August 20, 2010 OF TIME, TWEETS AND SOULS FLYING FREE
With all the Facebook, Tweets and Twits stuff going on, I sometimes feel like it's all too much. Just give me a real live human being with whom to converse while sitting in the shade of the redwood tree in my own front yard. No computers, no cell phones, nothing that needs rebooting or recharging! (Except me!)
Especially this week, I feel deep appreciation for the simple things in life....and for life itself.
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Earlier this week, I spent nearly 72 hours with a dear woman named Jean, a former client. I had the honor of playing the role of "spiritual midwife" as she transitioned from her body. She'd been valiantly dealing with cancer for several years, and at age 74, it was now time to let go, and move on.
After many long hours, during which her body and soul prepared themselves for this transition, I was gifted to be at her side at the moment of release. I was able to witness the look of indescribable joy and awe that shone through her barely opened eyelids in the instant before she left her body.
She'd been unconscious for the better part of three days, so for her to return to awareness just enough to reveal that beauty to me - and to her daughter, Sherrie, who was on her other side - was an unspeakably precious gift.
I don't know precisely what Jean experienced in that moment, but I do know she wanted us to know it was beautiful beyond imagining. A single tear rolled down her parched cheek, and then she was gone.
Sherrie and I sat wide-eyed, feeling an indescribable awe and Lightness of Being, as we both cried and laughed and hugged across her mom's now-uninhabited body. Then, I turned and softly played "Amazing Grace" on my crystal singing bowls, as Jean's soul flew free.
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So, although time marches on at an ever-increasing rate here on this earthly plane, I've been freshly reminded that what truly matters knows not the bounds of time, nor the confines of the body. Who we truly are could never be expressed in a tweet, a twit, a blog, or a book of any kind - Face or otherwise!
As the birds flutter amongst the branches above me, singing their songs with joyful abandon, I find myself joyfully reflecting that each of us has a unique song to sing... and wings with which to fly.
I am blessed with that knowing. I wish for you the same blessing.
Namaste.
Relax Into Healing...
September 30, 2008 AND THE PHOENIX SHALL RISE FROM THE ASHES...
“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself…” FDR’s infamous words, spoken during the Great Depression, are ringing loud and clear today.
It’s really pretty amazing to be living in these times of such accelerated change. Our political and economic arenas are exploding with unprecedented happenings, with what may appear to be chaos and doom. But viewed through another lens, this “chaos” is incredibly exciting and, potentially, earthshakingly transformative.
I believe we are living in a time in which we are creating a shift of such magnitude that it’s nearly incomprehensible. Sometimes, tuning into the outer drama that’s unfolding, my human self feels more than a bit shaken. (”Omigod, half my retirement account just went up in smoke.”). And yet, something deeper…much deeper….knows it’s all okay. In fact, it feels electrifyingly necessary and good.
As Einstein said, “A problem cannot be solved from the same consciousness level in which it was created.” What a great example of this principle we’re seeing all around us: the contentious war in Iraq, the grand-scale economic melt-down, the flailing health-care system…to name but a few…ALL of these outer circumstances were created from a mass consciousness level that no longer exists!! And so the outer form MUST break down to make way for the new. The phoenix will rise from its ashes.
What a historic moment we witnessed yesterday in Congress: both parties uniting to vote down the 700 billion dollar bail-out bill (a desperate attempt to keep the rapidly crumbling economic structures in place. Our representatives in Congress just said “NO!”. *(see P.S., below)
They…..we!!........drew a line in the sand, and said, “Thus far and no farther! This madness may not continue. We will no longer be manipulated by fear, in a system ruled by greed.” Enough of us woke up and spoke up, and demanded, on a deep soul level, that the old give way to the new. Just as we did at our nation’s inception, we let the ruling political powers know that THIS IS IT. WE ARE BIRTHING A NEW NATION.
The political clime must and always does reflect our collective consciousness. So hooray for us! Enough of us are waking up, and speaking up, that the dawn of rebirth is beginning to glimmer, even in the midst of seeming destruction and chaos.
My soul is on fire. It feels as if I’ve been waiting for this chapter in human history for a very long time. Let us relinquish the old as gracefully as possible, while holding strong the Vision of what we know, deep inside, is really possible. This is it. We are, indeed, the change we seek.
Namaste.
P.S. - Obviously, I wrote the above entry the day after the vote on the original bill. It, of course, was subsequently modified and passed into law. Yet I leave the above as is. This is the most politically oriented "rant" I've ever written, and felt important to me to speak out about. I believe it is historic that the initial reaction was to defeat this bill. The long term effects of the ultimate passage of the "bail out" bill remain to be seen. Meanwhile, I stand my ground, and applaud those lawmakers who had the courage and farsightedness to stand theirs. Having now said this, let me also say with just as deep a conviction, that I honor all points of view, including those in seeming opposition to mine. God bless America, and all nations. Namaste.
