There is a buzz here. It is constant, from the slow rise of the sun to the moment it sinks below the flat wavy hot line of the late day horizon. Not intrusive, yet impossible to ignore, the hum of the cicada rises loudly and falls in waves of silence as the cockatoos, cocoberry and rosella parrots spring forth in their song of vigor and charm, dancing magic through my ears and my senses.
There is aliveness in the air and everything simultaneously orchestrates a deep shift within me. These primal sounds in the hot Australia summer have, oddly enough, pulled me back to my days of high adventure, running rivers, backpacking, and climbing mountains in the great Rocky Mountains. Not because there is a commonality in the rhythm or the texture of the land, plants and animals, but because of the stirring in my soul and my heart for more time to commune with mother earth and the animals as I did in my earlier adulthood. This special place, named Banyandah (home on the water) by it’s steward Jane Reid, urges me to live more deeply in harmony, balance and creativity, and to have some fun.
We have four days between our programs here. Jane’s herd of horses stepped into the Dance of Authenticity program with confidence and generosity. As always, I feel deeply blessed to be facilitating the rising of consciousness through horses and to share the moments of stillness and venture beyond this physical world into a ‘oneness’ that expands the breath and heart.
Now, there is time for my own journey. In the morning, after I rub on the horse’s withers, drop down the hill and enter the forest of eucalyptus and poa grass, pass by the resting cows, touch on the grandfather matrix tree, and then reach the river, I sit. I breathe. I trace the sensations in my body and the world around me continues to sing, the river flows and the fish are jumping. And as I sit, the tears come. Just slowly and gently, falling to the river as I am perched on a fallen log. They are not tears of sorrow, or grief, or even of sadness. They are tears of invitation, an invitation to drop back into a deeper part of myself and to remember with what gives me balance, where my rhythm might lie.
This expansive Australian ecosystem continues its ensemble of vibrational mastery bringing aliveness to my being. The song is always there, oblivious to its audience, and my heart applauds in silence. I don’t believe I have listened so deeply or intently for a very long time. Not seeking meaning or significance, nor trying to capture something to hold forever, dancing through my senses this Australian land speaks to me of presence and oneness. I feel myself surrender.