that living on an Island brings.
The city use to be such a corner stone of my existence. Now, if I wanna go to the city, I gotta get on a boat.
I love it. There's a sense of escape....and sometimes a romantic sense as well.
When I'm tired of the "city vibe" dashing to meet the ferry feels like embracing a friend who's main objective is getting you the hell outta there and taking you home to familiarity and home.
When the city has been good to me and met me with low-key sweetness, sometimes getting on the ferry feels like a too soon farewell from the moments that have transpired among the communities and places I love so much there.
But always, I am at peace when I arrive onto the boat and lean over the edge of the balcony and watch home get closer and closer lulled by the waves and seagull songs.
Life feels connected more somehow by the contrast of where I live and where I go to sometimes work and be with loved ones.
I am blessed.
It is a joy to explore life and all the art that pours through it effortlessly.
So, what about you?

Love,
Satori

divEYEn

I sit in amazement after sharing a session with a new
client today realizing how much I learned from holding
a space for them....

That's just it...beyond Ego, personality, and story, we are
all together here and now sharing this reality for and with
one another.

This knowing dissolves the hierarchical illusion and brings
such peace to my heart.

Also realizing this week that it is so much more ease-full to
be in the experience of your life *not thinking* and letting the
mind run the situation...but rather to stay fully in the body as
a being of observation and participation...experiencing brings forth
an experience of natural non-attachment and a direct link to
compassion.

Being in the space of the bodymind we are Here, not separate,
and connected to our Heart.

Thank you to all the experiences and hu-man's that co-created these
learnings/rememberings with me this week.

I send my love to all this weekend---Let's celebrate the Sun and
take care of each other as we progress forward~

Satori Laurel

Finding (y)ourself

you wish to find yourself, so you look....
you look in the dark places, you look in the light...
you look in the deep places, you look during high flight...
you look in the clearest mirrors, you look through a puddle of mud and stone...
you look like a maiden sprightly and new, you look like a wise old crone...

I looked in the valley alone and free to roam
I looked on the mountain so far away from home
I looked at sea, no island in sight
I looked and wept into the vastness of still night

we looked as the the sun rose
we looked as it set
we looked betwixt and between in the dusk silhouette

in all the looking, finding was not found
what I started out looking for was as rigid as the ground...

I was in the tear that fell from the eye
I was in the sunset that brought forth long open sigh
I was in the dust that covered traveling feet
I was in the ripe fruit reached for in the tree
I was in the seedpod in the valley found
I was the wind dancing and the whoooshing sound

there is no separation, really between you and me
if we can all find each other we open this reality
a possibility is inherent in this humble rhyme

let's remember we are connected in this space, in this time...

Creation

Creation begins in a moment.

It only takes an intention to begin a story.....

and it begins here.

This is my blog, welcome.

I am excited to play in this communication continuum.

See you soon....

Lovevolves~

www.satorilaurel.com