Masked as the challenge(s) du jour, all sorts of things are coming up from the depths, wanting our attention and pointing to opportunities for healing old wounds, clearing unhelpful or stagnant energies, and waking up to latent or long-forgotten gifts and talents. I don't know about you, but for me, that usually feels pretty intense.
During these types of high-intensity cycles, when so much comes from within and yet there is so much going on around us, I can easily find myself feeling like "too little butter spread across too much bread," as Bilbo Baggins said in Lord of the Rings. Too dispersed; too much information coming in from 'out there'.
It's handy to know the symptoms (a million thanks to my teachers and mentors, and lots of practice!). Aside from actual physiological clues, when I'm too dispersed I find myself suddenly craving - and I mean really craving - simplicity and 'cave time'.
When we don't listen to those calls for rejuvenation, quiet time, listening, vision time, it comes looking for us, usually through a less-desirable way of breaking through our habitual busyness and non-listening, slowing us down, and pulling our attention inward for a realignment and course correction.
In Taoist qigong, it's called the need for yin time -- really, connecting back into Source so we can replenish the well...ideally, before it runs dry and becomes a crisis. Yin is simplicity, receptivity, quiet, listening, slowing down, getting adequate sleep, receptive meditation. And it's pretty counter-culture.
The huge burgeoning of the 'spiritual market' -- books, yoga, workshops, etc. -- is a sign of this. And those can help, inspire, and guide us. Ultimately, though, we have to actually practice and embody yin, so that we have a plentiful wellspring to fuel our action, and so our action comes from a place of centeredness, groundedness, true inspiration, and most of all, the wisdom of our own hearts.
Take it from me -- a former (and recovering) go-go-go-go-go, Please Everyone Girl for whom it took a wellness crisis and everything falling apart to draw me inward, to replenish, honor my intuition and creative wellspring, and reconnect with my heart's wisdom (aka my Feminine Mojo). These are among the many gems that live in the dark places, those hidden caves, wells, and underground streams.
Go to the well now, replenish yourself, quench your thirst for the waters of your own beautiful Spirit, and be renewed.
Image Credits: The Downward Spiral by Qthomasbower (Creative Commons), the Lady Shallott by Holman Hunt, and Devil's Den from Dive & Surf World.