Saturday, March 30, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Yes.
"We were made and set here to give voice to our astonishments." -- Annie Dillard
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Home,
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Love,
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Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Loss; whose other side is salvation....
Everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
-- Mary Oliver
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
-- Mary Oliver
Sunday, March 17, 2013
How To Get What You Want
A very wise woman once told me that you have to create specific receptivity for the things you want to experience in your life. If you are afraid to tell you the Universe that you want something, it will not necessarily fall into your lap. Instead, bravery, perseverance and honesty about our deepest longings are rewarded much more often than self-protective indifference. To illustrate this truth, this same wise woman asked me to think of a moment in my lifetime that felt particularly joyful. I thought about it and settled on a moment of spiritual significance I had once experienced on a trip to Mexico.
Her follow up questioning sounded something like this: "Now tell me, did you make yourself available for that joy? Did you ask for it? Did you put yourself in its path, and bravely stand there with your naked longing? Or did you pretend not to need what you received in that moment?"
I think we're often afraid to ask for what we want - let alone acknowledge it to ourselves - because some superstitious part of us believes that we might be setting ourselves up for unbearable disappointment. Yet, my own short experience on earth tells me that the Universe is not easily moved to collaborate with us when we're defended against her in this sort of passive-aggressive way. Of course, figuring out how to open our hearts towards our own deepest longings takes courage precisely because it means we have to be willing to relate to the most vulnerable parts of ourselves first.
The habitually unexamined self might think we want a certain job, partner, vacation, car, prestige, or positive recognition when really we're after something much deeper like "love, belonging, meaning, safety, healing, significance, or transcendence". While considering this, I was reminded of the Christian scripture that says, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you". Perhaps we have misunderstood this teaching so often because we've misunderstood ourselves more often.
Her follow up questioning sounded something like this: "Now tell me, did you make yourself available for that joy? Did you ask for it? Did you put yourself in its path, and bravely stand there with your naked longing? Or did you pretend not to need what you received in that moment?"
I think we're often afraid to ask for what we want - let alone acknowledge it to ourselves - because some superstitious part of us believes that we might be setting ourselves up for unbearable disappointment. Yet, my own short experience on earth tells me that the Universe is not easily moved to collaborate with us when we're defended against her in this sort of passive-aggressive way. Of course, figuring out how to open our hearts towards our own deepest longings takes courage precisely because it means we have to be willing to relate to the most vulnerable parts of ourselves first.
The habitually unexamined self might think we want a certain job, partner, vacation, car, prestige, or positive recognition when really we're after something much deeper like "love, belonging, meaning, safety, healing, significance, or transcendence". While considering this, I was reminded of the Christian scripture that says, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you". Perhaps we have misunderstood this teaching so often because we've misunderstood ourselves more often.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Namaste, you guys.
"The hallmark of insanity is to know that you are God. It is absolutely taboo, especially in the Christian religion. Jesus got crucified for knowing it and the Christians said, "Okay, okay, Jesus was God, but let it stop right there. Nobody else." But the Gospel is a revelation to us all of something that the Hindus have known all along, tat tvam asi, you are it! If Jesus had lived in India, they would have congratulated him for finding out rather than crucified him. There have been many people in India who knew they were God in disguise. Sri Ramakrishna, Sri Ramana, Krishna, and the Buddha - they all discovered it, because it is not an exclusive claim that I alone am that, but that you all are, and as I look into your eyes I see the universe looking back at me". -- Alan Watts
Monday, March 11, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Aunt Leaf
Needing one, I invented her – - -
the great-great-aunt dark as hickory
called Shining-Leaf, or Drifting-Cloud
or The-Beauty-of-the-Night.
Dear aunt, I’d call into the leaves,
and she’d rise up, like an old log in a pool,
and whisper in a language only the two of us knew
the word that meant follow,
and we’d travel
cheerful as birds
out of the dusty town and into the trees
where she would change us both into something quicker – - -
two foxes with black feet,
two snakes green as ribbons,
two shimmering fish – - – and all day we’d travel.
At day’s end she’d leave me back at my own door
with the rest of my family,
who were kind, but solid as wood
and rarely wandered. While she,
old twist of feathers and birch bark,
would walk in circles wide as rain and then
float back
scattering the rags of twilight
on fluttering moth wings;
or she’d slouch from the barn like a gray opossum;
or she’d hang in the milky moonlight
burning like a medallion,
this bone dream, this friend I had to have,
this old woman made out of leaves.
-- Mary Oliver
the great-great-aunt dark as hickory
called Shining-Leaf, or Drifting-Cloud
or The-Beauty-of-the-Night.
Dear aunt, I’d call into the leaves,
and she’d rise up, like an old log in a pool,
and whisper in a language only the two of us knew
the word that meant follow,
and we’d travel
cheerful as birds
out of the dusty town and into the trees
where she would change us both into something quicker – - -
two foxes with black feet,
two snakes green as ribbons,
two shimmering fish – - – and all day we’d travel.
At day’s end she’d leave me back at my own door
with the rest of my family,
who were kind, but solid as wood
and rarely wandered. While she,
old twist of feathers and birch bark,
would walk in circles wide as rain and then
float back
scattering the rags of twilight
on fluttering moth wings;
or she’d slouch from the barn like a gray opossum;
or she’d hang in the milky moonlight
burning like a medallion,
this bone dream, this friend I had to have,
this old woman made out of leaves.
-- Mary Oliver
Friday, March 8, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Healing the Ancestral Lines
Recently,
I had a beautiful and strange experience called a Tarpana ceremony. Tarpana is
an Ayurvedic ritual that combines physical massage with spiritual
journeying (or "active imagination") into a timeless, spaceless place
in which I was encouraged to have conversations with people (alive and dead)
with whom I have established or inherited unhealthy relationship patterns.
The
Tarpana ritual turned out to be much more powerful than I expected at first. Combining
bodywork with spiritual and psychological sensitivity helped me feel into the
places in my body where I was holding onto these attachments. From there, I
could then work to release these holding patterns in the psyche and the body
simultaneously. I have done many, many kinds of therapy and spiritual healing
rituals in my life, but this one in particular brought something unexpected: a
new sense of personal responsibility.
Let me
explain.
After the
ceremony, I felt myself start to understand - both mentally and viscerally -
that my attitudes towards the people in my life (past and present) manifest as
inner attitudes towards myself. I could see how all the negative energy I’d
been directing towards any of my relationships created the same experience of
negativity in my own body! For example: if I was defending against empathy and
understanding in a relationship with someone else, I was blocking off the flow
of empathy and understanding within my own system. Alternatively, when I
allowed empathy and understanding to arise towards this person, those same
energies began to flow freely in my body again.
Many
intuitive healers talk about the role of psychological or spiritual sickness in
the manifestation of physical dis-ease. I saw this very clearly during my
Tarpana ritual. It was as if the innate flow of healing energy was being
released from behind a dam of my own creation. It became suddenly obvious to me
that while the abundance I seek is within my own reach, it is also not freely
available if I’m willfully defended against others - alive or dead; present or
absent; known or unknown.
As Rumi
says, "Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all
the barriers within yourself that you have built against it".
May all
beings Awaken. Namaste.
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