You may have encountered Marjory Mejia on Twitter where she is @SacredFlow. Never was a Twitter handle more accurate….
Each time I encounter Marjory’s writing, I am drawn, sensually, deliciously into flow. I ‘feel’ more, sense more – as if my mind is being melted into my body, my body melting into the flow of all that is. Her message is sensual, physical yet deeply spiritual. But it isn’t the words that draw me in – it’s the energy. Her gift as a place holder for sacred flow itself – and her patient, welcoming invitation to plunge in. Here we find the power of blooming itself, the essence of the longing of the human soul for emergence into light.
Today, As you dive into her wisdom, allow yourself to read slowly, to experience – with Marjory as your gentle guide – the sheer bliss of merging with the divine sacred flow of all of life. I am pleased and proud to introduce her to you today.
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Claiming the brilliance of our soul is our birthright. I am delighted to be part of this blooming wisdom summer series for beloved story alchemist Amy Oscar. When I hear the word blooming, I see flowers and I’m filled with joy. They are precious gifts from Mother Earth. I invite you to call on their feminine essence and joyful medicine to inspire and support your blossoming. Because your blossoming is essential to life.
Blooming, a story of love
I know what it feels like to be a bud that can’t wait enough for the ripeness of flower. There are many of us. We rush. We push. We resist the organic unfolding of life. We soon find out that resistance takes more energy. It is exhausting, debilitating. What to do? We sense our ripening and at the same time fear our vulnerability.
We crave blooming and yet we hide from our own beauty and splendor. We are intimidated by the magnificence of our own iridescent light born from the dark and moist soil of experience.
Until something shifts, until the magical moment of surrender blesses us with grace and we escape our nature no more. We find the conditions that help us blossom. We start to flow.
Blooming is surrendering to the power of life, opening us to this realization deep in our souls, hearts, and every fiber of our being:
“The risk to remain tight in a bud [is] more painful than the risk it [takes] to blossom” ~Anaïs Nin
Take a deep breath, let this thought sink into your soul, which, like every flower on this gorgeous earth, knows how to bloom. Feel the gentleness in each petal opening with fierceness, candor and curiosity. Pain, resistance and shame melt and burn away in the fire of summer.
Flower blossom, you are glorious.
Blooming is an act of love, expression, and connection. The embodiment of generosity, opening in sweet surrender to the sacred flow of life. A burst of color, aliveness, expansion, nature realizing her own sacredness.
Blooming exudes sensuality. Lush, luscious, life lavishing life force. It’s in your DNA scriptures, your sacred contract with life. In you the moment you took your first breath. Your blooming will look different than mine and it will happen in its own sweet time. All you got to do is get out of our own way. Let nature do her sacred work so that you may blossom.
Trust.
Blooming will come and will ask that you offer yourself to the world because you come alive this way. It is time to realize your true colors and share them with the world.
Blooming is no solo act, it is a collaborative effort. Blooming is rising from the mud as lotus blessing the earth that gave you life.
Blooming is that delicious fluttering in your heart. Blooming is growing into the fullness of your being. Blooming is letting your wisdom become perfume. Blooming is inhabiting every inch of your body with reverence. Blooming is reveling in joy. Blooming is overflowing with honey. Blooming is your soul rising to the surface of your skin. Blooming is enjoying your spirited flesh. Blooming is unfurling your deepest potential. Blooming is singing your song with ardor. Blooming is YOU ripening as flower, sharing the story of your soul with the world. A story of love.
I want to tenderly hold and celebrate your story, the one blooming with joy in the garden of your heart this summer.
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I am a visionary artist, writer, designer, feng shui consultant, lover of earth, spirit and mystery, awakener of SACRED FLOW, fiercely feminine, divinely sacred, luminous space in your life. Sacred Flow pours through my being with trails of energy that I share here and now. Writing, art and consulting are my passions, gifts that unravel in sacred flow to inspire YOU! http://marjorymejia.com
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“Blooming is surrendering to the power of life”
Yes, it surely is, and we struggle with that surrender, fight it sometimes. Your post is just beautiful and filled with wisdom, the kind that will stick with me. Thank you.
Kelly, we can all relate to that sense of struggle and yet it takes less energy to surrender. When it happens it is as if our prayers have been answered. Thank you for your loving words. Wishes of tender blooming your way, lovely.
You have no idea… I could never in a million years describe what your words mean to me and how so very timely they are. I’ll just say this, it’s as if they were written by God himself. In fact, I’m quite certain they were. Thank you.
Andrea, what a gift your words are. So beautiful dear. Yes. A vessel indeed we all are. Thank you for opening your gorgeous heart to sacred flow.
Marjory,
What a lovely,moving post.
“We crave blooming and yet we hide from our own beauty and splendor”
This line just slayed me. We need to feel safe to bloom and fully own our beauty. This post makes me feel like I can bloom in ways I do not understand.
Thanks.
Desiree,
Yes oh yes dear how we need this safe haven to bloom. Equally moved by your words and feeling the calling to do this for each other. Thank you. Ecstatic to witness your blooming in the loving hands of mystery.
What a lovely way to begin the weekend with this delicious reminder of all the most important things. Thank you so much for this! xoxo
Kathryn,
it is such a joy to share with you. May your weekend be delicious and filled with the scent of new blooms!
Reading this post is as luscious as spending time with you, Marjory. All of you comes through these words…
with love,
julie
Julie! Haha. I am smiling and my body is tingling with love for you. Bless you dear.
quite simply, thank you for these words & the feeling, the energy that comes with it. With Sacred help & the guidance of the tribe & my own beautiful soul that is weeping as I come to ~ letting go of the struggle ,I will bloom.
I love you,Ms. Sacred flow
Jo, what a delight to share sacred space of what you beautifully call our tribe. Bless every one of your tears that flows with the sacred. And I love you dear. Yes, you are blooming.
Amy,
I’ve no words for the impact of this series , on me,on the people I will touch, on the circle of us all.
Gently, I surrender.
I don;t remember feeling as beautiful on my inside as I do right at this moment. and I have the most wonderful sense of healing touch ,on my shoullders, down my arms & a peace. a release.
I love you, Ms. Amy Oscar. thank you.
I love you right back Jo Miller.
xxoo
What a yummy way to start my Sunday! Gorgeous words, Marjory; a reflection of your radiant beauty and connected sacred flow. Heart full of Love and Gratitude for you (and, Amy) xox
Oh Antonia,
sweetness thank you for your love that flows and overflows. Love love love
“Blooming is letting your wisdom become perfume….Blooming is overflowing with honey….Blooming is YOU ripening as flower, sharing the story of your soul with the world…”
I am reminded in a whole new way, at a whole new depth, that my word for 2011 was blossom. The first question for Reverb10 was a word for 2010 and 2011, and mine was bud to blossom.
I think there is a whole different depth of understanding what that blossoming is, for me. Not understanding. A whole different depth of experiencing what that blossoming is for me. Because this: “we crave blooming and yet we hide from our own beauty and splendor.” is also true.
Wow, Karen,
The journey from bud to blossom. Thank you dear for feeling the depth of the calling. I see the blossom in you, she smiles and shines bright.
Dear Amy,
Every cell of my body says thank you for all the love. I feel like a bee in your luminous garden of beautiful flowers. Many blessings dear angel.
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