The Soul Part of the Orange
Well it is that time of the year again. For those that are residing in the Southern hemisphere it has been my experience that our winter was quite mild.
As some of you know I gave myself permission to spend sometimes a whole day knitting beautiful creative scarves.
One evening I found myself sitting up to an unusually late hour, because I was so excited to see the creation of the amazing different colours and textures of wool that existed in one ball, and the creativity that flowed freely as I worked without a pattern trusting in my own knowing as to how to work with the wool.
The awareness that I had moved beyond my normal habits of being “sensible ” was perhaps a little un-nerving because we are creatures of habit, and I have that little part of me that has always since childhood played the sensible role.
Spring has followed the winter, and I think we all will agree it has been a difficult one. Cold winds that penetrate into you even though the sun is shining. Then sudden hot day’s will quickly dry out the soil and make it impossible to dig. The blossoms are indeed very beautiful but come with a pollen that make it very difficult for those whose lungs are sensitive to it. The time when peoples immune system is a little lower and those unexpected bugs sneak into the system. For myself I have come to learn that there is a weakness within my immune system that is unable to withstand the pollen and I find myself feeling totally out of control.
All my little goals I have set for myself go out the window. All my perceived ideas of how things should be in preparation for the festive season also disappear in the same direction of the goals, into the either. And I am faced with this feeling of being out of control.
When this happens year after year…an awareness starts to creep in and a statement that an Aunt used to tell me a few years ago comes to my mind. ‘It doesn’t matter”. I remember at the time I used to feel a little annoyed at this because to me there were things that I thought did matter very much!
I’m also happy to say that I am now able to be able to exercise other parts of myself and go out and have some really good fun times. It is interesting to walk back into my home, check my phone, no messages, check my Facebook and everybody appears to be writing up the same mundane posts and I think what’s everybody doing?
Again that subtle awareness comes in, that we are so free to create what we want in life. It is us who is the player on the stage of life. We think we are tied to the expectations of society, and yes there are certain behaviours that we have to adhere to in order to be part of the pack which is an inherent part of us, a part of the colour orange vibration.
Perhaps it is the unconscious expectations of ourselves as well as Societies subtle expectations, that keep us aligned to our minds, directing our day in a certain way. When you can move out of that space ever so subtly it is liberating. A different energy emerges, it is that same creativity that moves through the ball of wool, the un-expectant colour that pops up, the different thickness of thread that you don’t really know what to do with and might not even like, buts its in your ball of wool.
How are you going to work with it. Are you going to resist it, judge it, or are you going to merge with it and allow an embodiment of the colour to open us from within, see what it has to teach us. The “It doesn’t matter” realisation brings a letting go and allows the creativity to come through that unwanted aspect of our lives. We learn we truly are the player and within that we find the freedom. Within that the happiness bubbles up. Very much the Soul part of the Orange.