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Sutra 16, The Radiance Sutras

Adele Satori

Sutra 16

The roar of joy that set the worlds in motion

Is reverberating in your body

And the space between all bodies

Beloved, Listen.

Find that exuberant vibration

Rising new in every moment,

Humming in your secret places,

Resounding through the channels of delight,

Know you are flooded by it always.

Float with the sound.

Melt with it into divine silence.

The sacred power of space will carry ou

Into the dancing radiant emptiness that is the source of all.

The ocean of sound is inviting you

Into its spacious embrace,

Calling you home.
“The Radiance Sutras”, Lorin Roche, PhD

creative practice, Creativity, inspiration, instinctive meditation, journaling, meditation, mindfulness, perception, Personal growth

The Texture of Light

Adele Satori

This morning on my walk suddenly came to me the phrase “the texture of light”… hmmm.. ok.. that seems a bit vague, and intriguing.  I’ve just gotten used to the concept of the texture of breath, so let’s explore the texture of light as I walk.  Mostly I let my body feel the idea of “light” as I walked, and then came home sat with “the texture of light”. And all my senses came out to play.

How a sunny day can feel like plunging my hand into honey, or a pocket lines in something fuzzy and soft. The laughter of butterflies. Exuberance. The smell of a puppy’s head, or chamomile in summer fields. Bright light can reveal, invite growth, and it can be searing, desiccating and deadly. It can sound like trumpets, or a party.

Light bouncing off water- dancing on a wall and feeling like cold rippled glass. The shimmering of chimes.

Shadows like voluptuous velvet, or digging my toes into crumbling dirt. A deep and distant hum.

Cool light like the tickle of mist or snowflakes. If I stand still with ears and heart open, I can hear the mist settling on my skin.

Moonlight- mystery, magic, connection, and cycles. Coldness. Sorrow.

Candles and firelight invite me inward.  Into story time, coziness and sleep.

Considering something from outside its usual perspective or sense can not only enrich experience with something, in this case light, but can also serve to spark creative thinking in other ways.

What in your world might you explore with this approach? What fresh insights did you gain?

I can’t wait to explore more this idea of the texture of light.
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Image is a close up photo I took of my dish scrubber. It’s all a matter of being willing to experience differently.

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The Power of Pause

Adele Satori
Black and white photo of a rose and leaf, covered in raindrops. Photo ©Adele Satori

The other day I was walking the scenic route to the grocery store, ruminating over something or another. I turned the corner and started down the hill. A thought in the background: “Oh. That’s a nice breeze.”

I walked a few more steps. And said out loud “No. Wait.” and walked backwards a few steps.

Came fully into my senses. Felt the breeze, soft as butterfly wings, caress my face.
Heard it’s language change from tree to tree.
Smelled fresh mulch.
Pine.
Eucalyptus.
Sniffed the air some more.
Smelled coffee.
And breakfast wafting from someone’s house.
More.
The crispness of mountains,
And the promise of snow.

The beauty of taking pause is that it creates the opportunity to fully experience where you are, in the moment. It can be a minute and spontaneous reset, if you are open to receive it.

Like this morning while I was out walking and stopped to look at this rose, fresh after the rain. Really look at it. Watch rain drops quiver. One slid into the other, uniting. Whispers of colour in the shimmering cloud grey light.

Getting up close enough to see the world upside down through the lens of a raindrop.

I was half tempted to kiss a raindrop.

Whatever had my attention that day blew off with the wind, but what grabbed my attention has stayed with me. I can bring it up at any time and savour it. While doing mundane tasks. Before a meeting to center myself. At night as a prequel before drifting off to sleep. As a doorway to meditation, wandering through the experience and feeling all the sensations that arise.

I invite you to give it a try. Pause. Even for a few seconds. What does the keyboard feel like under your fingers? What do you sense in your body? Is there a colour theme around you? Does anything come up that’s been calling for attention? Did the pause spark a creative urge, or present a solution?

Take a moment.

Pause.