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 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.