When all has been said and all has been done, a new course is soon clear for
All being said leaves silence to speak.
One thing to do
makes hearts pound and eyes leak.
The earth solid and warm, with new eyes
takes new form, whispers,
"Been here the whole time. Let love be the new norm.
Letting go makes you strong, and with that, nothing's wrong.
Children sing and they cry and they long for what's real,
they must dance
and express with permission to feel.
The stars shine for a reason, the sun
warms up the day,
the road rises to meet you and with joy they will say,
Mistake none, we are here to show you your way."
Just the other day I heard the most wonderful string of words: "There is no path to Enlightenment, there is only stepping out of the Darkness." Bam. The world is shifting, flowing into new territory, and I see more and more that people are placing others upon pedestals less and less. We are all human, all fallible, and there is no means to an end. We came from the spirit realm, we know it there well. And that is to where we shall return.
Tonight I was spending some fabulous quality time with my eight year old niece. She was having great fun goofing around, and one of her plays included her donning a pair of too-large heels, turning to the door and exclaiming, "Oh my, it's midnight!" Then running for the door, she kicked one shoe off and left it behind... having us all laughing so hard we were in stitches.
This got my sometimes too-deep mind running later on in the evening... it is indeed midnight. The end of one cycle, moving from light of day to dark of night momentarily, allowing the world and all beings upon it to rest before we give birth again to the light. And sometimes, we need to kick off our old shoes and find a new pair.
The sleep is being wiped from our eyes, even while commercials, flyers and advertisements are being hurled our way to spend, spend, spend. The old is making way for the new, and perhaps we are experiencing its final death throes. Could this be true? Are we really clearing through the brushes to pave new paths for yet uncharted soul journeys? The old won't go down without a fight, and this is where we must keep the light in our eyes shining strong, our senses alive and engaged.
We hear so much of the statement, "it's not about You", while in the same breath we are told that the work that we do on ourselves is what will effect the outcome of all that surrounds us. So in this regard, everything is about You. What I will say to that is this... we are learning to step into our power as individuals, while sensing the intrinsic pulse that connects and keeps us all as One. We each came here for a reason. Each of us carries a Medicine, and we are each a piece of the greater cosmic puzzle. Some vastly aware of their missions, some working corporate jobs perhaps unaware of the lightwork they are performing, and there are all levels of awareness in between.
I am reminded of a spiritual teacher who once told me a story. She had been rushing to buy lunch between classes and was digging through her purse for change. Outside of the shop was an older man, appearing weathered and homeless, and he asked her to spare some of her change. She replied that no, she could not, and with an apology she rushed into the cafe. As she turned to leave with her food, she passed the man on her way out. As he walked, she saw rainbow colours and beautiful codes flying out from beneath the man`s feet. She stopped, frozen, and looked up at the man. He paused to catch her gaze, and then with a sparkle in his eye, he winked at her. My teacher at this point remembers standing there awestruck and thinking, ``I know nothing.``
So I end here with this - perhaps clarity is finally gracing us as we dust off the shoes we brought with us to wear at this time. They may feel a bit tight, but if we just wear them around the house for awhile, we`ll break them in and finally be able to wear them out. Maybe even spend some time dancing the night away in them, and with a bit of luck, grace, and faerie dust, maybe our coaches won't turn into pumpkins (wink, wink ;)
This was written by a friend of mine, and I felt the need to share. Please enjoy.
Prayer for the People
As energies shift and change on the planet it causes stresses in the plates, which then shift as well. As these plates move into a different alignment, it shows us the energy we need to move into – malleable (capable of being honed and shaped without breaking). This is reflected in our personal lives and the lives of all we know. There is a real shake-down going on in the world. People are waking up. People are passing beyond the veil to prepare our world on the energetic level. This has been evident in my life as my relationships change and morph into something other than what they were and as people, young and elder, pass away; people that seemed would be together for always, are divorcing. The most unlikely people are getting together. Something is afoot.
We cannot know all that is happening as it is far beyond our finite mind. We can, however, move into our Spirit and willingly make the shifts required within us. We can do this through prayer and meditation, by quieting our mind, by reaching out to help others, by reaching out for help from others, and by stepping into our Light. ‘We are greater than we know.’ There is an acronym for this – WAG – willingness, action, gratitude.
We create the story of our lives so that we can live on this world ie: wife, husband, father, mother, grandmother, grandfather, friend, healing facilitator, drafts person, and so on, then live out those scripts as best we can, becoming completely involved in the illusion that we call ‘my life’. Entanglement and confusion arise from this behaviour. When we hang on too tightly to our own personal story, we can be terribly hurt by it. We need to let go of the reigns and give them back to the Creator of All That Is. That is where our Power comes from. We need to always remember that it is our Spirit within us that animates our flesh and bones, and that it is the survivor in all of this and the only lesson that is ever learned is the lesson of Love. The only question we need to ask ourselves is – did I do that with Love?
Over this last weekend, and every day for as long as it takes, we send healing rays of Love and Light into the situation in Japan, and continue to do so for Libya, Iran, and everywhere that people are suffering.
It is our prayer that all who suffer will know peace and all who hate and fear will move into a state of Love.
Please join us daily, at whatever time is right for you, in prayer and meditation, with the purpose of sending Healing Rays of Love and Light to all who suffer. Thank you.
“Only after the last tree has been cut down, only after the last fish has been caught, only after the last river has been poisoned, only then will you realize that money cannot be eaten.” - Cree Proverb
Lately there have been plenty of childhood memories surfacing for me. The other night I watched a show about a man who is travelling the globe to take part in the lifestyles, ceremonies and rituals of indigenous cultures. He is doing so in the hopes of learning their ancient ways and telling their stories before they die out for good. Brilliant, I thought - absolutely brilliant. This brought me to recall the time I was preparing to move to Ireland, and over a cup of fresh organic coffee I said to a friend that it was part of my plan to attempt to learn some Irish Gaelic; this was just something I always knew in my heart and my soul that I would do. “Well“, he said, “Now why would you do that? There’s a dying language.” A bit surprised, as to me it was obvious … “Well that’s precisely why“, I replied.
Reflecting upon this I remembered the ‘tests’ I would put myself through as I was growing up. Even though we never had much in the first place, I was always getting rid of things. I refused to accept or play with dolls, opting instead for one well loved stuffed bear. Along with that, my music collection, clothes and a bed, my room was filled to what I was content with. I was quite happy also with a tall round Tupperware container filled with clothespins, and I would spend lots of time clipping the pins around the upper edge of this container. By the end I was very happy with the completed ‘fan’ look. As the years progressed for me, it became a game of “What can I do without? How minimally can I live?” I could never quite understand why I did this, why I had such a repulsion to most things I felt were frivolous or unnecessarily technological. I later realized that subconsciously, I wanted to be prepared to live out my life comfortably even if all things as we knew them were taken away. There was a sort of deep seated thought pattern that said “This, as it is, won’t last … be ready… “
I knew this idea could also be a bit extreme. Until I lived with a girl who really WAS extreme. And I realized I wasn’t alone in my quest for the minimal. She would keep the heating down in the house to such an extent that the pipes would freeze while it was colder than forty below outside, and you could see your breath inside. We would wear layer upon layer inside of the house, with hats and scarves, and I would have to sleep in fleece outerwear just to sleep comfortably. She later admitted to me that she was testing herself, to see how cold she could stand it. I would be going to teach classes, already so frozen by the time I got there, that I still wouldn’t feel warm by the end of class. So I thought, there needs to be a balance. I realized, there is no need to be harsh to myself any longer in order to understand how to “live without”. And this balance comes down to that which I learned in so many of my energy work and spiritual healing classes - absolutely everything is about the give and take.
This is a concept forgotten by many for so long, but one which I believe is re-awakening. If you take something, give something back. And as has been the way with indigenous communities, and as we all inherently know and remember somewhere within our psyches, this doesn’t need to be a material exchange. There are subtle exchanges as well, exchanges of thought and sentiment, exchanges of good deeds, exchanges of energy. If someone wishes you well, it is a natural response to wish them well in return. Relationships are wonderful practice rooms for healthy exchange. It takes all one can muster not to respond in kind to a negative word or action. On another level, the earth is giving to us continually, sustaining us and nurturing us. We drink of her blood (water), walk on her body (soil), are kept warm by her vital energy (fire) and are supported by her essence (air). It is the indigenous cultures and those practising indigenous ways that have kept the exchange and the gratitude alive.
Giving thanks every single day is empowering. Being aware of one’s surroundings is empowering. We need to come back to our natural and innate connection to our elements, animals, and negative space; ie, that which we cannot “see” with our eyes alone. Increase our collective awareness. The ways of greed, anger, selfishness, and violence are not innate to the human condition. It took a long time for these programs to be bred into the human vein, and we are now at a time in our planet’s cycle where these programs are being triggered, challenged, and preparing to be disseminated. As with any cleansing of the old, it is initially a painful process but will be so rewarded in the end. Many cultures believe that it is in fact the heart which is the mind. And most shamanic teachings tell us that it is with the heart that we “see”.
I am now reminded of a wonderful teacher of mine. We met at a time of great transition in my life, and I don’t believe in coincidences. He was a Native elder, true to form, living in the forest straight off of the land and performing healing work with medicinal herbs and plants. When we first met he triggered me greatly, as I knew what he had come across my path to do. So naturally, I closed off to him, out of fear and my mind telling me “I’m not prepared”. But we’re never really prepared, are we? Knowing what was going on with me, he looked me straight in the eye and said “I AM a true shaman”. I blinked, my resolve struck for a moment. Then my cheeky aspect of self replied, “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting you. I don’t have any tobacco”. He blinked. Then he chuckled. I then broke down and began to divulge to him what I hadn’t told anyone in many, many years … the dreams I’d had, the visions I’d been having, some about the past, some seeming to be future, but all with a common thread and with the idea that “time” is simultaneous. He calmed me down and gave me basic instructions on what to do next. I became his student for a time, and one thing he showed me involved being able to “see” a blood clot within the chest of a friend of mine. He then proceeded to draw the clot out and to my amazement, a dark red spot appeared on the back of his hand as he worked. It grew in size until he had finished. Appalled, and in the spirit of give-and-take, I asked him, “What on earth will you do with that now? You can’t keep it!” With a smirk of patience, he replied, “I will take it home and give it to a tree”. Again creaked my cheekiness, “But how do you know the tree wants it?”. Chuckles, chuckles, and more chuckles … but no reply. Fair enough, I thought. I clearly have much more to learn! Much time has passed since then, and I am so grateful. The balance of give and take, an easy concept, but a not so easy practice. We are getting there. All of us.
“They will start as fires that burn within us, and we will burn up with desires and conflict if we do not remember the original teachings, and return to the peaceful way of life.”
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