Traveling with my oldest son to Colorado. We were sharing some of our recent aha’s. My son had watched a movie on netfliks called The Quantum Activist. He was excited how science and spirituality have joined paths. Science, especially quantum physics is proving what the mystics have been saying for thousands of years. In this program, a physicist talks about how in “being” we allow infinite possibilities to present themselves through our imagination. Once we take action and “do” we collapse the field into one “reality”. Therefore, the frenetic “doing” that has been the cultural norm, has kept us locked into one pattern. We have been enslaved by this doing to the point of living very narrow lives. I used to marvel at the way my world opened up when I took a vacation and was able to step out of the matrix for a time. New possibilities presented themselves. Joy and harmony seemed to be within reach.The recommendation was to become be-ers more and do-ers less. Abraham Hicks reinforces this concept with taking the emotional journey first, the imagination set free, then the action journey requires so much less.
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Finding our Balance
As I sat at the airport on my return from my East coast visit, I watched as people attempted to find purchase on these stools. The table had plugs for computers and iphones so it attracted users. The problem was that the stools were made for giants, folks at least six foot tall. It was interesting to see how every one’s feet were clawing at the air, trying to find a landing spot. Once they realized that there was none, they resorted to crossing their feet as the closest thing to comfort that they could find. Everyone
Opening to Our Divinity
I love peonies and was delighted to visit a display of dozens of varieties that I had never seen. I was amazed as I peered inside a few, at the vibrant colors that resided therein. So much beauty. The petals enfolded the inner beauty and it took some probing to uncover the lime green stamens, coral filaments, deep dark centers that were hidden inside. I laughed with delight at the amazing colors and textures swirling within. I felt doubly gifted as I enjoyed the richness and softness of the outer petals as well as the beauty that lay deep within. And of course, the lovely fragrance that filled the air.
Emerging From the Confusion
This was a beautiful willow sculpture at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens which I recently visited with my aunt. There are layers and layers of branches that have been intertwined into lovely, lyrical sculptural forms. I love the organic nature of these works of art and the way that they sit in the landscape like nests of some unknown creature. I feel as though they could be my nest. As I peeked out of one of the openings and my aunt caught my image, it occurred to me that I have recently emerged from a tangled, jumbled time of criss-crossing paths and intertwining timelines to land in this present moment. I have traveled the four directions of Canada and the USA with no real knowing other than tuning in daily to the call of Spirit. I could not articulate what I was doing though I knew that it was mine to do. Mostly it was being and driving! Lots of driving in my dear Maxie, she of the rainbow light.
Moving Through the Gateway to More of Myself
It is an interesting thing in these times how we will be called to an event only to discover that the important nugget or aha for us, had little to do with the original idea of why we were there. I found this to be the case during my recent time in Virginia. The workshop was wonderful and I was so happy to remember the ways of working with the elements and the land. I felt expanded and renewed. Yet, that was not the reason that I came.
New Ways of Creating
Time is such a fluid concept. Days pass and I am floating my way through them of late. I am on the East coast, enjoying time with a friend. We traveled to Virginia for a one day workshop on Sacred Temple Building. Yes, I flew across the country to attend this workshop as when I saw the email, I felt such a hit in my heart that I knew that it was important for me. I had a flash of doing this work in another lifetime and saw that my friend was one who worked with me. The hostess said that when she saw my name, she knew that my coming was important also. We all honored our knowing and opened ourselves to the magic. I truly love the way Spirit works in my life, leading me onward to more of myself all the time.
Mula Bandha and Criticisms
Last week, or sometime in the not too distant
The Open Heart
This statue of Saint Francis was standing in the garden at the Santa Barbara Mission. You can see that it has weathered in the elements. I was caught by the way his chest has rotted away. To me it spoke of his heart which was so beautiful and open. He did not shield it nor protect it but left it open to all the elements. He faced much criticism in his lifetime from his family and friends who did not understand his chosen path. I could feel such a resonance with him. He opened his heart so wide to the people and animals around him. Now he can shelter the birds that he so loved. They can actually find a space to land in his heart.
Clearing a Path
Yesterday I spent time clearing the pathway next to the cottage that my friends are so graciously hosting me in. It was rewarding on so many levels. First there was the delight that I felt energy moving through my body that wanted to be used. Hurrah! Second, I was able to breathe in the beauty of the trees, the sun-dappled shade, the birds singing and touching the earth so tangibly. Third, the path was one that my youngest son had been hired to relay years ago (don’t you love friends who support your children!) It was fun to see how well it had held up, only lifting in a couple of spots where the tree roots had grown larger. Fourth, by clearing the plants from the edges, it framed the remaining spaces in such a way that their beauty was more clearly evident.