Con Viv Musing from Dr Demeter
Dr Demeter. / Emily at Magical Farm Tasmania - Con Viv
Today the light touched me different,
as if the farm hummed a note
I’d been waiting years to hear.
A soft uprising in my chest,
a warm pulse in the soil,
movement, finally.
Sun on my skin, my body remembering its own rhythm.
This is the doorway.
This is the shift.
This is the year that life is Con Viv, not as story but With
I can feel a special place like a melody approaching,
a song rising from old stone villages,
from mountains that have held stories, longer than language.
A widening path.
A deepening breath.
A call that feels like returning and becoming at the same time.
The year ahead isn’t asking for effort,
Only presence.
Only honesty.
Only the courage to let beauty do its quiet work inside me.
Something is moving now.
Something warm, coherent, alive.
It gathers the past and blesses the future, and opens the centre of me like a prayer that finally found its voice.
Con Viv, the soul-song of living-with,
Loving-with,
Becoming-with.
I step into it and I let it step into me.