Ok so Yogi Bhajan. As I am spending the day kind of on the lookout for the answer to my question (I sorta gave the Universe a deadline), a friend posts on Facebook a link from a Huffington Post Blog entitled "The Disturbing Mainstream Connections of Yogi Bhajan". Upon first seeing the image of the link, I feel very agitated, angry even. UGH! People are always trying to tear at the truth, always trying to muddy the water to create doubt in people's minds. I click on the link. And read the blog. Huh. I click through all the links, to websites where former followers are airing their grievances, to legal documents wherein Yogi Bhajan and his people are charged with some pretty serious allegations including sexual abuse and fraud. Bigger HUH. (Now my head is tilted and my eyes are squinty and I kind of have a stomach ache.) However once a journalist, always a journalist so I am not going to take the word of some disgruntled 'employees'. And anyone can accuse anyone of anything, right? Until I come upon a paper published by a PhD student at UC Santa Barbara about the 'Construction' of Yogi Bhajan's Kundalini Yoga. And it is annotated and footnoted and peer reviewed and verified. And it shows that the provenance of Kundalini Yoga as taught by Yogi Bhajan is not a thousands-year old lineage of sacred knowledge. Not even close. It is a mish-mash of different ideas that he packaged and sold (for lots 'o cash) to hungry Westerners. And there's the clickity-clack of those dominos...
Ok. Deep breath. This is actually a really old story, and one I have heard over and over. There seems to be no end to tales of gurus taking advantage of their followers sexually, financially and otherwise. I have witnessed a version of this first hand. And it is certainly not the first time spiritual teachers have padded their resumes to give credence to their teachings. Gurus, like Yogi Bhajan, are human. I have come to terms with this already. I did not expect the guy - or anyone else - to be a saint. I was however kind of hooked into that thousands-of-years-old lineage idea. When I would tune in with the opening mantra, which I thought was me connecting into a golden chain of yogis who had been practicing this same technology for countless generations, I thought I was tapping into my cosmic ancestors. I felt myself a part of the soul collective of beings who found their way into sacred union with God through these same postures, kriyas and mantras. I could feel them in the movements, in the sounds, in the breath. And now, well, who knows what I feel.
I realized yesterday that historically I am very black and white when it comes to belief. If you are teaching me something, I must believe it 100% or I cannot believe it at all. If every thing you are saying is not true, then none of it can be true for me. I have left many a teacher because I realized that they were not 100%. And for a moment when I finally allowed myself to accept the broader truth of Yogi Bhajan and kundalini yoga, I wanted to reject it all, to just say nope and walk away. And I couldn't. Because it works. It works. When I do those postures and kriyas and mantras and pranayama, I feel it move and open and change my body on levels I didn't even know I had. I feel myself shift and evolve and become free of habitual pathways and constrictions. When life gets rough, I feel myself having the touchstone of the breath and the abiding presence of Grace. It is concretely showing up in my life. I am literally "better". My caliber is higher. My thoughts are clearer, more balanced, calmer. So whatever Yogi Bhajan created, it's profoundly effective for me, so I will continue to do it.
Perhaps the biggest gift of this whole thing is clear sight. The past 12 months have been about me removing the blinders I have so lovingly held in place so that I could feel safe in the world. I am allowing myself to see what I see, and mostly it's not pretty. Some days it feels like me and most everyone else behaving badly. I can see patterns I and others run, I can see our individual and collective foibles and weaknesses. And seeing has allowed me to let so much of it go in my own operating system, and to love what I cannot let go. To love all that I see in others. To finally come into contact with the deepest heart of compassion - which still has MUCH to teach me.
Seeing means releasing my illusions about myself, others, the world, reality. It can be devastating and ecstatic work, sometimes in the same day. There is grief and uncertainty and ultimately there is a kind of beautiful truth - that there is nothing to rely on for truth except my own heart. I am the only touchstone for me. That's it.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Yet More Dominos Falling Part 1
Today was a big day. By big I mean I am a different person than I was when I woke up this morning. My trajectory has shifted. I have these days, when much is revealed to me, when my world view is imperceptibly yet ineffably changed. Sometimes these days come unbidden, where I seem to fall down the rabbit hole and find that the only way out is through, and I emerge on the other side different for the adventure, like Alice. Other times my own curiosity brings the day upon me, when I have a question forming inside me for a while, then it finally makes its way into the realm of language and I ask the Universe for the answer (which is just asking the greatest part of myself) and the answer comes. Always it comes.
Since late last year I have been investigating Kundalini Yoga. My gut told me I needed to and I listened as is my practice now, listening. Kundalini has opened up tremendous spaces in me, vast and formless places where I meet a much larger version of myself. This me, the big one, is pretty terrific, able to navigate dicey situations with immense grace. She is quiet, humble and incredibly strong, in a balanced, get-shit-taken-care-of way. I like her and am finding my way into loving her. It's a pretty cool engagement, one I am happily willing to invest my precious time in. My primary teacher is Guru Jagat of Rama Institute of Applied Technology in Venice. She kicks ass, period. Her primary teacher is Yogi Bhajan, who is no longer on this earth embodied. A few weeks ago she gave a teaching about the resonance of glyph languages, like Gurmukhi (a form like Sanskrit) and ancient Egyptian. (I believe Hebrew is also resonant in its presentation.) She included in the lecture the powerful vibrational resonance of looking into your guru's eyes, in this case a photo of Yogi Bhajan that is hung prominently in her studio. For whatever reason, this stuck with me. I have heard of this before obviously; many yogi's have photos of their gurus for this same download/transmission. Gugu Jagat is definitely downloading something; it is obvious in the caliber of her teachings and what they transmit to her students, namely myself. So I've been with this idea of Yogi Bhajan's image. So I google him and read his biography - impressive stuff about how he was essentially an awakened spirit from early boyhood. I loved the idea that he had brought these secret teachings of Kundalini Yoga (at the risk of death no less!) to the west so that people like me could become part of this ancient lineage, the so-called Golden Chain of devotees who purify their bodies and auras, who chant the ancient names of God, who tune in and become their highest selves. Sign me up, I'M ALL IN...
A few weeks ago I was in Rome. I didn't even want to go to Rome; Geoffrey and I had been there 17 years ago on our way to and from Africa. I felt I had seen it and had no desire to go back and I planned it anyway so that Nikki could see it. Fast forward to when Nikki doesn't go on the trip because she wants to go to Cheer camp and I end up spending four days in Rome that ABSOLUTELY BLOW ME OPEN. I am shown a deeper layer of 'reality' and 'truth' that obliterates all that I have stood on with regards to history. I discover there is really no such thing. Reality is so unrelentingly subjective, there is no way to know what actually happened, even if there are eye-witness accounts. Which, when you're talking ancient Rome, do not exist. All that exists in most cases are what's ground into the dust beneath 'current reality'. Now that's big for my brain. Me, with my hard-won degree in Journalism, my idealistic journalist-self who was obsessed with reporting things "as they actually happened" with as much objectivity as I could muster. What a joke. Years later I revisited all those stories I wrote and discovered right there in plain sight my own viewpoint that I then proved with just the right interviews and quotes. Anything can be spun to look like whatever we want. (Reality is essentially a squirrelly mother fucker.)
So I come home from Italy with the understanding that there really is no ground to stand on, no tried and true answers. Truth cannot be found out there in the world. I must feel it from within. And I get to start fashioning a world view where I must ask myself, "Are you ok with not having the ground to stand on? In your seemingly never-ending quest to understand yourself within the context of humanity and human evolution, do you get that the library just burned to the ground? That there is no external place to go to get answers?" Ah, except that there is a place to go- my yoga mat. My practice. Therein lies many answers.
And so. Guru Jagat offers a six-month course for women called Immense Grace. Even the name fits. Except that when I left my last teacher situation, I SWORE to myself that I was taking a very long break from courses of any kind, except self-directed, which is what my kundalini involvement has been thus far. Friends exert gentle pressure for me to lift my ban and take the course. And so the question begins rolling around in my head - is this for me to take? Is it right for me? And whenever I ask the question, the answer always comes... and this time the Universe decides to open yet another black hole beneath me...
Since late last year I have been investigating Kundalini Yoga. My gut told me I needed to and I listened as is my practice now, listening. Kundalini has opened up tremendous spaces in me, vast and formless places where I meet a much larger version of myself. This me, the big one, is pretty terrific, able to navigate dicey situations with immense grace. She is quiet, humble and incredibly strong, in a balanced, get-shit-taken-care-of way. I like her and am finding my way into loving her. It's a pretty cool engagement, one I am happily willing to invest my precious time in. My primary teacher is Guru Jagat of Rama Institute of Applied Technology in Venice. She kicks ass, period. Her primary teacher is Yogi Bhajan, who is no longer on this earth embodied. A few weeks ago she gave a teaching about the resonance of glyph languages, like Gurmukhi (a form like Sanskrit) and ancient Egyptian. (I believe Hebrew is also resonant in its presentation.) She included in the lecture the powerful vibrational resonance of looking into your guru's eyes, in this case a photo of Yogi Bhajan that is hung prominently in her studio. For whatever reason, this stuck with me. I have heard of this before obviously; many yogi's have photos of their gurus for this same download/transmission. Gugu Jagat is definitely downloading something; it is obvious in the caliber of her teachings and what they transmit to her students, namely myself. So I've been with this idea of Yogi Bhajan's image. So I google him and read his biography - impressive stuff about how he was essentially an awakened spirit from early boyhood. I loved the idea that he had brought these secret teachings of Kundalini Yoga (at the risk of death no less!) to the west so that people like me could become part of this ancient lineage, the so-called Golden Chain of devotees who purify their bodies and auras, who chant the ancient names of God, who tune in and become their highest selves. Sign me up, I'M ALL IN...
A few weeks ago I was in Rome. I didn't even want to go to Rome; Geoffrey and I had been there 17 years ago on our way to and from Africa. I felt I had seen it and had no desire to go back and I planned it anyway so that Nikki could see it. Fast forward to when Nikki doesn't go on the trip because she wants to go to Cheer camp and I end up spending four days in Rome that ABSOLUTELY BLOW ME OPEN. I am shown a deeper layer of 'reality' and 'truth' that obliterates all that I have stood on with regards to history. I discover there is really no such thing. Reality is so unrelentingly subjective, there is no way to know what actually happened, even if there are eye-witness accounts. Which, when you're talking ancient Rome, do not exist. All that exists in most cases are what's ground into the dust beneath 'current reality'. Now that's big for my brain. Me, with my hard-won degree in Journalism, my idealistic journalist-self who was obsessed with reporting things "as they actually happened" with as much objectivity as I could muster. What a joke. Years later I revisited all those stories I wrote and discovered right there in plain sight my own viewpoint that I then proved with just the right interviews and quotes. Anything can be spun to look like whatever we want. (Reality is essentially a squirrelly mother fucker.)
So I come home from Italy with the understanding that there really is no ground to stand on, no tried and true answers. Truth cannot be found out there in the world. I must feel it from within. And I get to start fashioning a world view where I must ask myself, "Are you ok with not having the ground to stand on? In your seemingly never-ending quest to understand yourself within the context of humanity and human evolution, do you get that the library just burned to the ground? That there is no external place to go to get answers?" Ah, except that there is a place to go- my yoga mat. My practice. Therein lies many answers.
And so. Guru Jagat offers a six-month course for women called Immense Grace. Even the name fits. Except that when I left my last teacher situation, I SWORE to myself that I was taking a very long break from courses of any kind, except self-directed, which is what my kundalini involvement has been thus far. Friends exert gentle pressure for me to lift my ban and take the course. And so the question begins rolling around in my head - is this for me to take? Is it right for me? And whenever I ask the question, the answer always comes... and this time the Universe decides to open yet another black hole beneath me...
To be continued...
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Summer of Love
Late
Summer Greetings! You all have been fully on my mind and in my heart
and I can feel so much moving within each of you – life is so very big right
now isn’t it?? Thankfully, we have been aware and even anticipating these times
of big change, so that we can make the most of it. The energies of this summer
are huge and one of the newsletters I follow (Dr. Michael Lennox) calls this
the “Summer of Love.” We are being busted open, heart-first it seems. And all
of the changes give us such great opportunities to expand ourselves into a higher caliber of Love, to create a life that is more in line with our higher selves. For me,
my life feels a fig that has been turned inside out. All those years (decades, lifetimes) of forming in the dark and now the time is ripe, the fig is
split open and all that was in darkness is starkly right there in front of me.
I can allow myself to become overwhelmed and look away, casting myself into
even deeper shadow, or I can stand in the face of it and just be. I choose the
latter and I am finding such a beautiful place of acceptance and stillness with
it. I am seeing myself, truly, deeply, from an unfettered vantage point for
perhaps the first time in this lifetime. I am also seeing myself perfectly
reflected in the world around me – every face, every heart, every situation and
place. It is beautifully humbling and empowering – and exceedingly simple. What
a gift.
The
prevailing energies I am focusing on is Venus’s movement through the skies
during July, August and the beginning of September. All of Venus’s motion
during these months creates a ‘perfect storm’ of movement for us, exposing new
levels of personal truth, showing us ways to expand into that truth and then
helping us to manifest it here in the 3D. Aside from astounding
symmetries/geometries that amplify and supercharge the full and new moons
during this time, Venus also entered her retrograde period – July 25th through
September 6th. Venus in retrograde gives us a chance to turn
within, to examine all the lessons on Love that have been pouring into our experience
since early July and to see what we have learned. How are we interacting with
Love and Abundance in our lives? Where are we in our capacity to give and
receive these gifts? If we work consciously with the energies, we can expand
our capacity to experience Love and to live in and from the heart. Living from
the heart means being entirely present to what is without judgment or
resistance. Just being with what is as it comes, bringing our
whole-hearted attention to what is right in front of us. When we judge it by
labeling it, making up stories or building cases to prove our righteousness, we
are experiencing life through the filter of the mind. Likewise when we resist
it by pushing it away or burying it (I don’t want to experience/feel/know this).
In this way we live life through the filter of what we DON’T want and are
constantly draining ourselves through the energy leak of resistance.
Living from the heart is like walking with a giant YES to everything,
understanding that the world we see we have solely created for our learning and
highest good. EVERY SINGLE THING is our own good showing up for us, period.
When we embody this knowing, we can live in absolute acceptance – and gratitude
- of all experiences and feelings. When the shit hits the fan as it will, we
can say, “OK. Wow. What is this for? Why is this in my movie? What am I to
learn/see here?” We can be in life from an empowered place, bringing all of our
wisdom, skills, talents and ATTENTION to finding solutions and avenues for our
next highest expression.
On
Friday, August 14th, we have the New Moon in Leo and this is a
WILDLY powerful one! The energies are about deepening the lessons activated by
Venus in early July; when we add the new moon energy into this already potent
cauldron of heart-opening mojo, a great window of newness and expansion is at
hand. Consider doing ceremony at the New Moon, preferably using fire (in a nod
to Leo) and using this time to create/set/manifest your desires around Love and
Sexuality. Also consider using creative expression as ceremony – dance, sing,
paint, however your heart directs you!
A theme for reflection this month is “How Is Your Love Life?” This means Love and
Relationship in all forms – to a partner, family members, friends and most
importantly with your self and your life. What is Love asking of you? How is it
teaching and/or stretching you? How can you say YES to Love even more? You can write about this, talk about it with your loved ones or simply let the questions be with you. Ultimately you already know the answers and the questions are an invitation from you to you, to step into a more conscious engagement with Love. Everything we are, can be and will be is already right here, encoded into the filaments of our earthly and spiritual being. Now is a good time to decide to step up into a bigger you. Let go of all the crap you do to hold yourself back from truly thriving. Say yes to yourself and the entire cosmos conspires to support you!!
Monday, June 15, 2015
It's the Climb
Wow. So sort of overnight I changed my life entirely, without realizing how profound this move would be. Of course I knew it on a surface level, as I was leaving Malibu, leaving a house I loved, leaving a life-style that fed me constantly. And on this side of it I realize that subconsciously Geoffrey and I both knew that living so isolated in the middle of nowhere was serving Nikki less and less as the years passed and that ultimately we would reach a tipping point where it wasn't good for her. We actually reached that point two years ago, and yet we held on to our life on the mountain. And then one day we were passing an Open House on the lake and we went in for fun and Geoffrey looked at me and said, "We should buy this house and move here for 4 years while Nikki is in high school". Of course my answer was "I know" because I did know; I had known for some time. We slept on it and the truth only became more apparent - it was without doubt the right thing to do for our girl. With that, I turned my focus entirely to buying the new house; it fits our needs perfectly and I did not want to lose it to the other buyers who were circling. Once the house was secured, all my attention went to packing the pyramid. And once moved, all my energy (maniacally so) went into unpacking. Then of course, reality set in. And there is so much, SO MUCH to this new reality.
First, Nikki is much happier here. She rarely had friends to the pyramid as rides were always a thing and for the past two years she has been embarrassed by how remotely we lived. I don't understand how that is embarrassing and to a teenager apparently it was brutal. Now she invites friends over; they swim and go out on the boat and have fun. Last night her boyfriend came over. She walks to Starbucks, to get her nails done, to pick up lunch. She "has a life" now that most of her free time is not spent in the car going up and down the mountain. She hangs out with us a little bit more as she likes to be in the family room. She is already so much more independent and free. What a blessing! In a year and a half, she will learn how to drive, something that was likely not an option on the mountain. Now she can learn on flat, straight, well-lit streets. This is good. And we can keep an eye on her throughout high school, as we plan to trick-out the loft in her room as the ultimate teen hang, so that our house becomes the place to be. So she's all good.
Me, though, that's another journey. I knew how much I loved my house, that was obvious. I didn't realize how much I identified with living there and how much I relied on it for sustenance. The pyramid house, the land and the mountain are sacred, and entirely magical to me. I regularly saw things that took my breath away - the fog, the light moving across the ocean and canyons, the sunset, the moon set, the stars, the birds, the coyote, deer, and more occasionally the bobcats and mountain lion. My walks were magical, surrounded by all of the above and held by the ancient sea bed - the rocks, fossils and caves. I was constantly being fed by that place. And now I am in a lovely house, in a gated, planned community that has streetlights. STREETLIGHTS. In the middle of the night, my house is flooded with artificial light streaming in from three sides. I have to close the blinds against it. The artificial light steals the moon and starlight; in fact I cannot even be in perfect moonlight, even when it's full. At the pyramid, I always knew the approximate phase of the moon by the feel of the darkness or light around the house at night; not so here. So now I get to make a concentrated effort to follow the moon phases based on a calendar rather than my own senses. That's cool; eventually I will know the calendar innately and my body will learn to integrate the days of the moon perfectly. That seems to be the thread here - in this house I will learn now to navigate life a bit differently. The things that were 'easy' on the mountain - quiet, stillness, peace - will need to be found in other ways, through different channels than simply sitting down and allowing the place to wow me. Although the lake is beautiful, it's not as showy as the mountain - it is more of a constant, subtle beauty. I am already growing different eyes to see it. I am learning the myriad birds who live here and nest in the surrounding trees. And the trees here are so beautiful - I have already made new friends among the Standing Tall Ones. As far as people, this place is an entirely different vibe from the mountain and Malibu. I don't see myself reflected much in this community. And you know what? That's cool because I am strong enough to be a different kind of reflection for them. That's also why I'm here.
And so, I will be with the lake and learn what it has to teach me. The pyramid was all Fire and Earth; this place is Water and Air. Hmmm, feels like a necessary and balancing cycle. Perhaps this is why my meditations are so deep here - I drop in deeply almost instantaneously, like I do when I'm in Hawaii. I can't count how many times I've wished that my meditations were so easily deep at home...and now they are. Here I even have a meditation room, filled with all my stones and books and tools and it's become an incredible sanctuary.
Also, I have committed to making great use of all the time I used to spend driving and waiting. I am diving deep into Kundalini yoga and it no longer feels like I have to aggressively eek out time to do a long practice. The benefits of that in every single aspect of my life are tremendous, beyond description. And I'm writing. Regularly. Words, again, fail to convey the happiness writing brings to my life.
Geoffrey and I have a different life here, one that is more active and social. This also feels like a necessary cycle and one my body is pretty excited about. And so, I'm here. My intention to rock this place is beginning to pan out. Three weeks ago I could feel the possibility of being sucked under into a sadness I couldn't name, and I had to rely heavily on all my tools (another gift) so that I could facilitate my experience with excellence. (Gratitude to all those who held me; I could feel you and it helped!) As our life here begins to emerge as clarity, as grace, as a new and exciting adventure, I'm diving in. Literally.
First, Nikki is much happier here. She rarely had friends to the pyramid as rides were always a thing and for the past two years she has been embarrassed by how remotely we lived. I don't understand how that is embarrassing and to a teenager apparently it was brutal. Now she invites friends over; they swim and go out on the boat and have fun. Last night her boyfriend came over. She walks to Starbucks, to get her nails done, to pick up lunch. She "has a life" now that most of her free time is not spent in the car going up and down the mountain. She hangs out with us a little bit more as she likes to be in the family room. She is already so much more independent and free. What a blessing! In a year and a half, she will learn how to drive, something that was likely not an option on the mountain. Now she can learn on flat, straight, well-lit streets. This is good. And we can keep an eye on her throughout high school, as we plan to trick-out the loft in her room as the ultimate teen hang, so that our house becomes the place to be. So she's all good.
Me, though, that's another journey. I knew how much I loved my house, that was obvious. I didn't realize how much I identified with living there and how much I relied on it for sustenance. The pyramid house, the land and the mountain are sacred, and entirely magical to me. I regularly saw things that took my breath away - the fog, the light moving across the ocean and canyons, the sunset, the moon set, the stars, the birds, the coyote, deer, and more occasionally the bobcats and mountain lion. My walks were magical, surrounded by all of the above and held by the ancient sea bed - the rocks, fossils and caves. I was constantly being fed by that place. And now I am in a lovely house, in a gated, planned community that has streetlights. STREETLIGHTS. In the middle of the night, my house is flooded with artificial light streaming in from three sides. I have to close the blinds against it. The artificial light steals the moon and starlight; in fact I cannot even be in perfect moonlight, even when it's full. At the pyramid, I always knew the approximate phase of the moon by the feel of the darkness or light around the house at night; not so here. So now I get to make a concentrated effort to follow the moon phases based on a calendar rather than my own senses. That's cool; eventually I will know the calendar innately and my body will learn to integrate the days of the moon perfectly. That seems to be the thread here - in this house I will learn now to navigate life a bit differently. The things that were 'easy' on the mountain - quiet, stillness, peace - will need to be found in other ways, through different channels than simply sitting down and allowing the place to wow me. Although the lake is beautiful, it's not as showy as the mountain - it is more of a constant, subtle beauty. I am already growing different eyes to see it. I am learning the myriad birds who live here and nest in the surrounding trees. And the trees here are so beautiful - I have already made new friends among the Standing Tall Ones. As far as people, this place is an entirely different vibe from the mountain and Malibu. I don't see myself reflected much in this community. And you know what? That's cool because I am strong enough to be a different kind of reflection for them. That's also why I'm here.
And so, I will be with the lake and learn what it has to teach me. The pyramid was all Fire and Earth; this place is Water and Air. Hmmm, feels like a necessary and balancing cycle. Perhaps this is why my meditations are so deep here - I drop in deeply almost instantaneously, like I do when I'm in Hawaii. I can't count how many times I've wished that my meditations were so easily deep at home...and now they are. Here I even have a meditation room, filled with all my stones and books and tools and it's become an incredible sanctuary.
Also, I have committed to making great use of all the time I used to spend driving and waiting. I am diving deep into Kundalini yoga and it no longer feels like I have to aggressively eek out time to do a long practice. The benefits of that in every single aspect of my life are tremendous, beyond description. And I'm writing. Regularly. Words, again, fail to convey the happiness writing brings to my life.
Geoffrey and I have a different life here, one that is more active and social. This also feels like a necessary cycle and one my body is pretty excited about. And so, I'm here. My intention to rock this place is beginning to pan out. Three weeks ago I could feel the possibility of being sucked under into a sadness I couldn't name, and I had to rely heavily on all my tools (another gift) so that I could facilitate my experience with excellence. (Gratitude to all those who held me; I could feel you and it helped!) As our life here begins to emerge as clarity, as grace, as a new and exciting adventure, I'm diving in. Literally.
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Still in the Wormhole
Wow. I am deep in the washing machine of this month's crazy geometry. We had the Full Solar Eclipse at the New Moon Spring Equinox that kicked things off last week and we're in the spin cycle until the Full Moon Full Lunar Eclipse on April 4th (which will be visible from North America!!) Every year we have this wormhole and every year I ride it entirely and feel it profoundly. This year the geometries have some absolutely astounding symmetries, allowing us to go deeper than ever before.
There are thousands (if not millions) of sites that write about these geometries and every one has a slightly different spin. Each of us will have a unique experience based on our birth charts. The bottom line for me is that I can feel the solidity of my constructed world falling away; it has been getting less and les dense over the past months and during this wormhole, I feel like I can blow it apart with my breath, like those dandelion balls I used to blow on as a kid. A new layer of truth is being revealed about this Reality and it's big ya'll. Karma is a construct we created out of the extreme density of this realm. We carry all this crap forward from every incarnation and then we think the only way to get rid of it is to balance it by 'paying' it back. Karma is bunk. We were never meant to carry anything other than the jewel of the experience forward. We lost sight of that truth eons ago, and it's starting to make its way back into our collective consciousness as the energies quicken and we realize our multi-dimensional selves. If you are living strictly in the 3D, this sounds like gibberish to you and you should likely find a different blog to read, one that is fully steeped in the density of matter, the suffering, the war, the struggle. If you are reading this and some part of you awakens ever so slightly, perhaps you should read on. When we reclaim our fullness as multi-dimensional creator beings, we break the cycle of karma. I'll say that again. WHEN WE RECLAIM OUR FULLNESS AS MULTI-DIMENSIONAL CREATOR BEINGS, WE BREAK THE CYCLE OF KARMA. And during this wormhole we have the very real possibility of simply laying down our karma. TO SET IT DOWN and continue forward free and clear to create from our purest urge, not from our past crap. Setting down our karma means allowing ourselves to see, truly see, with all our infinite number of 'eyes' the whole truth of ourselves, light and dark, and to accept and love ourselves in all of it.
A major practice we could be in RIGHT NOW to support this process is a simple bringing in of Light everyday. This is going to sound really trite and try it anyway. Barring a really long and probably boring explanation, the multi-dimensional part of you can be summed up as pure white Light. You still have the phone number of God/Creator/Great Sprit/Whatever You Call It. You can simply sit in meditation and with the breath, bring pure white Light from the cosmos through the crown of your head and down into your belly region. If you don't know what that's about, just imagine a beam of pure white Light coming down from the sky into the top of your head and into your belly. Now condense the light into a really powerful ball, then spread that Light into your heart (hold it there for a few minutes) and then spread it into your whole body, into your whole house, into your town, into your state, into your country and then throughout the whole planet. LEAVE THAT LIGHT THERE, and pull your attention back to your own body which is still completely infused with Light, and then 'merge' with Divine Light, God Light, Pure Truth. And then, as you go about your day, infuse every situation with that Light. Just infuse every area of your life with that Light. Read an article about fracking? Infuse fracking with that white Light. Someone nearly creamed you on the freeway? Infuse that person and yourself with Light. Your 14-year-old daughter jack-hammering your quietude? Infuse both of you with Light. You don't have to see or create any outcome; just see the situation and infuse it with pure white Light. Do that for a while and see what changes in your life.
For myself, I am being uber present to my kundalini yoga practice as well, as it is allowing my physical body to hold the Light. I follow Guru Jagat at Rama Yoga Institute for Applied Science and Technology. All of her classes are game-changing and she televises each and every one so that you can do it from your own home. Rama-tv.com. Tara Matthew's Art of the Daily Practice is also a good source. When I first started doing kundalini yoga, I had a ten year practice of let's just call it Flow Yoga. I hated kundalini, thought it was weird, and was just simply like "NO". Thankfully my beautiful teacher at the time, Rev. Kate Roger, had taught/reminded me how to work through resistance and I broke through into the unspeakably beautiful jewel that kundalini offers me. Resistance can be our deep knowing that this is truly not for us and resistance can be our ego saying no, don't go down there, you'll wake up from the illusion that you ARE your ego and then where will I be?
Bust through. Truly live, multi-dimensionally, in all your glory. And then share that glory/Light with the world. Please. Thank you.
There are thousands (if not millions) of sites that write about these geometries and every one has a slightly different spin. Each of us will have a unique experience based on our birth charts. The bottom line for me is that I can feel the solidity of my constructed world falling away; it has been getting less and les dense over the past months and during this wormhole, I feel like I can blow it apart with my breath, like those dandelion balls I used to blow on as a kid. A new layer of truth is being revealed about this Reality and it's big ya'll. Karma is a construct we created out of the extreme density of this realm. We carry all this crap forward from every incarnation and then we think the only way to get rid of it is to balance it by 'paying' it back. Karma is bunk. We were never meant to carry anything other than the jewel of the experience forward. We lost sight of that truth eons ago, and it's starting to make its way back into our collective consciousness as the energies quicken and we realize our multi-dimensional selves. If you are living strictly in the 3D, this sounds like gibberish to you and you should likely find a different blog to read, one that is fully steeped in the density of matter, the suffering, the war, the struggle. If you are reading this and some part of you awakens ever so slightly, perhaps you should read on. When we reclaim our fullness as multi-dimensional creator beings, we break the cycle of karma. I'll say that again. WHEN WE RECLAIM OUR FULLNESS AS MULTI-DIMENSIONAL CREATOR BEINGS, WE BREAK THE CYCLE OF KARMA. And during this wormhole we have the very real possibility of simply laying down our karma. TO SET IT DOWN and continue forward free and clear to create from our purest urge, not from our past crap. Setting down our karma means allowing ourselves to see, truly see, with all our infinite number of 'eyes' the whole truth of ourselves, light and dark, and to accept and love ourselves in all of it.
A major practice we could be in RIGHT NOW to support this process is a simple bringing in of Light everyday. This is going to sound really trite and try it anyway. Barring a really long and probably boring explanation, the multi-dimensional part of you can be summed up as pure white Light. You still have the phone number of God/Creator/Great Sprit/Whatever You Call It. You can simply sit in meditation and with the breath, bring pure white Light from the cosmos through the crown of your head and down into your belly region. If you don't know what that's about, just imagine a beam of pure white Light coming down from the sky into the top of your head and into your belly. Now condense the light into a really powerful ball, then spread that Light into your heart (hold it there for a few minutes) and then spread it into your whole body, into your whole house, into your town, into your state, into your country and then throughout the whole planet. LEAVE THAT LIGHT THERE, and pull your attention back to your own body which is still completely infused with Light, and then 'merge' with Divine Light, God Light, Pure Truth. And then, as you go about your day, infuse every situation with that Light. Just infuse every area of your life with that Light. Read an article about fracking? Infuse fracking with that white Light. Someone nearly creamed you on the freeway? Infuse that person and yourself with Light. Your 14-year-old daughter jack-hammering your quietude? Infuse both of you with Light. You don't have to see or create any outcome; just see the situation and infuse it with pure white Light. Do that for a while and see what changes in your life.
For myself, I am being uber present to my kundalini yoga practice as well, as it is allowing my physical body to hold the Light. I follow Guru Jagat at Rama Yoga Institute for Applied Science and Technology. All of her classes are game-changing and she televises each and every one so that you can do it from your own home. Rama-tv.com. Tara Matthew's Art of the Daily Practice is also a good source. When I first started doing kundalini yoga, I had a ten year practice of let's just call it Flow Yoga. I hated kundalini, thought it was weird, and was just simply like "NO". Thankfully my beautiful teacher at the time, Rev. Kate Roger, had taught/reminded me how to work through resistance and I broke through into the unspeakably beautiful jewel that kundalini offers me. Resistance can be our deep knowing that this is truly not for us and resistance can be our ego saying no, don't go down there, you'll wake up from the illusion that you ARE your ego and then where will I be?
Bust through. Truly live, multi-dimensionally, in all your glory. And then share that glory/Light with the world. Please. Thank you.
Monday, March 2, 2015
March
Blessings
Beloveds! This month of March is a doozy. Lots happening planetarily and the
good news is when we move through it with consciousness, we actively create our
experience and get the best ride, like catching a wave and surfing it to the
end. The big players this month are the Pluto/Uranus Square, a solar eclipse
and the Spring Equinox. This P/U square has been with us since last June and
will culminate this month on the 17th, the same day the eclipse
portal opens. The Pluto/Uranus Square is all about dismantling and destruction,
which essentially entails burning down the house. The energies have been so
intense that we have not really had a choice in the matter. Some planetary
aspects are sort of ‘voluntary’ in that we can look away, hide out under the
covers and become more entrenched in our illusions so that we are not
consciously affected. Not so this one; within this portal, everything
burns whether we’re ready or not. We have been up to this for at least eight
months and for me personally, it has been a somewhat gentle process, although
yes, everything has changed again and again to the point where my life is
hardly recognizable. Throughout we are asked to release and let go of that
which is naturally falling away – hopefully with grace and ease – so that the
next iteration of our lives can spring forth. Barring grace and ease, this can be an incredibly messy, bloody process, a real mf'er as it were. If this is your experience, just breath, meditate, deepen your self care and know that the end of this particular cycle is near. The end of this month might be a
good time to journal around “Who am I now that I’ve released this story,
pattern, belief, behavior, person, job, house, town? (You get the picture).
What’s next? What do I want my life to look like in six months? For the next
year, for the next 10 years?” You get to construct it, so why not do it
mindfully? You are the architect, designer, contractor and builder.
We are tremendously helped in this deconstruction/letting go/rebuilding by this eclipse season. We have a total solar eclipse on March 20th – total equals maximum intensity - followed hours later by the Spring Equinox and the New Moon. Eclipses are pause moments, where we get to reboot the system and integrate all the wisdom/upgrades we’ve accumulated on our journey towards higher consciousness. This, preceded by the last Pluto/Uranus Square and followed by an Equinox New Moon makes for a dramatic portal of destruction, releasing, integrating and then turning towards what’s next. We get to plant our new seeds of Spring from a beautifully purified vantage point, on the other side of this intense experience the planets have led us through and held for us. How great is that?!
Thursday, February 5, 2015
February's Gifts
Brilliant
Ones! My goodness, spring has sprung in Southern California, and particularly
in my orchard, which is awash in new blossoms. The walnut trees have announced
themselves in their typical grand style and the citrus are beginning to perfume
the air with a scent that makes me swoon. And of course the grasses are the
indescribable green of brand new beginnings. Like the orchard, I can feel the
endless possibilities of ‘What Will Be’ stirring within me. This time of year
is always a bit confusing to my body, as it is still technically winter and yet
Spring has most definitely arrived. And then we will have a cold spell and
winter will reassert itself and then it will turn warm again, and so on. Spring
brings to mind thoughts of cleaning out, clearing out, beginning anew. And yet
it’s not quite time, as winter has not fully run its course. The seeds are not
quite ready to break ground. And so we renew our commitment to nurturing the
seeds we planted as intentions perhaps at the Winter Solstice, perhaps at the
New Year, or both. Revisit your hearts, your journals, anywhere you recorded
your intentions for 2015. Ask the vision of your life how it wants to be
served; now is the time to start laying the ground for what will reveal itself
as you this year. Dream. Envision. Re-empower your commitments. Make that phone
call, schedule that appointment, have that conversation. When Spring arrives in
March, it has an energy and momentum that is undeniable and wildly useful. Be
ready to jump in and work with it fully so that your vision for your life is
wholly supported by your actions. When in doubt, or when you have choices to
make, pick the one that most supports your vision. Ask yourself again and again
“Does this choice/action/thought support my vision for my life?” Listen to the
answer, you are infinitely wise!
And, just because, I will take
this moment to offer my deepest gratitude to all who use this blog and my Circle to dive into the adventure of knowing yourselves more authentically.
When you shine a light on your own being, you light up the entire world and I
am eternally grateful to you for that.
On
another note, we are deeply in Mercury Retrograde and will be until the 11th.
This is a particularly powerful cycle; in the outside world it is seen as the
great interrupter of travel, communications and the like. We are told not to
initiate projects or sign contracts, etc. This is essentially because Mercury
(ruler of the mind) in its retrograde period takes us deeply into our interior,
and ultimately into an underworld of sorts. As we are essentially in another
realm during this time, it can be a deeply nutritious dive if we work with it
consciously. The retrograde phase brings us we closer to the spirit world; we
are more oriented in our right-brain, where intuition and heightened
sensitivities live. We have deeper inner sight; we can see and feel things
about ourselves and others that have perhaps been hidden. (Hidden because we don't want to see, we don't want to know.) In this place, we
tend to question our perceptions, to question everything, which allows us to
re-orient, re-evaluate, re-invent. It can be very powerful work!!
The
new moon in Aquarius happens on February 18th, when Mercury is
stationing direct, meaning it no longer gives the impression of moving backward
and now appears motionless in the sky. This is the time we get to integrate all
that the retrograde phase brought up for us. Good stuff! That, coupled
with the new moon, is a fruitful time to work, so let’s get to it!
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