To Outgrow the Self

What does it mean to outgrow the self? To follow a cycle to its delicious grief stricken threshold end while yet grateful for the self you’ve become?

Ready to let it go; excited for the next adventure.

What is that moment of overlay between what was the resistance to change the tension the inevitable heart opening surrender and the subsequent rebirth into love. From truth we melt and return to breath. Stillness in peace amidst chaos.

My friend Deb and I have visited the metropolis Sayulita international beach port town for the last decade.

Escaping from out sleepy fishing village empty beach starlit sky nights to the steroidal version of melding Mexico pot: Ex-pats from around the world, witness colorful flags and ojos de dios blowing in the sea breeze amidst the indigenous from Oaxaca to the Sierras.

Earth and sea unite as one until the
Tension of what was
Resistance
Modernity inserts or asserts upon the
Streets dark and hardened wins.

Retreat to return;
Nostalgia and wonder intermingled in
Where exactly are we?
And oh it’s this is amazing place again.

Pastel palette meet vivid electric ceremony
Meet oceanic sands and water color waves
Blend ancient power and thriving softened
Innocent spirit alongside the fierce
Births the water bird in and around me
World matches what I feel as
I, now rounded, head towards 50:
Psycological teacher

A-line
Presence transform barefoot shaman jungle healer…
Self meet self and become more of who you are
Quieter funnier deeply intimate storyteller meet
Observer mind dancing the streets
Spanish meet English,
Touch the bare ground earth mold
People who glow love you into peach and orange sky
Baby blue meet hot pink and raise the sun golden
Sands warm hearts in time so that
Hands touch and we remember
Future is past reformed from the ancient worlds
Stars are born soul recognition twinkle eyes and
Sing baby songs in lodge for next generations are
Coming of age and the edges have worn off
The warriors have
Fallen in love and
Poverty converts through constant creation
Artists re-envision

A new palette opens vibrational gateways to
traditional tweaks little by little what was
Morphs into another version entirely.

Take me with you and allow all my nos to soften to yes.

Nosotros together belonging and
Solitary growth deconstructs to
Me to us to we and I begin again to relearn
Me in the midst of chaos
Joy finds its rest in becoming life anew.

Then sleep dream and awaken.

Tomorrow is yet another day to
​Outgrow the self
Transcending heaven through our own body Earth.