enjoying the warmer
the full feel
Feeling spirited today, with spring coming, and could not help but enjoy this today--
"Do you know that there's still a chance for you, 'cause there's a spark in you? You just gotta ignite the light, and let it shine. Just own the night, like the Fourth of July."
"It's always been inside of you, and now it's time to let it through."
Music video by Katy Perry performing Firework (quoted above).
(c) 2010 Capitol Records, LLC
As winter approaches, it may feel good to stretch into this time of year, lean into it, feel its quietness, solitude, and peacefulness, such peace.
I encourage you to find solace in the silence, make that happen for yourself this time of year.
I am including many inspirational quotations about silence below.
True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.
Silence is the true friend that never betrays.
An inability to stay quiet is one of the most conspicuous failings of mankind.
Silence is a source of great strength.
Silence is the universal refuge....
~Henry David Thoreau
Accustomed to the veneer of noise ... society is suspicious of those who value silence.
I have often lamented that we cannot close our ears with as much ease as we can our eyes.
In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness.
Silence is a fence around wisdom.
Silence is as deep as eternity; speech, shallow as time.
Silence is medication for sorrow.
Silence was never written down.
Silence is exhilarating at first - as noise is - but there is a sweetness to silence outlasting exhilaration, akin to the sweetness of listening and the velvet of sleep.
Nature and silence go better together.
You can hear the footsteps of God when silence reigns in the mind.
~Sri Sathya Sai Baba
Not merely an absence of noise, Real Silence begins when a reasonable being withdraws from the noise in order to find peace and order in his inner sanctuary.
Silence is more musical than any song.
Nothing is more useful than silence.
~Menander of Athens
Silence is a sounding thing, to one who listens hungrily.
Silence is the mother of truth.
Her hearing was keener than his, and she heard silences he was unaware of.
We must have reasons for speech but we need none for silence.
Silence is the secret to sanity.
There are times when silence has the loudest voice.
Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.
~Margaret Lee Runbeck
Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Authentically connecting with others occurs when we feel safe enough to do so, and it certainly becomes a risk to be vulnerable.
We may develop personas or masks or other forms of defense about anyone actually seeing us and connecting. But, that is what we want and desire, to feel loved, and that loving connection, on a basic human level.
Here are wise words from an actor who grew up over twelve years portraying his character, both on screen and off. The words which follow his video are from author Isabel Faith Abbott, and recount her beautiful experiences in connecting with others in such an authentic way.
Isabel Faith Abbott
(Facebook timeline posting, November 2, 2016):
"I spent four hours at the airport today. There were raging storms outside and everything grounded; no taking flight. There was nowhere to go so we were just here.
I was met so completely by one who loves me and cracked open in a way unanticipated. I watched as all these humans who do not know one another gathered close to pass time and crowd toward screens to watch the World Series. I sat in the chapel with one other person and I cried and cried. For all the reasons. The most heartbreaking intimacy and privacy, to be alone together, while below we could hear the cheers from a team beating the odds. Airports are one of my favorite places. As they are a space between. No one at home so everyone belonging.
I don't know how any of us make it through really. It is all so strange to me, and beautiful. How terribly difficult it is. How we need each other. To connect. Only connect. Not promises or platitudes. Just these human bodies who in this night happened to collide here together, lines intersecting into unexpected angles.
As there was lots of time, I did what I sometimes do with an extra hour in public space. I set out a sign: 'Separate and Together. Be seen, no words needed, four minutes of uninterrupted eye contact, (because we are both human and it helps something real to only connect)'. And I sat there, no real need or agenda.
And what happened, as is often the case, fed me and delighted me and held out a hand of what is possible when we don't try to figure anything out and just stay in the strange mystery of all of us here in this space on an unexpectedly warm night in November. I sat and wordlessly looked into the eyes of many different humans. They would come up and usually laugh uncomfortably and then sit down and I would set a timer. How vulnerable and unfinished and lost we are, how afraid and complicated and beautiful. We laughed. We cried. We said not a thing and instead lived in that place where no one knows what comes next. It is quiet and real and magnificent.
Tonight was a really good night to be here alive, human, paused in the passing through."
Into a quieter time of year, the potential is there, where you will not have to do what you think you need to do, where you can simply be, and that is enough.
To this time of year I add and am inspired by the words of author Ursula K. Le Guin, speaking of a feminine way of being, spoken as part of a commencement address she gave over thirty years ago.
See how it shines now:
(Full speech here: A Left-Handed Commencement Address)
"In our society, women have lived, and have been despised for living, the whole side of life that includes and takes responsibility for helplessness, weakness, and illness, for the irrational and the irreparable, for all that is obscure, passive, uncontrolled, animal, unclean — the valley of the shadow, the deep, the depths of life. All that the Warrior denies and refuses is left to us and the men who share it with us and therefore, like us, can’t play doctor, only nurse, can’t be warriors, only civilians, can’t be chiefs, only indians. Well so that is our country. The night side of our country. If there is a day side to it, high sierras, prairies of bright grass, we only know pioneers’ tales about it, we haven’t got there yet. We’re never going to get there by imitating Machoman. We are only going to get there by going our own way, by living there, by living through the night in our own country.
So what I hope for you is that you live there not as prisoners, ashamed of being women, consenting captives of a psychopathic social system, but as natives. That you will be at home there, keep house there, be your own mistress, with a room of your own. That you will do your work there, whatever you’re good at, art or science or tech or running a company or sweeping under the beds, and when they tell you that it’s second-class work because a woman is doing it, I hope you tell them to go to hell and while they’re going, to give you equal pay for equal time. I hope you live without the need to dominate, and without the need to be dominated. I hope you are never victims, but I hope you have no power over other people. And when you fail, and are defeated, and in pain, and in the dark, then I hope you will remember that darkness is your country, where you live, where no wars are fought and no wars are won, but where the future is. Our roots are in the dark; the earth is our country. Why did we look up for blessing — instead of around, and down? What hope we have lies there. Not in the sky full of orbiting spy-eyes and weaponry, but in the earth we have looked down upon. Not from above, but from below. Not in the light that blinds, but in the dark that nourishes, where human beings grow human souls."
Sharing a place which alters lives, reveals them, shows us where we already are, where we might be headed, and how we are never really distant from what means so much--these are the kind of understandings I find so precious to share.
Whatever words one may use to communicate this place, I know where that is, I live from there, and try to know and allow it each second and moment, to the point where time becomes an unnecessary idea, and the concepts are lost in the experiencing.
Living life, alive.
I want this for anyone who might be led for me to be there to help out and guide them.
Contemporaries who nurture and live from this place include the teacher and author from my previous posting, "Summer, Tigers", as well as Anam Thubten, and Daniel Odier.
A truly sacred feminine teacher can be found in Mukti as well.
Please feel free to click on any of the names above to go to their websites.
With summer approaching soon, I feel an ability to be more at ease, natural and energized as a person this time of year. Obstacles, whether they be of people or situations, can be a challenge and a drain on energy during this otherwise rewarding time. Here are some words of wisdom which speak to my heart, which perhaps can be a source of inspiration for you to live your life past and around any "tigers" this coming summer.
From spiritual teacher Shambhavi Sarasvati:
"Resistance for me has most often meant going around rather than fighting the tigers head on.
I’ve tried not to struggle with other people’s fears, projections or demands that I take up a leading role in their karmic patterns. And I respect that people have the right to be however they are. I sometimes want to fight—to prove something or make people I’ve cared about understand me—but this rarely works. It most often gets me more entangled.
Going around and continuing on my way, or engaging in a softer mode, have worked better. These strategies have been my teachers. They have taught me a lot about aggression and have required developing some serious patience and fortitude. I’m definitely still working on it.
But I’ve learned, through sometimes painful trial and error, that the use of more forceful means is only rarely necessary. In fact, I’ve found that in simply continuing on my path and letting other people be, the intelligent and compassionate patterns of nature are revealed. Nature is generally playing a longer game than us impatient humans."
I am just enjoying the warming of the day, this time of year, and am thankful that it's spring again. From a mystic in her own right, here's a poem with love and truth from author Meggan Watterson:
I am so surrendered, so entirely claimed,
my soul is crowned with sovereignty.
I am so vulnerable, I am inviolable.
I am so humbled, I am exalted.
I am so weak, I am strength.
I am so still, and silent, I hear everything.
I am so much alone, and on my own,
the whole world comforts me.
I am so empty, and vessel-like,
the universe fits inside me.
I am so infinitesimally small,
there's nothing my heart cannot hold.
I am so fragile, and delicate,
there's nothing left of me to break.
I am so much the love that you are,
beloved, that there's no place
this love cannot reach.
(Sutra 36, The Sutras of Unspeakable Joy)
In discussing the musical theme of the character Rey in the seventh Star Wars movie, Star Wars: The Force Awakens, composer John William had the following to share, which to me seems to be the kind of journey all of us would be more likely to relate to, on the human level: "Rey, her theme has a musical grammar that is not heroic. It's kind of an adventure theme that maybe promises more than resolving itself in the most major, triumphant resolutions. “
Here's to journeying through life with the precious everyday moments being triumphant and full of life, and love, in their own way, by just being and being experienced..
I am a woman, more than I am a man, in how I feel in gender. I feel called to help women on their journeys in life, being male-bodied, relating more to women. I feel the exquisite beauty and divinity of each woman's truth as I come to talk to and know each one.
I have always been on a spiritual journey, knowingly, more than most, and I have found that we all will break through gender definitions, that they don't matter, and the form coming closest to this on departure from gender is the female form of spirit.
In a loving way, this human way, this is the path.
I do not think the self-sacrificing male energies are the loving way to travel a spiritual path.
The sacred feminine means then, all the ways I have been touched by the spirit of my womanhood throughout my life, and perhaps even girlhood in my more playful moments.
I have gotten the greatest wisdom and inspiration and advice from fellow women, and that spirit of woman within me.
It may seem strange to me at times, and disconcerting, this disconnect from how my body is and what others might expect, but I cannot deny that I have a true female spirit, that I do not need to do anything, but just be me, and she comes out.
Thank God/dess! She comes out.
Reading an account of love not based on conditions always speaks to me, and this unconditional love, when truly experienced, can be life-transforming. From author Sera Beak, please enjoy and feel free to comment on the thoughts this idea of love brings up for you:
"No doubt, almost everyone on the planet enjoys feeling attached to a group, or a lover, or a family, or a manic, licking feline furball. There’s not a thing wrong with this. It feels quite nice. It feels wonderful and warm. It feels like we’re needed and we matter and we belong here. It feels . . . well, it feels like love. But here’s the big and sometimes painful-sounding question you must ask about your life: What if all these amazing things went away? What if you lost all the things that surround your life and make it what it is? Would you still have a clear idea of who you are? Would you still feel whole? Would you still feel loved and like you matter? Fact is, many of us wouldn’t. Nonattachment doesn’t prevent you from feeling pain or from loving all these wonderful things and people and animals, but it does help you avoid losing yourself completely within that pain or that love, at the expense of who you really are. It helps you love your loved ones in a way that is more free, that makes you less dependent on them for the feeling of being whole and valid and loved."
Beak, Sera J. (2009-10-19). The Red Book: A Deliciously Unorthodox Approach to Igniting Your Divine Spark (p. 193). Wiley. Kindle Edition.
Mark Newlon, feeling the embrace of the sacred feminine daily!
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