Was rolling through a new playlist of slow songs on my ipod before settling down to sit today. A line from Keep Rollin, a Scott Cook song, stood out for me. Don’t think I’d ever really heard it before: life keeps widening and deepening.
I think that sums up what’s going on for me right now, part of what’s happening in this project to get unstuck. A life that’s widening and deepening. I was captivated by the sense of spaciousness in that phrase, not a crowding or a filling up, but an opening… expanding…. making room.
I took that feeling into my meditation and just sat with it. Widening and deepening. And felt a profound sense of gratitude for all the ways, seen and unseen, my life seems to be widening and deepening. Allowing it to happen with each breath, widening and deepening within me.
I thought about balloons, how they stretch and expand, and how when they’re tight and hard to get started we’ll pull and stretch on them, rough them up a bit, to soften them up so they’ll give. Felt gratitude for the times in my life (so many of them lately!) where I’ve felt pulled about and roughed up, seeing how it was just part of the process of making my soul more pliant, so I’m soft enough to expand…widening and deepening.
Kahil Gibran touches on that idea often in The Prophet — I opened his book looking for a section about grain being ground into flour, flour kneeded into bread to expand on that, instead opened immediately on the line:
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Wow. That says it.
My only other thought was again on blowing up balloons:
Inspiration has the same root as respiration, based on the word spirit -to breathe, to bring to life. I guess that’s what we’re all looking for, something to breath life into us, widening and deepening our lives. ’cause we all need a little room to breath.