The Power of Our Voice

The ferns in their deep hibernation are beautiful, offering their shades of russet.

The ferns in their deep hibernation are beautiful, offering their shades of russet.

Timing is a force with power. Many moons ago, a dear friend told me that she was guided to gift me a massage. Each time I came to the mountain, the timing did not work for either of us. This time, coming off the days of pressure unlike any my body had experienced, the timing aligned. I had long been guided not to have others work on my body, this time my cells were quivering with anticipation for her touch. My friend and I share a deep connection with the Elohim, the weavers of form. She wove her magic with my body, taking it from its emptied husk to enlivened, anchored form.

Logs lurking like ancient sea monsters, riding in you and me.

Logs lurking like ancient sea monsters, riding in you and me.

Sound is the catalyst. She encouraged me to make sounds as she would do so also. My body relaxed and opened as layers came rolling off. I saw a myriad of masculine indigenous lifetimes flow past. I felt the ceremonies of initiation where my body was tattooed, pierced, cut, and carved into. All a part of spiritual practices to bring ourselves closer to the Creator. At times, the releasing was physically painful but the sounds were waves that allowed me to travel above the pain. I heard the drumming,the chanting, my voice and hers a Native American song, Tibetan, ancient cries. At one point, as she worked on my neck and the cords and knives of a past came in sharply, the dolphins sang through my voice with their high pitched notes, pulling me up and through that death experience. I saw how we have always used the power of sound to take us beyond the confines of this reality. Modern society has taught us to mute our voices, to be embarrassed to open our throats and let our voices sound their laments and praise.

Lifetimes’ cellular memory released and the perfection of the timing and the gift, filled me with gratitude. My friend, a master divine. ┬áSpace was created, allowing more of my essence, room. Expansion is intoxicating! I am lighter in every way. Hallejulah!

imageThis full moon managed to part the clouds of the night to shine its brilliance on us for the evening. Fire in the hearth, pulling the trinity of this household together. Tarot deck of cards, altar created with the bits of beauty collected on my walk through the woods, three candles added their flame. My card, a woman, naked, spread eagle, holding wands of the elements. Aflame in her knowing of self and life. Yes, I am this. I claim my beauty and fire. I let it breathe me. Mary Magdalene came through our conversation. She asked to speak through my voice, words dropping in our hearts as an elixir of love. The feminine Christ has come. We chanted a Seneca love song to the moon, our hearts mirroring her fullness. Our talk melted away as we each dropped into  silence. Quiet communion, harmony felt and woven our trinity a chalice for the flame of love. Later, we stirred, to hug and whisper wishes for sweet dreams as we each made our way to bed.

Our reflections are becoming clearer in this new light of love.

Our reflections are becoming clearer in this new light of love.

This is the new landscape. No need to plan. Trusting to the timing and our own hearts. Allowing life to breathe us, allowing love to live and move us. Tears flow in gratitude for the wonder of it all. Deep sighs escape my lips as I commune with All. I have come home to myself and there is great rejoicing.

Time Out

Today was my last full day on this island that I love so. Here is the ferry that I will take tomorrow. The mountains were so clear today that it was a joy to take a hike for a wider view. It has been interesting to share some time with a couple that are house sitting my friend’s house. Tonight at dinner they were speaking about how they do not like to take time off as they get bored. They like to be doing all the time. They believe it keeps them young. This is such a contrast to my life of non-doing that my presence can be challenging for many. They use alcohol and nicotine to wind down their days and I thought how afraid we can be of ourselves. To be still and alone with one’s self can be a scary proposition. We are trained to keep going, to keep producing, to keep consuming, and if you feel a bit depressed, pop a pill or two and move on. To stop is seen as a failure, a red alert bulletin that something is wrong. We much prefer to maintain the illusion that all is well by the use of numbing agents like alcohol, nicotine, food, sex, TV…even reading can be an escape from time with ourselves. ( It was my drug of choice during my dark nights. Reading can be great…but it can also be an escape from our own thoughts). We make use of whatever can take us out of ourselves enough to allow us to keep playing our part in this giant game that is about to become unglued. Our society has allowed no space for a reset time. A time to step back and examine who we are in the moment. A time to be with ourselves in a deep way. A time to breath. A time to move out of time, to be so immersed in a tree or the moss covering the forest floor that a new dimension is entered. We allow only sanctioned time out. If you dare to take time out from the normal 9-5, you had better have an agenda. If you are going to volunteer in Uganda, that is worthy and noble. If you want to simply lie on your couch and watch the dust motes drift by…..that is seen as laziness. Yet the lying about can be the cocoon time that your self needs to become the butterfly. We have this analogy of the cocoon and butterfly and get it on one level but we are very uncomfortable with it on many others. We have guilt tied up with being non-productive. The guilt is a programming that we were given to keep us as obedient cogs in the wheel. Religions had a great deal to do with this as anything that was pleasurable or led to you knowing your own power, was labeled as sin. Today I participated with thousands of others in a meditation to release the sense of sin from all humans on this planet. (You can access these beautiful meditations at: http://www.childrenofthesun.org ).

We are not sinners, we are beautiful beings of light. If we allow that cocoon time, we morph into the butterflies that are full of beauty. In that beauty lies great power. This is the meat of the nut…..we are powerful beyond measure and that is terrifying to ones who have thrived by controlling us as well as terrifying to ourselves. We all carry memories of times past when we misused our power. We came into this lifetime, determined to use our power to uplift mankind and this planet. It is time to release the old fears. We have matured, we have learned our lessons. We are now capable of using our power for the benefit of all. We understand oneness. We know that what we do affects the whole. What we desire for ourselves, we desire for every man, woman, and child on this planet. How do I know that this is true? Because it is our nature! It is who we are!

Once we access our inner stillness, our lives begin to change. We begin to seek freedom and realize that time to be is true wealth. We begin to access our own power and see that we are
able to create our lives in new ways. We begin to take responsibility for the lives that we have created. We begin to see the perfection in the lessons and situations that we set up for our growth. Life starts to make sense. We begin to feel such appreciation and wonder at the underlying order of it all. We begin to let go of the illusion of control that we held. We begin to hear our own wisdom. We begin to trust ourselves instead of an outside authority. We begin to know ourselves as a part of the whole tapestry of life. We begin to feel our divinity. We begin to fall in love with the whole world. We begin to fall in love with ourselves.

Those last two lines seem backwards and yet for me, it has been much more challenging to fall in love with myself than it has to fall in love with the world. Self love is the piece that truly sets us free. When we can cherish ourselves as much as we do the environment, the starving children, the rain forests. and all other worthy causes…….we are home free. Because you see, we are the microcosm of the whole. So if you are living your life responsibly concerning the environment, recycling, signing petitions, taking public transport and all the rest but you are beating yourself up inside with words like: “I am too fat. I should be working harder, I am too slow. I am lazy. I should have handled that differently..I really screwed up there,” you are polluting the environment. So you may be taking positive actions on the outer but on the inner, by allowing toxic comments by yourself to yourself, you are sending out negative energy. Self love is therefore the greatest gift you can give yourself as well as the planet.

As the autumn makes its way, take some time to watch the leaves turn color, to witness their beauty as well as your own. You are so beautiful!