I did not have the energy for my regular morning talk with one of my favorite co-workers. The thing about him is this, even when he is suffering from low energy, he still comes into my office, offers me a smile, and asks, “How are you feeling today Cauliflower Moon?”
Yea, I like that little nickname he’s given me also! But I digress….after excusing myself with no warm greeting in return, no hug, and no other semblance of our morning ritual, I retreated to the ladies room to pull myself together. A few splashes of water, some deep breathing and conscious thoughts of pulling it together, not to mention a little eyeliner…I was better prepared.
After we picked up our morning ritual he told me that he was able to get up get his run in this morning. He too was suffering from a bit of low energy. But, while on his run, he caught sight of a man performing Tai Chi.
Of course, the sound of those two words Tai Chi, made my monkey brain go into overdrive with, “ooooh I’ve always wanted to learn that, oh my that would be soooooooooooo cool, if I had that under my belt I would not be feeling this way now, oh but there was the yoga and it was suppose to….Dude SHUT UP!”
At any rate, he focused on that man and was able to see and more importantly feel the flow of energy in his movement. This energy subsequently fueled his run, placing him in stride, and making it a success.
It was an opening. Much later in the day I decided to take a good walk, hoping that the physical act would help balance out the remainder of my day. I took a six block walk UPHILL to a Jamaican spot that was referred by a friend.
There were about 5 people ahead of me in different stages of waiting, some waiting to order, and some waiting on an order. I made my way up to the counter while eyeing the ONE employee who was hard at work.
On the counter was a sign that read “Jamaican food is not fast food, your food will require a wait. Thank you for your patience, just relax.” So I did and as I did I was totally caught up in the movements of the man behind the counter. With ease, this man went from register to sink, to grill, to packaging all the time with a smile on his face. Dude was working it!
It was truly poetry in motion. And, I thought is this not the same beauty, the same flow that J witnessed this morning? Is it not the same thing taking place this very moment? I am surely feeling the same result. It fueled his need to complete his run. Bearing witness to and taking in this energy before me is putting me in a relaxed unhurried, unworried state.
Yes, it is the same energy, the same flow and it is there, always there for us to take advantage of. We cover it up or block it with our own thoughts, projections, and idiosyncratic notions. We shield it, stop it, overlook it, and ignore it, but it is always there a wellspring of energy waiting to be tapped.
Most times we tap it by accident. My quest in life is to live it. What about yours?
Today I am thankful for the wellspring of energy that never leaves my Being, even when I forget that it is there and present.
Lifeis: Poetry in motion. Feel it. It’s there.