It’s been ages since I last did a course. I chose one of those science-meets-spirituality online ones. It struck me it would be a good way to settle back into my life, after all the disruptions of last year – allowing someone else to lead me, gently, into my old ways of learning, musing and wondering.
So there I was, following the course leader’s instructions and working my way into an altered state. All fine and good. Next, we were to ask questions and allow the heart to provide an answer. The yes/no queries worked perfectly, but then we were instructed to ask our hearts, “What do you need from me right now?”
Clear as a bell, the answer came back: STASIS.
An image of those spacecraft pods you get in sci-fi films flashed into my mind, the ones with rows of people suspended somewhere between life and non-life waiting to be brought back to themselves before landing on some far-distant planet.
To be honest, I didn’t get much from the rest of the module I was studying. I was too busy thinking about stasis – wondering if it had some other meaning I wasn’t aware of; wondering how and why it applied to me; wondering why my heart would wish me, or itself, to be in that state.
The next question we were supposed to ask was, “What do you want me to know right now?” We were told that the answers would be brief – a short phrase or even a single word. My heart is clearly less loquacious than its bearer. Another single word answer: UNLIMITED.
Since then, I’ve pondered on these odd messages. I checked ‘stasis’ for other meanings. There are medical ones to do with veins and something about ancient Greek tyrants, but I settled on ‘a period of inactivity or equilibrium’.
(Yes, my heart is doing that glowy, expanding thing that means ‘yes’ as I type this. I’m simply learning its way of communicating, the way I did with my pendulum, when I first started dowsing.)
My heart has been through a great deal over the last year – all those dramas and emotional upheavals, anxieties and accomplishments, terrors and triumphs. It needs, now, a period of stasis to recover, to rest, to relax. It needs me to wrap up in a blanket, light the log burner and spend these winter days regaining my equilibrium.
After that, our potential together is – unlimited.