An Empty Hold
empty and be still
Empty out all what’s in; you must to begin and to end the woes, the throes of pain eats me up I can’t go, high is not my show, for empty starts anew. I’m through with you and it aches, it churns like hardened stones in my gut and I can’t take anymore turns of holding. Empty it out tear by fear and release the heady hurt me no more. I’ll empty. I’m empty. Empty.
An empty state of being is a restorative state of being. It’s silence and stillness and in this place, we open to receive. We receive nourishment from on high, we receive seeing of what is, and we receive knowing as to what right action is next. The empty state is akin to the parasympathetic state; it’s the rest and digest place.
I struggle to get to this place in the times when I am activated or dysregulated or excited beyond the ability to calm. And so, when this is true for me, I take measures to orient myself towards emptying and release the pressure on myself to get there within a certain timeframe. I perform simple ritual, like lighting a candle on my coffee table, to hold place for my unrest, until I am once again able to rest.
Becoming empty is how we heal.
