Field Reading - July 29, 2026

What turbulence can we give ourselves to right now?

Movements, waves, and whooshes.

A coming and going – continuously.

In them a suspense carries us throughout.

We, moved and shaped by it all.
We,  informed from within by it all.

Staying steady is not the aim.
Staying with it is the call.

As in the movement lies strength and rhythm. 

As in the movement lies direction and connection.

As in the movement, as uncomfortable as it may be, lies wisdom to pay attention to.

So here I rest right into the movements,

So here I lean right into the unfoldings,

So here I breathe right into what appears to be turbulent.

Suspended between the coming and going,

Suspended between the emerging and dissolving,

I feel myself being carried to yet unknown shores.