Tag: letting go into deep mystery

“Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars  of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment,  the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders  of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is  nameless now. Every year 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.”

these challenging times speak to letting go and to the profound lessons of impermanence, compassion, and grief that can be learned as Mary Oliver muses in her poem quoted above…

may we learn to appreciate both nature’s wrath and beauty, understanding our place in the balance of things…

“Be completely empty. Be perfectly serene. The ten thousand things arise together; in their arising is their return. Now they flower, and flowering sink homeward, returning to the root. The return to the root is peace. Peace: to accept what must be, to know what endures. In that knowledge is wisdom. Without it, ruin, disorder. To know what endures is to be openhearted, magnanimous, regal, blessed, following the Tao, the way that endures forever. The body comes to its ending, but there is nothing to fear.” ~ Verse 16, Tao Te Ching ~

“Death, whether our own or others, can be a powerful gateway to complete tenderness. The confrontation with the impermanence of all things is perhaps the widest gate to liberation from suffering. Facing death or dealing with death, our sight becomes clear. ‘Priorities and omissions are etched in a merciless light,’ as Audre Lorde wrote. Given the sheer quantity of death around us, why not use this merciless light to better see who we are?”

~ Zenju Earthlyn Manuel ~

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“Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars  of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment,  the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders  of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is  nameless now. Every year 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.”

these challenging times speak to letting go and to the profound lessons of impermanence, compassion, and grief that can be learned as Mary Oliver muses in her poem quoted above…

may we learn to appreciate both nature’s wrath and beauty, understanding our place in the balance of things…

“Be completely empty. Be perfectly serene.The ten thousand things arise together; in their arising is their return. Now they flower, and flowering sink homeward,returning to the root. The return to the root is peace. Peace: to accept what must be,to know what endures. In that knowledge is wisdom. Without it, ruin, disorder. To know what endures is to be openhearted, magnanimous, regal, blessed, following the Tao, the way that endures forever. The body comes to its ending, but there is nothing to fear.” ~ Verse 16, Tao Te Ching ~

today, on this day of soular samhain, i am called to let go into deep mystery for the next nine days through the new moon in scorpio and in this moment of eternity as i enter this portal of letting go to open space for repair and renewal i want to spotlight a ceremony, the rite of the womb, sacred space for creation and those who share and hold space for it…

this ceremony comes from a lineage of women going back to the beginning of timelessness who freed themselves from suffering and want this liberation for us all…. we are all to re-member:

the womb is not a place to store fear and pain; the womb is to create and give birth to life…

all means all, this rite is for all for we are all connected to the cosmic womb, the deep earth of pachamama and we are all born of a mother’s womb and we all have an energetic womb, our creative center at the 0 point, the stillpoint of creation…

so many of us hold such pain and fear and terror and anger here which is why we re-member:

the womb is not a place to store fear and pain; the womb is to create and give birth to life…

we nurture this rite and life by saying…

we release our fear so we may embrace freedom
we release our pain so we may embrace joy
we release our anger so we may embrace compassion
we release our sadness so we may embrace peace

such a beautifully simple way for us all to do and be our lightwork of lightening up, shining in the darkness, and deepening into the luminosity of our deep soulful self; simple, yes, however not easy so thank you for joining me in the unitive field of creation to midwife the world singing us, breathing us – the soular world of beauty always awaiting our eyes being able to see what our one heart is…

i began this julian calendar turn around the sun writing a letter to a young peace activist  a la rilke with the encouragement to live the quest ions; today in the midst of such an intense chaos cycle, such a planetary initiation where we are still in the liminal phase, the betwixt and between transitional space going on for so many moons, i want to share some more encouragement for this bewildering/be-wilder-ment moment…

today, i’m re-membering that a year ago on this very day a metaphorical dam broke and i’m flooded with a tsunami, a tsunami i’ve dreamed of so many times and have experienced so many times in this last wild turn around the sun…

how easy it is to tense up and recoil, to panic in the face of what feels like losing balance, losing control, the”end of the world” and yes it is and the opening of a new world, a world of being surrendered into spirit, flowing in harmony with source…

take heart… we are made for these times…

i invite all of us to please not overwhelm our spirit dry by only bewailing these difficult times and losing hope… we are the ones we are waiting for and have been in training for this moment since we arrived here…

 in addition to our doubt, frustrations and confusion right now, we are abounding with resources, we are not alone… over and over again, we are the living proof that what has been exiled, lost, or foundered can be regenerated… though we meet resistance, we more so will meet great souls who will hail us, love us and guide us…

 to help calm the storm is to hold the tension of the opposites, pick up our thread of the web of life and practice devotedly acting in small ways to serve all our relatives…

thank you for being peace…

 

what a totally awesome pilgrimage day simply being a free and easy wanderer dancing around the cosmos, floating in the buoyant sea which is to say that i fell into the deepest lucid dream state for what seemed a brief, shining moment and an eternity all rolled into one, a seamless kaleidoscopic vision of shifting images connected by the delicate threads of grandmother’s gossamer web…

everything so crystal clear, so all connected in the stillpoint, the spaciousness of emptiness with nowhere to go and nothing to do… simply be open to what is…. open, open, open… to the sounds of silence emanating from the heart’s wellspring of wisdom…