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Stepping into Joy
I love Denise Linn and her wisdom. Today these words of hers appeared on my FB wall, “When you step into your joy, you’ll recognize the need to release people that consistently make you feel anything less. Be your own fierce protector.”
The more light we let in, the less room there is for pain. Pockets of dense matter suddenly start breaking away. But, it is not always an easy process. In my last blogs I have spoken of my struggle to heed the urgings of my guides and their messages that have often come through so strongly in my dreams and meditations. Recognizing that I have immersed myself and my family in an environment that I had tried to believe was premised on love and community, but was really dominated by the undertones of fear, has been difficult, at best.
These last few weeks I have struggled to break free. I have felt anger, sadness, guilt and remorse. I have felt alone, as the resistance extends to my family. But I have also felt the undertones of freedom and my own personal power. I know that sometimes relationships are meant to end, having served out their purposes, it is time to move on. Yet, sometimes we need to be “fierce” in our approach to break free from an environment that we now recognize as abusive. The other people involved will not see themselves in the same way we now perceive them, as they are still living in that place trapped by pain. They will often try to keep your ties firmly knotted, so that you remain in a place of less light. It makes them feel better. It makes their pain bodies feel powerful.
I also know that I have benefitted from these circumstances. Each is a lesson; a chance to grow and move to a place of more light and healing. More light seeps into the pockets of pain, breaking away the dense energy that has been trapped. I am reminded that when we are called to move beyond a place of pain, all parties benefit, even if it is not recognized. The worst thing we can do is to stay in an effort to protect the egos of others. We must have the courage to see beyond to the soul, realizing that when we act from the seat of our heart, we can only help the souls of others.
Consistency
If you eat one meal a week, your body will not be nourished. The same concept applies to our souls. We are each here to fulfill the journey we set out to follow when we decided to incarnate in this life. Yet, we often forget to nourish ourselves.
I have been inconsistent in feeding my soul this summer. With my children home, I have chosen not to focus on my own needs. Meditation has been sporadic, at best. On my children’s last day of school I got certified for Shamballa energy healing, levels 1 and 2. Ideally I would be practicing energy healing on myself every day, but that too has been sporadic. Then there is writing. Something I know I need to do everyday. A psychic once suggested that I at least try to journal everyday. Journaling has never been something I am happy doing, but she had a good point. My soul needs me to write everyday. I’m not doing that this summer.
So, I shouldn’t have been surprise last week (and I wasn’t, I knew the results before they came) when I had my TSH levels checked and found out they were rising instead of dropping. If we don’t heal and nurture our souls, our bodies won’t heal. They are our barometers for our spiritual health. When we experience dis-ease in the physical, our souls are crying out for nourishment.
The confirmation that my throat chakra was not spinning in a glorious blue wheel of truth was not a surprise, but it was a good wake up call. Sometimes we need to let things go and make way for our needs. Let the laundry sit another day. Let the kids watch another half hour of TV. Let the grass grow another day. Sit and listen to your soul and find our what it wants. Do it everyday and you will thrive.
Namaste
Free Bird, Fly
The lyrics of Lynyrd Skynyrd filtered through my dream ruminations as I walked the dogs earlier this morning. Often, spirit spends me messages through songs. They are a blunt, yet kind reminders of the crux of my present state.
Last night I dreamed I was in an elevator. After the doors were closed and the button was pushed, I found myself drifting swiftly towards the ceiling until I hovered there alone. Everyone else’s feet were grounded as the elevator moved towards its destination. I panicked, asking someone to pull me down. Finally, the bellhop grabbed my legs and pulled me to the floor. When my feet were back on level ground, I searched my wallet for a tip. Intending initially to give him 2, 1 dollar bills, I pulled out a 5 instead. In her book, The Hidden Power of Dreams, Denise Linn writes that the number 5 is often indicative of freedom, “the number of the free soul, of excitement, and of change.” It is “self-emancipating.” (p. 206)
The messages from spirit could not be more clear. A week ago I saw Eagle during meditation. After flying freely through the heavens, Eagle landed upon a large, white oval egg. As I watched, this symbol of freedom and the egg it clutched between its talons, it rotated upon the air as though upon an invisible pedestal. “What do you wish to tell me,” I asked. Eagle replied, “I am incubating you until you are ready to hatch out.”
When I asked my guides to bring me to the under-world for healing, I found myself on a pond with my palms turned up to the heavens. Beneath me I was sitting on a pink lotus flower, its petals in full bloom. I was Sarasvati, her energy pouring through my palms. A large, healthy fish swam around me, leaping through the surface like a dolphin.
I have a dear friend in Savannah, Georgia. My friend is a transplant of the south, having grown up in the northeast. In the south she often finds herself the outsider. She is not only a writer, she is a mom and an environmental activist. We share these traits. While I have always shirked from confrontation though, my friend shines when she is “agitating the pot.” Her powerful, beautiful soul shines through in these moments when she stands, often alone, amongst the masses to voice her thoughts regarding perceived injustices. She was an instrumental force in shutting down a polluting power plant near her home. The victory resulted in the clearing of her son’s asthma. My friend is a testament to the power of the spirit. I find her power inspirational.
Often, it takes me long periods of bubbling silence until I finally reach the point of action. The water in the pot, nearly, if not already, boiling over. I have yet to achieve comfort in standing alone – in hovering above the crowds, secure in my wisdom. There are times though, when our souls call us to action; when silence is not the path to peace. Like my friend, I am often called to act when a situation not only concerns my own health (I mean this on a soul and physical level), but the health of my family. I have to trust that sometimes my vision extends beyond those around me, to the seat of the soul. This is a sometimes troubling “gift” I have had since childhood. When I was young and opened my mouth to speak my truth, I was silenced. The same fear holds me like an invisible noose.
The challenge for many of us, I suspect, is learning to speak with compassion and conviction. Oppressors of individual freedom most often have no idea that they are oppressors, as they exist within their own environments of fear. When we oppress others, our souls are crying out for our own freedom, yet our shadow selves will often take over and use “power” or physical force to silence those around us. Often those who are silenced are the souls who have been victimized many times in the past (or in traumatic past lives that they are still recovering from). They are easy targets.
The oppressors in my life have often been people I love deeply, making it exponentially more difficult to confront them and remove myself and my family from their toxic energy. Sometimes their true souls shine through in the white light of love, but too often they are crippled within the darkness of pain. My efforts to “heal” them with love fail, as I learn it is not my path to change theirs. Yet, people must not compromise individual health and the health of their children, spouses, etc, by allowing a toxic relationship to occur. Even if we cannot shine a light of mutual understanding on these circumstances, we must have the courage to break free while still within the place of love.
Luminous Beings We Are
My daughter, Ava, came into this world remembering. I hope she never forgets. Between the ages of 1 and 2 she fell in love with birds, remembering her wings. It was a game we played, especially her “Gampy.” Two souls on very different levels, teaching each other. She would sit on his lap in front of his computer screen, while he pulled up the songs of the birds she was learning. “What’s this one,” he would ask, and she’d identify the voice. For her second birthday I gave her a “Bird Party,” and she dazzled the guests with her ability to identify and name. It seemed fated that my husband and I had chosen the name “Ava” for our daughter. A being of the earth, but not bound to it.
When she was two, Ava traded in her passion for birds for a new love. Yoda. My husband had begun showing her nonviolent scenes from “Star Wars,” and Ava developed a crush on the adorably ugly green being. Again, we all jumped on board. I found her a Yoda costume for Halloween, my parents a back-pack for her birthday. When she turned 3 we urged the party-goers to hit the dark side of the pinata, which bore the taped figure of Darth Vader, to release the prizes held within.
As with the birds, I found my young daughter’s natural attraction to the essence of her existence fascinating and beautiful. Today, my wish is that each of you be reminded of what “Luminous beings we are.” – Yoda
Mother Nature’s GMO
This morning in my email mailbox I had a newsletter from Kaitlyn Keyt, who communicates with nature spirits to create high vibrational products. Her website is: http://vibesup.com/
In today’s newsletter she wrote about programming plant seeds with your saliva to grow produce designed for your best health. Quite a wild concept, isn’t it? I bet you want to try it? I do.
Naturally, I felt the urge to write a little poem:
Mother Nature’s GMO
she said spit on seeds
I thought of almonds
coated with candy
lay them on earth, catch
sun rays, burn your code
back into the womb
“Let the day find you.” – Mary A. Hall, channeling the Divine
The Wisdom of Trees: A Guided Meditation
This meditation came to me in 2012, but I am updating it and expanding upon it, as it lacked fluidity and needed some expansion.
Find a comfortable place to sit with your bare feet touching the ground (or floor). Point your toes slightly inward so that the key energy points in your feet are connecting to the Earth. If it is more comfortable for you to lie down, that is also fine. It is your intentional connection to the Earth energy that matters most.
Play soft music if you wish and light a candle on a safe surface in front of you, encircling it with symbols that have a meaningful connection to Earth for you, such as animal totem figurines, crystals, stones, leaves, flowers or feathers.
If you choose to, place meditation crystals or stones you feel a connection to at this moment, in your palms. While you meditate you may feel like bringing these crystals together along with your palms, so that one hand loosely cups the top of your other hand, completing a circle of energy.
Close your eyes and take 3 deep breaths, pulling the red energy of the Earth up through your body, through the soles of your feet, up through the base of our spine and into all the cells of your body, grounding and connecting you with the sacred energy of Earth. While you are taking these grounding breaths, call in your spirit guides, animal guides, guardian angels, the fairies and other energies of light. Ask them to work with you in your highest good to heal a place of dis-ease in your body, or an emotion you are struggling to release. Or, simply ask for general guidance and healing, and for these sacred energies to help guide you along your life’s path.
Imagine a golden or white translucent cloak of energy surrounding you in protection, knowing that your body is safe while your spirit takes this journey.
You now find yourself in a forest glen surrounded by a small circle of trees. Fairies dance among the delicate star-like flowers at your feet and fly through the green leaves of the trees surrounding you. Your animal and spirit guides have entered the glen with you, along with the angels and beings of light you have called in. You are surrounded and supported by their love. You are completely safe.
As you continue to breathe deeply and evenly, you find your feet becoming like the roots of trees, and you send these roots deep into the Earth, until you reach the crystalline center. You are now powerfully grounded into the Earth, strong and stable. Nothing can topple you. Gaia, the great Earth Mother, is sharing her energy with you, and your hearts beat as one. Allow your body and soul to welcome her healing love, knowing that the energy you share with her is also shared with all living beings on the planet. Take a moment to offer your love and gratitude to Gaia and all life on this beautiful planet you call home.
Begin now to send this wonderful life force energy up through your body, knowing that as you do, it is filled with the red and green energies of the Earth, which stabilize and heal. Send this energy to all cells within your body, allowing them to fill with vitality and health.
The trunk of your body, your torso, is like the trunk of a tree, stable and strong. Feel the strength of your spinal column aligned in perfect health. Breathe in this knowing.
Now feel the energy expand through your upper torso and into your head. Your arms have become like the branches of a tree, and you may wish to raise them to the sky, or simply imagine that they are connecting you with the Divine life force energy of the Universe. Allow the green leaves of new life to unfurl from your palms, and into all cells of your body, knowing that you are not only healing your physical and emotional body, but actively creating new life, replacing the old, worn patterns, with the light energy of Love that is sent from the Divine Source in the Universe. Now you are joined with the energy of the Earth and the energy of Source.
Butterflies and birds begin to appear, attracted to the strength and bounty of your energy, which is like the tree. These wonderful beings of Earth and Sky know that you offer your light to share, and they, in exchange, can teach you. These wonderful beings know the secrets of living in joy and harmony, and the butterfly, in particular, understands the power of transformation. Take a moment to watch and listen.
As you unfurl leaves into a canopy, you are experiencing the energy of transformation. Allow this energy to enter your physical body and be absorbed. You may have an emotional release in the form of tears. Do not fight the release, knowing that tears are the body’s way of cleansing trapped emotions. Follow the healing, transformative energy into the pockets of pain inside your body. Imagine each pocket holds a seed and allow the seed to germinate and blossom as the denser energy is transformed to light.
As you experience the sensation of this energy healing, Eagle appears showing you that once you are grounded and whole, you can also experience the sensation of flight. Allow your spirit to soar with the powerful energy of Eagle in effortless freedom. This is the power of your own light body that you are experiencing, a part of you that is always in existence, connecting you to the Source energy of the Universe.
Spend some time playing and flying with Eagle and other winged beings who are here with you. Then, when you are ready, enter your body and feel the solid connection you have with Earth. Take 3 deep grounding breaths and feel your roots connected firmly to Earth. Slowly move your body, and before you go on with your day thank your animal guides, spirit guides, angels, fairies, Gaia and the Divine for being with you. Ask that their healing energy and love stay with you as you go about your day, gently guiding you along your true path of love and light.
Updated on August 24, 2015
Butterfly
If I could I would paint you a picture, but I’ll have to settle for words. Right now, as I write, I also watch two robins work to build a nest out of my lilac bush. I am reminded again of black and orange.
Yesterday morning my body needed to rest, so I placed my cloudy head against the pillow of my couch. Right side facing down. The side that ached. But, in truth it seemed my entire body was out of balance. I thought I might throw-up. I thought I might faint. I thought I might have a migraine. I had just read my mother’s email, which said nothing upsetting. Still, my body reacts to her energy. Long before she sends her words I know when she is thinking about me. Recall “Weight of Water”.
As I rested, drifting in that space between waking and dream, a picture flashed inside my brain. From a branch filled with deep pink blossoms, a butterfly emerged with orange wings veined in black.
I’ve been thinking a lot about butterflies since I began to see them appearing in the forest two months ago. The first butterfly I saw was brown with ivory tipped wings. It was so early, only the 20th of March. I thought for sure it was a fairy, only realizing later that it didn’t matter. Weeks turned into months, as I watched more butterflies appear and follow me along my walks, heedless of the dogs, even Rosy who joyously tried to chase them into the shadows.
Butterfly is perhaps the most overt symbol of transformation. An earthbound caterpillar slowly eats its way through vegetation, growing until its body is ready for change. Inside the womb of a chrysalis the caterpillar’s body dissolves into a sea of cells that reorganize to form a new being. Colors dissolve and new colors emerge. Wings form. The creature that emerges, although of the Earth, is no longer bound to it. When it desires to, it can take flight and experience the unencumbered element of air.
What though, of the vision sent to me as I rested my unbalanced body? The pink blossoms I see as the chrysalis of the heart. From the pink womb of the heart our true selves are born, and when we allow them, they emerge. My butterfly was orange. The color of the 2nd, sacral chakra, the seat of our basic emotions and our creativity. When it is imbalanced our bodies react. Our minds cloud over. When it is humming with health, it allows us to create from our truths.
The butterfly was veined in black, symbolic of the source of all creation. When I asked my guides what they wanted me to learn from this vision, they told me it was time for me to “Wake up that which was latent.”
The Light Behind the Story 