Live Like The Roar In A Lion's Throat
Do you live in your days like a forgotten ticket stub in someone's jacket? As if the show were behind you? As if you went out one evening to watch your life, and decided halfway through that it wasn't worth the price of admission.
Other things more interesting stole your attention, even though we've been told and told that all that glitters is not gold, we are so easily seduced by sparkle and the kind of food that fills our mouths but not our stomachs and never our souls.
How we gorge on the insubstantial, and substitute the vibrant, risky, full-bodied occupation of life with a weak-kneed, lukewarm stupor.
Do you live in your days like an unmarked bottle in the back of the fridge? A bottle that has been there so long that no one remembers what's in it. Do you live in your days like a lone sock in the drawer whose match disappeared in the wash weeks or years ago.
Think. Think hard. What shape are you holding and in what container are you held? Those are not questions to be asked or answered lightly.
Live like the roar in the cave of the lion's throat. Live like the mustard seed that is dropped into hot oil -- ready to explode its flavor into everything. Like the wick in a candle. Flickering. Fierce. Alive.
What does living like the roar in the cave of the lion's throat mean to you? Can you share a personal story of a time you felt like you were ready to explode your flavor into everything? What helps you be like the wick in a candle -- flickering, fierce, alive?
Powerful thoughts here to motivate a willingness to allow transformation to occur. Thanks for helping me to feel brave this morning!
Magnificent. I completely resonate with it. What a way to wake up this Tuesday morning
Love this so much. THANK you. Such an elegant tribute and invitation to living on the pulse of life.
what a powerful passage!!!
It is awakin itself. Yes, I too do live with tiny stuff on earth. but after reading this, i realised to roar as well. this is so positive communication. Thank you Awakin.
Magnificent
Absolutely stunning. Thank you for this. xxx
When expressed, the lion's roar is powerful, heeded, respected, and even feared. When held in the cave of the lion's throat, there is no roar to be heard. I'm much more fulfilled when I live like the lion's roar, which means embracing and expressing my real self, rather than keeping me in my cave, unheard and unknown. When I live like the lion's roar, I explode my flavor into everyting, and I make a difference. I have done that many times, which is satisfying. I have also imploded or held me in or toned me down many times which is frustrating and dissatisfying. What helps me be like the wick in a candle, on fire and alive, is accepting and expressing my self, which sometimes takes courage and usually is rewarding..
What a beautiful passage! It takes fierce courage to live this way. I specially resonate with the statement "Think. Think hard. What shape are you holding and in what container are you held? Those are not questions to be asked or answered lightly." Indeed, its a lifelong quest to ask and answer this question.
