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SOLAR
PLEXUS - Prayerful Intentions
The Intentionality
with which we create life is a dance all of its own. The tone, breadth
and depth of our 'prayers' are held, protected and pursued within our
Solar Plexus.
The similarity
between 'pray' and 'prey' is no accident. The whisps of hope that spark
early dreams must be sought, witnessed and pursued. The rhythm of the
'prayer' guides us in this chase, as we become that which we seek.
| Home |
Balance |
Major
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Minor |
Return |
| Solar
Plexus |
Forehead |
Chin |
Throat |
Navel |
Choosing
the key of the Solar Plexus puts our focus on intentions. What are we
choosing to create? How? When, where, and why? As we explore, through
the ups and downs of our capacity to co-create our reality, we become
creator creatures.
The Solar
Plexus is balanced by the Forehead, focusing our capacity to explore intentions
into the unknown. by 'trying out' our inentions in the Forehead, we learn
to shift our foundations, shore up weakening desires, and open the mystery
of dreams yet to be. As this balance is achieved, we naturally embrace
the guidance of the chin, drawing into our being the deep calling of our
prayers. And in the shifting depths of creation, the manifestation of
dreams includes the destruction of old ways. We draw the Minor chord with
the Throat, communicating our prayers to the world. For help, for safety,
for renewed joy. As our power gathers and boils over for expression, it
returns home to the solar plexus, where it unites with purpose to awaken
our dreams.
The Solar
Plexus is the:
Balance of the Nosetip
Major of the Crown
Minor of the Root
Return of the Heart
Prayers
are, by nature, beyond us. We hunt them, and in learning to track, and
be silent, to embrace patience, and spring... we enter the rhythm of that
which we seek. As human beings, we are called to be creative creatures
for the world herself. She inspires our desire for dreams she chooses
for us, and in acceptance, we become more of her. The Prayers the Solar
Plexus holds are conscious surrender. They do not begin perfeclty, but
perfectly imperfect. In stretching to understand and match the rhythm
of our dreams, we become more than we were, and find our prayers well
beyond the imagination we first sought them in.
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