You're waiting for something.
That space without need for contortion.
A space to hold the vastness of the dreaming.
Where what you know can be embodied
and can move into form.
Calling in the script in the back of the drawer, the passion project, the epic curriculum, the ancestral dreaming that is woven of collective threads so much older than your life. Calling in the projects that don’t know if they can ever find a home within the industry that defines how your work should be…the projects that feel both vast and primordial in ways that refuse to be compromised by the contortions of commodification.
You may already be deeply skilled in your profession, in the craft of creation, of teaching, or guiding people into other ways of becoming. But there is a part of you that is still waiting for the right conditions to unfurl, a part of you that is connected to a deeper source, to primordial forces of creative intelligence, in ways that are profoundly isolating to the parts of you that are operating within consensus reality.
On a fundamental layer of existence, your creative expression is already present. The dance is a coming alongside it to support its arrival and be curious about how that arrival can happen in a way that is nourishing to the humans involved also, that lets their own nervous systems really complete and integrate the initiatory experiences that their creative dreamings are carrying them through, rippling across relational webbing for the benefit of the wider body of life.