The last few weeks, I started and stopped at least 4 different topics to be provided as a written offering to you all. Feeling intrigued by something, I would take pencil in hand and jot down a few ideas. As I would begin to flesh them out, I would lose interest. There was no fire, no passion, no inspiration in the offering, so I waited…a few days later, some other idea or thought would arise. Again, as soon as I began to elaborate and expand upon it, my interest would wane. My mind would drift off to some other thought-created land. “Perhaps I’m just not focusing,” I pondered. I took note to focus, but there was no change. So I continued to simply wait to see where the flow would take me. Four times this happened.
Today, at 1:46pm, while driving to REI in order to peruse the clearance racks during the Labor Day sale, my mind finally steps out of the way, surrenders, and a spark occurs, which grows into a flame, which finally turns into a delicious, blazing fire. I open the glove compartment, rifle around, and find the small, blue, polka-dotted notepad (which has the purpose of recording oil changes and other maintenance for my car, but has of late turned into an emergency back-up journal). I carefully record the information (mostly while waiting at stoplights) that I feel flowing through me:
What is this thing we keep referring to as “flow? We say water flows, air flows, and even that traffic flows. Flow is often mentioned during yoga classes. We might even say, “Go with the flow,” or “Be in the flow”. What is flow? What is it we are flowing in? And why would we wish to be in synchronicity with it? What has been your experience of flow during the last few weeks?
Please share your feelings, thoughts, knowledge, or your own questions on the subject. Feel free to come from a spiritual, scientific, intuitive, humorous, or any other perspective. I look forward to what I envision to be a fun and beautiful exchange!
Namaste,
Kristi Bowman
www.sacredmovement.org