Rebirthing

In our culture there is a great fear in rebirthing our lives. To let the old die and welcome the new. Even I fear letting go and recognise this as a conditioned human belief.

We are often taught that safety comes from permanence, for this creates security.

But what if the desire to seek permanence also creates insecurity too?

Permanence is the holding on to what exists, which we often seek in our relationships. But when we open our hearts to the movement of life, there is no permanence and no temporary. There simply is growth, evolution and change.

We can never hold onto the same breath twice as the wisdom of our bodies know that fullness can only be refilled through letting go. And this is the beauty of rebirthing, to let go and witness the welcoming of a new way.

Two years ago, whilst teaching I sat with this butterfly. It flew around me and other students, landing on my head, hands and my drum. Its presence was such a beautiful experience, that we all sat in amazement and awe.

Who knows where it had rested to complete its metamorphosis from caterpillar to butterfly. We will never know but we all witnessed its presence blessing each of us with its arrival.

Nothing is permanent, it always evolves, like this butterfly.

It is like the breath, we inhale and enrich our bodies with oxygen and then release.

Nothing is permanent and that is how we become. Because we are within a moment, a place to both live and die and this is the power of rebirth, to let go and release.

We cannot hold everything, even if we tried. As children we are often holding on and hiding in places that feel safe. Our safety is now and places where we once hid our places we have left, but sometimes these memories still exist inside us.

We can return and set ourselves free, let go, let go, let go.

Credit to Rasmus Taavet for image