One of my favorite poems of Rainer Maria Rilke’s is this one from Rilke’s Book of Hours:

I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
I want to free what waits within me
so that what no one has dared to wish for

may for once spring clear
without my contriving.

If this is arrogant, God, forgive me,
but this is what I need to say.
May what I do flow from me like a river,
no forcing and no holding back,
the way it is with children.

Then in these swelling and ebbing currents,
These deepening tides moving out, returning,

I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels
into the open sea.

The image keeps swelling in my chest of freeing what waits within me. Too much has been latent. Too many doubts and restraints. Maybe too many wounds to heal, or uncertainties created by a big move across country into another world that had yet to be figured out. The time is getting closer now to open more channels of expression.

As humans we have to make alignments in order to let the streams of energy flow, I see that now. The currents just swell, or divert, or go underground until they have moved long enough and strongly enough to create a viable river bed that will hold and move the waters. Making such alignment takes lots of paying attention, listening, making intentions and sticking to them.

Things are lining up now, I feel it. I want to free what waits within. What a concept.