Steep.Wait.Soak.
“Snowflakes, though at a glance beautiful as flowers, vanish when touched by the hand.”
Thinley Norbu Rinpoche
Dear Friends,
A video hello to you!
I’m housesitting in the mountains this week, it’s lovely.
Enjoy the blog story along with a poem you can listen
to below.
Gifts and Offerings:
New: How to just start a yoga and meditation practice!?
Poetry I’m reading:
The Gift
The Soul in Love
Enjoy some music:
Here is a surprise, listen to these lyrics, who would have known!
Offerings:
• Work with me 1:1 for empowerment and clarity
• Yoga and meditation, let me support you directly
• Dreams and sleep support: 1:1
All the best!
Love, Cheyenne
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The story blog and poem;
peace is in the pause
peace is in the steep
peace is in the wait
peace is in impatience
peace is in annoyance
peace is in the soak
Winter mountains surround me as I have the opportunity to tend to 3 dogs (+a visitor dog), a cat, and 6 chickens this week via a house sitting gig. I’m nestled beside a meandering river and a railroad cutting through the beautiful Montana landscape. I find myself immersed in nature, caring for animals, and embracing the peacefulness beneath snow-laden skies. From the vantage point of a hot tub, I'm treated to a breathtaking view of the starry night sky.
On the first day here, I brew a cup of tea and ponder its steeping process for the best outcome. It reminds me of taking the time for self-care, the slow paced immersion and benefits of sitting quietly and meditating in the morning hours, enjoying the long hold of a yoga posture, or taking a long walk in nature. Steeping in all of it, savoring, and what it all does for the mind and body—oh so good.
As I enjoy settling in, I momentarily feel a tinge of annoyance amidst the occasional passing of trains along the mountain side. I steep into that annoyance and allow the energy in my body to just be as it is, I am drawn into nostalgia and comfort and out comes this poem—it’s long like a train, can you pause to breathe, relax or listen until the end? Audio version here.
sound of the wheels shriek
weight. wait.
—heaviness of the train cars
solid and familiar
middle of the night comfort
steadiness
something familiar
it’s the weight of it
the strength
—strong hold
captured by this
heart shines in its moving power
comfort of its sound
there it is—
it takes one through the past, start to now…
things are here
what is it that stays?
when things go?
there it goes
it seems to pull one down a line…
a simultaneous reference of the past and present
but all at once
it starts as a child until now,
—with the fountain over flowing
the foundation of it all
the wonder and delight
it takes us to places we’ve had to wait…
to be patient
sometimes feeling annoyed by its passing
things passing and changing
and by my own waiting
an inconvience
a teacher of patience
that there is more
—it’s always going somewhere
taking something somewhere
and yet there it is,
giving
I hear it ring in my ears
three times
once more
what is that thing of three?
mind.
body.
voice.
its call is three times
in the night
In the distance
but here…
it calls out it’s presence
impermanence
swift and sure
I am reminded
and my heart feels a tinge of pain
pain in it all as all
comfort in all
joy in all too
I am here,
you are here
we all are…
the steadiness like the mountain,
the forest
—held by the tracks
close along the flowing river
ebb and flow
it pulls the heart and wraps it in comfort
it pulls from beginnings through all that has crossed
every alert
the sound strikes a familiar rung like a pattern
the wheels turn
..hit the rail
round and round
steady, steady
human study
—a line that threads through one’s life
eternal
and the essence not changing
it’s just there
one train
just one.
set as a jewel
steadiness
one time driving you through the years, so it seems
—wait for the train
settle and soften
in an openness
setting aside your ways
the patterns
nothing has changed and everything is changing
coming and going
along that familiar track
it’s loud and clear
a steady line echoes through
sound in your ear
unwavering strength
unwavering power
unwavering intent
it’s a line,
warmth
in the distance
it’s like it fades
no longer is it heard
some to feel confused
yet listen
listen closely,
it is felt steady within
one pervasive line
through and through
never broken
timeless in essence
that train.
magical and pure
—not nostalgic really,
it never went anywhere
not far
not near
just here
While soaking in the hot tub, right beneath a tall mountain and night sky, I reveled in a few articles on my phone suggesting the profound well-being found in such simple acts like drinking warm tea, waiting for trains, or indulging in a warm bath—these moments of feeling deeply within can offer confirmation of our innate wisdom, clarity and restoration.
The article I found on ‘waiting’ in general, spoke about people wanting closure from waiting, so interesting. For me, it’s like the idea that if we don’t have to wait anymore everything will be OK and we can move on, —or that waiting can somehow stifle our happiness or well-being in the moment. In fact, the more that we can rest and relax, steep, savor in the energy of whatever we feel, be it impatience, anger or joy, —wisdom, beneficial responsiveness and more grace is revealed by relaxing with it all.
I reflect on the boundless magic and potential within each of us, steeping in practices like yoga, meditation, being in nature, listening to music… anything that helps us to relax and soak in the joys of what is right here, this moment, —we are then able to embrace new possibilities, harness innovative creativity, and feel into more openness and love.
I invite you to share in my offerings listed above, from private sessions in yoga, meditation, and Reiki to exploring the support of awareness in practices in sleep and dreams.
More to share soon.
Here are some sources I appreciated regarding:
Peace and warm wishes for all health and wellness to you
and yours,
Thank you for you and all you are and do.
Xo
Cheyenne