Feeling fully alive?

I enjoy feeling alive. Whenever that happens. There is a strong longing in me to embrace life, all of it, more and more fully. 360 degrees, and more...  All included. Up and down, dark and light, life and death. The full-on deal. And of course - some of that stuff is scary sh… !

To me “feeling alive” is not the same as wanting to “feel good”. Sometimes we get that one mixed up. Continuously running after pleasurable experiences. Makes me think of adrenaline junkies - been there - parachuting, rock climbing, adventure sport - done it all. Fun, sure. And why not.  

And yet, we know how we can get terribly stuck in the never ending attempt to seek for eternal happiness in certain experiences, people or things on the outside - it´s futile.

For me - “feeling alive“ does not have to do so much with specific emotions or the specific content of an experience. It´s much more about being connected - with myself and whatever this moment is presenting right now.

Allowing the bigger current of Life itself to more fully flow through “me” -  whatever that exactly means. The stream of Life, that I am part of, anyway. And regardless. To allow that to flush through all my cells, and unfreeze me in the places, where I contracted and withdrew from life - to invite me back in, more fully.

  • I feel alive - when I touch shame, fear or sadness and dare to not hide it, when I bring it back into my relationships and allow myself to be seen - and see myself - with all the stuff, that I often tried to push away.
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I feel alive, when the Winter sunlight hits the last yellow leaves of Fall and turns them into pure GOLD.

  • I feel alive, when the Winter sunlight hits the last yellow leaves of Fall and turns them into pure GOLD.
  • I feel alive, when I am ecstatic and joyous and my body tingles! When I breathe! And when I scream!
  • I feel alive - when I turn quiet and listen to how the Earth under my feet feels right now.

  • I feel alive, when I sense the weight of my bed sheets on my body in the morning after the alarm rang, and I turn around in the warmth of my bed one more time.

  • I feel alive - when I meditate and all of a sudden perceive the tiniest body sensations that have gone unnoticed before.

  • I feel alive, when I am aware of what-is, right now.

  • I feel alive when I am angry, triggered, upset. At times - steaming alive.

  • I also feel alive - when I hear the message of  a friend being diagnosed with cancer. The preciousness of life. I feel my heart. I feel my love. For her - and Life. And for my children.

  • I feel alive, witnessing little squirrels continuing to mess with gravity as they are  jumping up and down the trees outside my window...

I was planning to write a smart blog on aliveness - and all that pops up right now - are random moments of feeling life, touching life. Tastes of it. All  different flavors - of the Same.

It has to do with allowing myself to connect with - whatever - is present in THIS moment.

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It has to do with allowing myself to connect with - whatever - is present in THIS moment.

Okay, if that´s really so - then I better walk my talk - so what that really means, is now focussing on the feel of the keys under my finger tips as I type, hearing the click-clack sounds of it, sensing my foot touching the carpet under my desk, and how one leg is right now resting on top of the other. The warmth of that. And the warmth that I feel in my heart right now - as I caught myself in all kinds of ideas and memories of what makes me feel alive - and bringing myself back to THIS VERY MOMENT, and the touch of the keys as I type…

Very simple. Way too simple for me at times.

Aliveness happens naturally when I am with what is, right now. Connected - to NOW. In me - and around.

And - sensing the connection to the Eternal, to the Bigger Forces at work, too. Forever. Silence. Space. In between all I experience...

 

Would you possibly like to use THIS VERY MOMENT to share your experience of “feeling alive” with me below? I´d love and appreciate that!

Love,  and CHEERS - to Life, Heike!