I've recently returned from my Seasonal Retreat, which is how I've come to think about the weekends away on my own I enjoy every spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
I’m often called to Akaroa, as if I need something it offers me energetically.
Nothing is ever planned, for that would defy the need that I’m honouring within — the need to simply flow from one OK to another:
Walk. OK. Beach comb. OK. Meditate. OK. Coffee. OK. Listen. OK. Write. OK. Yoga. OK. Eat carrot cake. OK. Bird watch. OK. Read. OK. Sleep. OK. Star gaze. OK. Blob. OK. Feel what I feel. OK. Explore. OK. Savour the sacredness of solitude. OK.
There’s something marvellous about allowing my itinerary to be completely decided from within, and whilst that flow is different when I return home again, I say OK to that difference with more ease. I say OK to external demands, responsibilities, expectations with less resistance because I know that without them my pleasure of “alone time” simply would not be.
Balance brings harmony, and harmony is allowance of our dualistic experiences as one.
With Love
Kirsty
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