I want you to stand up, he said, with hesitation and the passion that comes from remembering and watching his first love discover who she is and what she might be to the world and to him.
But she doesn’t stand because she’s afraid to divulge more of herself and how that might effect the earth she’s standing on.
I want you to stand up, he said, because I want you to feel the the sun splash on your body and the heat trickle down like sweat from the top of your crown Chakra, through your third eye, your throat, your heart, your base, blistering through you to the bottom of your feet back into the earth making you explode with anticipation for more.
But she doesn’t because she knows the stand would be a stand for more than she or he could take, she knows her stand would be a stand for a way of being, a way of life, a pleasure neither of them wanted to embrace.
I want you to stand he said, because I want you to understand the power you have in this world to stand, the power you have in this world to transform those around you, and to embrace on a soul level, always starting your conversations in the middle and connecting deeply to anyone you want to connect with.
But here’s the thing, I don’t just want you to stand. I want the world to stand with the awe of witnessing their first eclipse of the moon, the first breath of their baby, the first time they saw the sun rise. I want the world to stand calling forth those moments and I want them to understand what individually and collectively they can accomplish. And when each individual stands I want them to fight, like their life depended on it, like my life depends on it, for you to stand.
It needs to start with you.
I want you to stand.
And if you don’t want me to look, I’ll simply close my eyes.
I can’t promise, that I won’t peak.