Years ago I was in
a sweat lodge in the capacity of an 'elder', holding the ones in the lodge as
they moved through an initiation I had transitioned through a few years prior.
For me, the heat, darkness and sanctity of sweat lodge allows so much to dislodge
inside me, old stuck energies that get burned up in the fire. It's incredibly
powerful work. That night, the lodge was packed and there was barely room to
breathe. And it was really, really hot. As it progressed, I managed to fold
myself into child's pose, my belly between my knees, my forehead to the earth.
As the participants softened and opened, they began wailing, first one, then a
few, then all of them. The energy was unbelievable - lifetimes of grief pouring
like a tide that had been held back for eons. I did not wail as I was not in
lodge to journey with them; I was there to assist in holding their journey.
Suddenly I felt their collective grief like a swirling vortex of supercharged
energy, tunneling right into the back of my heart, through my body and down
into the earth. My first thought was fear, because the energy was HUGE and felt
like it could tear me apart. And then I noticed it was simply moving
through me as I grounded it into the dirt. It wasn't actually affecting me in
any way. I was a channel for it to ground. That night changed my life, shifted
my understanding of the human vessel, showed me what a body could hold and
move. Since then, I allow grief to move through me whenever it comes.
Grief encompasses
a whole compliment of heavy emotions - rage, anguish, resentment, desolation,
dejection, despair. These unexpressed emotions live inside all of us and are
most often what we talk ourselves out of feeling, because we want to avoid pain
and because of an underlying belief that these dark places will kill us. The
part of us that fears death is the ego - the illusion of separation that many
of us use as an operating system for our whole lifetime. Awakening is realizing
that we are more than our ego with its false beliefs. We are more than our
stories, our thoughts, our secrets, our weaknesses. We are multi-dimensional
creator gods with abilities, proclivities and capacities beyond our imaging.
When we begin to embody this understanding, absolutely everything about our
lives change. A major component of this work is clearing our physical vessel of
the gunk of lifetimes, like steam cleaning an engine. And grief is extremely
viscous gunk that adversely affects our entire being. The good news is that we
don't necessarily have to understand what we're clearing and releasing - we
just have to be willing to lay on the ground and wail, allowing it to simply
move through and out of us. And when we're done, we can literally get up, dust
ourselves off and carry on as before. No need to build an alter to the grief,
process or assign it any meaning. Only to keep moving forward, minus the grief.
Are you up for
this work? Can allow yourself to let go of your grief? Can you know that it
won't kill you? Are you safe enough within your own skin to hold yourself and
let it go? I'm not talking about feeding it with stories about why you should
be grieving - that's just drama. I'm talking about opening yourself, accessing
wherever it lives in you and then screaming, breathing, crying it out. When we
learn to do this, and when we soften (and strengthen) enough to hold the whole
human story, we become channels for collective grief. It is bigger than we can
imagine and yet it will not kill us if we allow it to simply move through the
container of our bodies and into the earth. And we're not just in service to
the feminine here because men carry this grief as well; on an archetypal level,
the masculine is well aware of its role in the trauma writ large in the
feminine story. And men have had plenty of trauma themselves, in the endless
cycles of competition and war over resources, in lifetimes of strictly serving
the ego.
The
masculine and feminine, in their highest, divine expressions, yearn for
balance because only in balance can they be fully expressed. One cannot be
completely fulfilled without the balanced dance and interplay with the other,
for truly they are two sides of a single coin. (Please note, I am not speaking
strictly of 'couple' experiences, i.e. marriage. I am not saying "You are
nothing without a man". I'm talking about the wholeness within the Self,
where we are in a constant dance of our own masculine and feminine energies. I
am talking about wholeness within all of our relationships, with fathers,
mothers, siblings, friends, beloveds, partners.) When a woman can fully embody
the fullness of her Divine Feminine energy, she invites the Divine Masculine to
the party.
What is the Divine
Feminine exactly? It is the eternal, unchanging Principle that is our
connection to Source – to Love, Creation, Nature. She is the Mother, the
embodiment of Love, the vessel of unification, the physical with the eternal.
She is Kali, a fierce warrior who destroys illusions. She is the Magdalene, the
compassionate healer. She is the Oracle, the seer, the keeper of Wisdom and
Balance. She is the Lover and the Dancer, who engages Earth energies like
Wonder and Magic, who delights in the pleasures of the senses. She is womb,
water, flow, life, stillness, enjoyment. Joy. She is the initiator, always, as
everything comes through the Feminine.
And so as women,
it's time to initiate. It's time to do our clearing work, to release our grief,
to build up our nervous systems so that we can hold - and live from - the
bigger truth of what we are. No more playing small. We deserve the best of
everything. And the world deserves the best of us.
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