Saturday, November 10, 2018

Energy Musings.  Here. Now.

This Weekend.

Theres a chaotic energy whipping through the trees today, stirring things up, moving them around.  In some cases, movement/stirring is a good thing.  In some cases, not so good.  A favorite astrologer of mine likes to talk about loss vs gain in astrology (think retrogrades) not from an absolute perspective as “good or bad” but all relational.  For instance, if you lose a beloved pet, that can be seen as a negative. But if you lose weight to get healthier, that can be a positive.  Loss, though often considered negative, can also be what is necessary and desired.

This is true of everything that is out there, which makes the complexity of our world quite apparent and calls for the need for true discernment in all situations.

Lately, there has been a serious lack of subtle discernment.  While the main “message” of an event (for instance) may be positive, without full understanding of the energetics of language (in particular) we can find ourselves in a deep mess though that was never our initial intention.

And let me tell you, there are those of us out there who are constantly “cleaning up” energetically after such messes and see the implications that others choose not to see.

The request here is to pay attention, and then to pay attention even more deeply still.  How do we do that?

Come in to stillness.  Come in to silence. Rest here a while.  Let go of all attachments.  Let go of all beliefs.  Let go of all triggers.  Let go of all judgement.

No.  REALLY.  ALL of them.

This is where we fall short.  We let go of the things that we want to let go of, but hold on (sometimes even more intensely) to the places we think or believe in.  And we somehow fall in to the very dangerous and false assumption that “if only all those other people would let go of x,y,z…. then the world would truly change”.  If you notice ANY part of you beginning to externalize or blame in this way, take a GIANT step back.  And repeat the steps above.  Clear your internal slate.

So much is happening in the energetic field right now.  Change wants to come.  But those who are initiating that change for the betterment of all beings everywhere are still BLIND to the places where they are actually holding back that very same change they wish to see fully realized.  They think its others that are holding back the change, and fail to realize it is actually them.

All I can say is this: be honest about your blind spots.  Look for them.  Ask others to help you.  You’ll know what they are when you are triggered.  First, you have to recognize when in fact you are triggered (or listen if someone else tells you you are!!).  Then look there.  Whats behind the trigger? Thats the place for you to work.  When there are no more triggers, you come in to the true ‘neutral zone’ and then… only then… will you see the path forward that has been waiting for you, for us, for all this time.

From the depths of my heart and the trueness of my being, I offer you this today, this weekend, and moving forward.

Song of the Day: High Hopes by Panic at the Disco

Friday, Dec 30, 2016

Energy Musings. Here. Now.

Today.

Hope.  What is it?  Where does it come from?  How is it cultivated, nurtured, spread?  It is our most human, humane, response to fear, adversity, pain, hardship.  It is what is on the other side of skepticism, cynicism.  Hope is the truth behind the mask, the thing some of us are scared to even consider because  we are afraid of being ‘wrong’. Afraid that we will get ‘hurt’.  In our fear, we are unwilling to take risks, to be brave, to find Hope.  But Hope requires constant care and attention.  It needs to be rallied, to be voiced, to be watered and fed.

What are you “watering and feeding” in your life right now? As you review the past year and have the unique opportunity to let go into the darkness, look at the things you are nurturing consciously and unconscious through your thoughts, feelings and actions.  You must be honest here.  Its OK.  This is just between You and You.  No need to go announcing it to the world (unless you want to!).  Keep it private for now.  And in that privacy, allow yourself some extra space to accept what it is you really feel.  Do you spend your days angry and flustered?  Distracted?  Accusatory? Obsessed with all that is ‘wrong”?  On the flip side, do you find yourself blissed out?  Numb to the pain?  refusing to the see the darkness?

Neither of these extremes gives us a clear understanding of Hope. For Hope requires acceptance, understanding, truth, clarity and the willingness to believe in something as of yet unknown.  In short, it actually requires all of the above…. the anger, the bliss living together in an honest, real way.

Today, choose Hope.  Not the pie in the sky kind of Hope.  Not the Hope born of desperation because there are no other options.  But real, true, clear, honest… Hope.  Fill each breath, each step, each moment with it.

In this way, we pave a new path forward into 2017, one hope filled step at a time

peace all.

Word of the Day:  Hope

Song of the Day:  The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance

Re-Evolving  

Energy musings?  Here? Now?

Today…..

maybe not.

The plain truth is… I can’t even.  I can’t even find the words, the positive spin, the neutral place from which to translate the complex layers of information that come in. Usually, I can find a thread.  Something digestible that others can take in, can breathe into, and can expand with.  But now the landscape has changed. Completely. Unidentifiably.  I honestly can’t even write the date at the top of the page anymore.  As each new day passes by it feels like another grain of sand slipping through the hourglass of Time.

I don’t mean to sound negative or depressing.  I don’t feel that actually. But it is a difficult, ugly, brutal truth out there.  One that feels like it doesn’t need to be repeated.  I don’t even want to describe it.

There are those who need to protect themselves with blankets of hope, optimism, promise.  Those who need to get angry and riled up and move to political action. Those who need to cry, and feel, and maybe even “wallow”.

I get it.  I get ALL of it.

I can’t say to you: Don’t Wallow… get up and do something!  I can’t say to you:  Don’t be Naive… face the truth!  I can’t say to you :  More anger won’t help:  Find your inner Peace! Although all of this has merit.

And the one guiding principal I feel, is we have to respond differently.  Different from our habitual responses.  As you go through your process and tap into your triggers (emotion? depression? head in the clouds? anger?  blame?  conspiracy? paranoia?), know that they are there to teach you, that why its OK to hang with them for a little while.  But then, it is up to each of us to see them, these triggers, for what they are …. and to clear them.  Now.

In the energetic field, when I tap into the voices that always guide me, I hear one thing over and over and over

“It was never supposed to happen like this”.

But here we are.  Here We Are.

This is all I can tell you.

Here we are.

And as you are going through your own process of reconciliation, understanding, and knowing… look for me.  look for others.  Maybe, just maybe, through this dense fog of illusion, we will see each other.  And your eyes and my eyes will meet.  And in the meeting we will know.  We will know how to stand in this new place, how to take steps forward, how to be.  And as we reach for other, we will find others.  coming together, one at a time.  And as we come together, our joining of breath will clear a space in the fog.  And in that clear space, we will create an opening for more and more people to come.  Slowly, slowly, regaining our discernment and re-creating this world, from the inside out.  Re-Evolving as a species and a planet.

Old habits die hard.  Are you finally willing to let go of yours?

 

Octavia

A story from my day.  Celebrating the extraordinary within the ordinary.  May your lense be clear so that you may see the light all around you now, and always.

I met a woman yesterday.  She was in front of Safeway ringing two bells, one in each hand. She was a Salvation Army volunteer.  Red apron on, christmas hat askew and a broad smile on her warm weathered face.  I noticed she was dancing a little, while ringing her bells, one in each hand.  Creating a rhythm, a pattern and enjoying the moment.  I tapped the beat with my foot as I walked to get my cart. She made me smile.  I greeted her warmly and went inside to shop.

When I came outside after shopping, my son was hungry “RIGHT NOW MOMMY!!!!!” he demanded.  So I sat with him and all our groceries at one of the outdoor tables and let him eat some food I had just purchased.  At that moment, the bell ringing woman appeared.  She was on a break and had a snack with her. She sat at the table behind us to rest and eat.  As she walked by I again said  “hello!”  and smiled broadly.  Her presence truly made me happy. My son looked at her, than at me,  and as though knowing what I was thinking he said (very loudly)  “I hate it when you talk to strangers Mom.  It really bothers me.  You don’t know her.  Why are you saying ‘hi’ like you know her?  You’re embarrassing me.”  and on and on he went as only an 8 yo can.  I listened and gently tried to tell him that she didn’t seem like a stranger to me because I saw her so often in front of the Safeway.  I went on to talk about community and the people we live side by side with who are not really “strangers” at all.  In fact, none of us are really “strangers”.  This just caused him to get more upset and so I was about to just drop it and have the conversation later , when the woman came over to us.

“Hi” she said to us both cheerily.  “Do you mind if I talk to your child?”  she asked me.  “No, not at all” I offered and asked my boy if he would listen to what she had to say.  He didn’t respond to my request, but the woman jumped in amiably.

“Can I talk to you for a moment please?” she asked kindly .  He rolled his eyes and deliberately looked the other way.

“Well, ”  she coaxed, “I would like to see your eyes when we talk please.  Do you mind looking at me?”

To my surprise, he turned to face her and offered her  his intense full gaze.  She met it with absolute gentleness and equal intensity.

“Well,” she began “I just wanted to tell you a little bit about myself so we don’t have to be strangers.”

She went on to talk about her life a bit, how she was old (grandmother age she told him!), how she worked for 25 years and then retired.  She explained to him how much she loves people, ALL people, and how she has the strong desire to help others.  She said that after she retired she couldn’t just sit at home and do nothing so she started volunteering wherever she could.  She now volunteers with Salvation Army working 10 hour days in front of Safeway ringing her bells and hoping kind people will give whatever they can to the charity.  She talked about families and children who have very little, no toys, no home, no food, and how every little bit helps and how each time we reach out to help another, we make the world a better place.  She told him how lucky he was to have parents, a home, food, warm clothes, toys and to always be grateful. She did all this without ever sounding preachy or getting angry or raising her voice or making him/us feel bad about our privilege. His gaze met hers the whole time and she never once looked away from him.

At the end she simply said to my boy, “Thank you so much for listening to me”

And then I turned to her and asked her name. “Octavia” she said.  I expressed my gratitude for taking the time to talk to my son.  She smiled a kind “You’re welcome” and gently went back to her meal.

A moments exchange that revealed humanity at its very best.  The kind words of a wise elder meeting the willing ears of a young boy.  In this exchange, I saw the most authentic expression of hope.

We can change the world.  One person at a time.  We just need to listen. And speak with authenticity.