Dancing with the God/dess in the Earth

THE DANCE

Sometimes, something magical happens when I dance.  A wave of energy begins to flow through me as I surrender to it.  I have no control over my body.  My movements are not my own. Spirit moves me. My feet are connected to the earth, my body moving to a mysterious rhythm.  It reminds me of when I paint and energy flows through my arm into the brush making spontaneous marks on the canvas. The difference is, in this case, my entire body is moving as if the ground is the canvas.This energy that is so easy to lose our self to.  Is it from above or is it from below, from heaven or is it from hell, from the sky or is it from the earth?

THE QUESTION

A question that has intrigued philosophers, scientists, religious and spiritual leaders for centuries: where is God/dess? This question  has been on my mind since I was a very young girl.   Growing up I was told that there is heaven, and hell. That I better be good and do good so as not to go to hell.  I would imagine myself in my grave being tortured, and burnt over, and over for eternity,  and that would make me want to pray and do good.  It was out of fear of eternal damnation.

These days I just ask questions that have not been asked before.  What if consciousness, god/dess  emerged from the core of the earth? What if we return to the core of the earth when we die? Perhaps this consciousness we feel comes from within the earth as opposed to some etheric god form in the heavens?

I have spent so much time in airplanes lately, just watching the earth and its many varied landscapes. She is very much a living organism. Above the clouds, a very interesting thought came to me: Our physical body is made of earth no questions there.  When we die, our body becomes earth, and our spirit or that which animates our body ? Where does it go? Major religions of the world have a theory that it either goes to heaven or to hell…well, I want to ask: What if spirit/consciousness/soul…goes back to the core of the earth? What if the creator , our creator, consciousness, is inside the earth?

THE CONNECTION

When I dance, and connect my feet to the ground, it allows me to feel that my being, the reason I am alive and able to move, is because I am animated by her, the goddess in the earth.

I have spent most of the month of July camping. I feel like I commune with the earth when I lay so close to her.  She speaks to me through visions.  The last thing she gave me was: I am you- and yes a tiara too 🙂

I live each day making sure my connection to earth is alive. I like to visualize myself connected to her core through a cord that gets stronger with each passing day.

Your Eyes are the Boundaries of your Soul

I have noticed a growing trend in workshops within spiritual circles where individuals are encouraged to gaze into each other’s eyes.  You sit or stand across from someone you just met and gaze into their eyes. This is done for many minutes, and sometimes even hours. The goal is to realize our human connectedness ( unless I am missing something here).

I remain extremely skeptical about this practice. After participating in my fair share of such workshops this reflection needed to happen.

The great William Shakespeare once said : The eyes are the window to your soul. I believe he was spot on.  When we gaze into someone’s eyes we are connecting with their soul. There is no question about this.  I agree, this is a wonderful connection if the person infront of you is someone you wish to connect with on a soul  level.  However, what if you do not? Do you walk out? say no? not participate? Is there a space given for a ‘no’ from the facilitator?

So many nuances that are left unaddressed when running a workshop like this…it is a bit much, really, especially coming from someone talking about boundaries a few minutes before diving into this practice!

Wouldn’t it be wiser to connect on other levels and reserve the soul connection to those we truly want to keep close in our heart, and life?

I say there are MANY other ways to realize our interconnectedness, rather than merely gazing into a complete stranger’s eyes. I wrote an entire paper in 2010 on this subject (which I will have to locate and post sometime).

What I do recall is that I listed the ways in which we are able to realize how we are connected to one another… in our emotions, the way we experience happiness and sadness, fear , loss, betrayal; we are connected in birth, and death, sorrow, grief, joy, passion, we are connected in that we are all made of bones, skin and flesh, we are connected in that we all come from the same source and will return to that same place.  All these things do not require gazing into each other’s eyes to understand this truth.  What is required is listening, understanding, and communicating.  Yes, gazing into another persons eyes will deepen the sense of such a connection, if that is what we wish.

We walk into a workshop and connect with a dozen people or more, on a soul level when we haven’t even uttered a single word to them! How are we to “see” or “hear” their suffering, their success, their struggles, their joys and triumphs,  when we walk away and quickly forget their name? I do not mean to over generalize.  There is always that one exception to the rule.  I really cannot even name a handful of people I have connected to in such workshops.

I think there is so much confusion these days about what connection really is and that is why we are witnessing so much depression, isolation, and so many suicides . We are here in the flesh, so let’s learn to connect with our whole being, not just part of it?  People are feeling unheard, unseen and insignificant despite the level of success they have achieved in their life.  The reason is this superficiality that has now also leaked into something as sacred as looking into someone’s soul.  Eye gazing is a sacred matter.  One has to listen first and then see.

Let me ask you this- how many eyes have you gazed into this past year? How many of those eyes are you still in touch with until this day? Are they people you want in your life? Do they mean something to you? It is okay to be honest with yourself. There is power to honesty as there is power to understanding that we get to choose who we want to connect with spiritually.

I believe in our interconnection and at the same time, I do not wish to bring every single person that crosses my path into my soul! I believe in guarding my soul. My soul is my inner kingdom and as Ajame says: Let no one enter your inner kingdom unless they come with Love. I grew up in a culture where the importance of diverting one’s gaze was of utmost importance, especially when it comes to the two genders.  The Quran reads:

“Tell the believing men that they should reduce/lower their gaze/vision and guard their private parts…” – Sura: 24, Aya: 30

I have obviously not taken  this literally, it means to have modesty and integrity when interacting with each other.  Lately I have been really reflecting on this Aya.  My conclusion is to protect my soul, I must take this literally and not metaphorically.

Your eyes are the boundaries of  your soul.

Big Egos

A big ego. It is so common in spiritual circles, so much more than anywhere else.  I keep seeing it in individuals that have supposedly been doing self-work for many years and are leaders in their fields, guiding others to healing and transformation. Several spiritual teachers have actually been recently called out on this.  Let’s not name any names.  Why is this phenomenon so prevalent in the spiritual world?

I believe that the answer is there is trauma there that has not been resolved.  Childhood wounds that require a deeper investigation, and release.

I used to think that if you are on the spiritual path you are surely a self-actualized individual. You have worked on yourself to the point where your entire existence is in service to humanity, instead of humanity being in service to you. Being a spiritual practitioner and seeker does not magically delete your big ego.

I understand that there is a healthy ego.  Healthy ego is loving yourself with all your flaws. Actually recognizing, and accepting that one has flaws is where it begins.  It usually takes a person a lifetime to establish such a sense of self.  I know because I have only just begun to do so, and I am close to fifty.

A big ego is so different than a healthy sense of self-esteem.

A big ego is camouflage for insecurity, lack of self- love,  and confidence.

You can’t be so self-absorbed and consider yourself enlightened.

Having anger issues just means you still have some more work to do.  Usually childhood wounding is the culprit with anger.  Anger is hiding deeper suppressed emotions. Finding a trauma release practitioner will help you address such hidden emotions.

Lashing out at people for being who they are is not a sign of mastery.

There are gentle ways of communication and angry ways of communication.

Pretending to be something you are not will always come back to haunt you.

People are not for you to use. People are there for you to learn from and work with.

Your perspective on a subject is not the end all of perspectives.

You, after all are human and share in the qualities of being human: human means prone to error.

No one is exempt.  I apologize if that seems harsh, it is reality.

Big ego means narcissism.  A narcissist is a wounded individual who thinks the world revolves around them.

Its nice to have a healthy sense of self and be grounded in your own being.  However, when that is blown up so much that all you see is yourself as a hero among heroes, you most likely have some more work to do.

Questions you can ask about where you are in your quest for a healthy sense of self:

Are you genuinely interested in others? Do you accept other people’s beliefs and opinions? Are you easily offended? Do you often feel superior to others?  Can you put your-self in other people’s shoes? How are your communication skills?  Do you avoid topics because they make you uncomfortable? Do you talk about topics that you feel you know best? Are you open minded? Can you accept being wrong? Are you okay with making mistakes? Do you say what you really feel, and think or are you prone to avoid or beat around the bush?

Extra credit for being extra honest with yourself  :0)

Animal Sacrifice

A yoga teacher who eats meat?… I knew this question was heading my way at some point.  I watched a video not too long ago where Ana Forrest, a yoga teacher I admire so much and think highly of, refused to answer this question.  I totally understand how she would be at a loss for words.  It really is no one’s business!!!! Why do people go there? Why?  This woman had endured tremendous suffering. She is a warrior. In my eyes, she has shaman status. Hands down. Discrediting her by questioning her diet is lunacy!

These words I was asked are still ringing in my ears although I heard them at the end of last year.

Was that a judgement of the highest order or what?

Yes, I responded, I do eat meat, because this is how it is at this momentMy children eat it, so I buy it and I do not wish to waste it. I also do not wish to impose any beliefs on my children, I would rather they find what they believe in.

You see, I did not get to explain that I was a vegetarian for fifteen years prior, and that I suddenly found myself contemplating eating meat.  Not because I missed it, more because it was what I thought my body required.  I had my children on a vegetarian diet. After fifteen years, I felt depleted. And so it goes that sometime in the year 2013 after abstaining completely since 1995,  I went back to eating meat. It has been a little over four years now.  It surely isn’t my go to food.  I eat very little of it, and I eat it consciously.  I know, nothing justifies killing animals.  This blog is surely not a means to justify that.  However, more than anything it is a way for me to try to understand this conundrum that I find myself contemplating and grappling with most days.

The question of ‘does it make you more awake’ if you do not eat meat, is surely a no.  Many have experienced awakened states, diet aside.

So where to begin?

I began by looking at the etymology of sacrifice. The breakdown is as follows:

sacrificus means sacrifical

sacer is sacred

Facio is to make

This evidently means sacrificing something is to make something sacred.

In any sacrifice we must destroy life in order to preserve it.

We sacrifice animals, plants, and sometimes we sacrifice ourselves.

Sacrificing ourselves is a way to mature, another aspect of the individuation process.

The key to this sacrifice is that we are fully conscious of what it is we are sacrificing.  That is what makes any act sacred. Consciousness.   Some will argue that we can in that case justify devious acts if they are done with consciousness.  I would say devious acts can never be done with consciousness.  I am talking about survival here.  Sometimes, not always,  however in most cases, we sacrifice to survive.

There are many arguments and debates about eating meat versus a plant based diet.  Believe me, I have heard, and read about the entire spectrum. As a long time practitioner of yoga I know all about this. With a lot of details from every side.  And I get it. Animals do not deserve to die. Humans do not deserve to die in wars either. So many things can go under this list: sexual abuse, domestic violence, environmental abuse…you name it…

The thing is, a lot of research surfacing these days is that plants actually feel pain.  There is no difference between an animal and a plant. Here is an interview on this topic from PRI . Animals and plants have consciousness however they do not have reasoning faculties although they have mind.  They cannot apply logic, and reason as humans do.  What distinguishes us from them is that we are able to use our mind. Our mind is the center of our world.

In table format:

Animals                 senses           nerves              consciousness/MIND    soul

Plants                    senses                                      consciousness/MIND    soul

Humans                senses           nerves              consciousness/MIND    soul       REASON/LOGIC

Yes, it gets us in trouble mostly, however, if we learn to rule our mind, it can be a blessing.  This mind retains our memories, and dreams of the future. Animals do not have access to the faculty of mind. Animals can only be in the moment, and will never remember the past or think about their future.

I have been grappling, reflecting and contemplating this topic for several years. Ever since I began eating meat again.  Not because I wish to prove myself right.  I just would like to understand why so many religions practice this. If it was one religion, I would put it aside and say ok that is nothing to look into.  When I see repeating patterns that continue through ancient times, I feel I need to understand why such patterns exist.  There is more to this than what we see and understand.

I was recently having a discussion about this with my son.  I like to challenge him sometimes just to see what he will say.  He always surprises me with his wisdom (when he is not causing trouble, that is).  As we discussed this, he intuited that eating meat is part of the alchemical process. BINGO!  That makes so much sense.  We eat it to have power over our lower nature.  In alchemy we transmute something into something completely different.  In this case our animal nature into our higher divine nature. Humans are part animal part godlike.  All ancient scriptures and texts point to this fact.  I recall reading something that speaks to this in some text a while back, and I just cannot for the life of me recall what it was. I sure hope I find it soon because I wish to read it again.  Yes, it does make sense now why so many religions would propagate this.

One more event I wish to share around this topic is that last year in November while I was volunteering at the Science and Non-duality Conference in San Jose, California,  I was assigned to help out at Charles Eisenstein’s workshop: Emissaries from the Future.  I hesitated at first and then decided to participate.  Charles had us go into a meditation where we met our own personal emissary from the future and got to ask them questions about what life on earth would be hundreds of years into the future. This was a very emotional exercise for me, which I will not go into full detail here, however what is of relevance are the words of my emissary whom I could not help but ask what her name was, and she replied: Bee-A- Trees (and emphasized that it is written in that manner and not Beatrice).  Bee-A-Trees answered my question of ‘will we still be eating meat many hundreds of years from today?’ with ‘yes’ however, she could not really explain why that is. She said she could not tell me the reasons as she could not understand them in that moment. I suppose it is worth another trip into the future perhaps I can get more information on that.

I am not saying everyone needs to run out and sacrifice some sheep right now.

I wish people will hold their beliefs lightly.  It seems that sacrificing serves a purpose. Perhaps something that we cannot see or feel.  Believing in something is a choice, to each their own path, and to each their rate of evolution. We never know what circumstances someone is in when we make our hasty judgements.  In Ayruveda, bone broth is prescribed to patients with bone marrow problems such as bone cancer. Will we not sacrifice an animal to save a human life?  Is it best to let the human die, and let the animal live? Will the animal perhaps one day make a huge difference in the world? Can the animal become an activist? An artist? A poet? A nurse? A teacher?

Additionally, with so many starving populations around the world, even in America, a little morsel of meat can save a human life. Especially if that is all that is available.  Let’s not be ‘above’ eating what it is we need to survive in any given moment.  It is not a matter of rank, there is no hierarchy in survival. There is no such thing as diet elite.

I am not better or worse than you are for eating what I eat.  You are not better or worse than I am for eating what you eat.

Some of us are completely oblivious to why we eat what we eat, and that is still OKAY.

The way things are in the world, with so many catastrophic predictions, we may all find ourselves eating things we really do not wish to eat someday soon. I suppose it is our choice to starve or to survive.

I get that animals are sentient.  I love animals, I love plants, I love all of life. However, I also believe in the mystery, that there are laws in this universe that we may never have answers to.

I also believe in the ability to listen to my body’s needs in every single moment. Somedays I eat, some days I don’t, some days I drink, and on other days I remain thirsty.

We can be Heroes

Creativity requires the courage to let go of Certainty ~ Erich Fromm

 

The uncertainty principle in quantum physics tells us that we can only know so much about behavior patterns of quantum particles. These particles are what our reality is made of. [1]This would mean that we can never really know what will happen next.  Our reality is unpredictable.

How much more unpredictable could it get when just last night a meteor hit Michigan!  I gazed in wonder at the bright blue lights and thought since when does Michigan have thunder and lightening in winter?

We can always try and prepare for our future, however there will always remain elements of uncertainty, things we cannot foresee that will take place. There is no way we can know all that will happen before it happens.

This morning I woke up thinking I have a coffee date, and then I will be cooking dinner for friends. That did not happen.  A snow storm ruined all my plans for the day.  These things can in the least frustrate us, maybe even ruin our schedule and are such an inconvenience.  However, if we learn to view everything that happens from an entirely different perspective, we will survive almost anything and in fact flourish.  Learning to see everything that happens as having a silver lining is key.  What I did with my day was improvise.  I worked on a painting I had started, practiced yoga, danced and also managed to find time to read.

The definition of uncertainty as used in this essay is the state of not knowing what life will present us with next. There are always elements that emerge unexpectedly in the course of anything we attempt to do.

 

Having grown up in a war zone, I am naturally trained and always prepared to face such anxiety producing circumstances at any minute. All my senses, and intuition are always on high alert. Sometimes for good reason and other times not so much. Over the years I have learned to refine those senses so that I am not so much controlled by them, and they are more in service to me.

Here are my tips on surviving a world full of uncertainty.  I have listed them in no specific order because nothing is fixed and sometimes you may need just one key while other times all of the keys must work together.

 

Tip 1- Trust: first and foremost

In yoga this is called: ishvara pranidhanaor dedication/devotion and surrender to a higher power.  In no way does this mean being submissive and complacent, nor does it mean that one must believe in God. Our job is to plan and prepare for whatever outcome we foresee and yet know that there is nothing that we can really do to change what actually will happen.   Holding our plans as lightly as possible and being ready to change direction at any given moment is essential.  Doing what we can with what we have.  The readiness to improvise.  This is what artists of all genres and mediums do. They work with what they have and what comes up in any given moment. Yes, we create our reality, yet we must understand that there is another larger force beyond our desires, and it is the force that created the universe.  It will serve us well to make a pact with this force.

When I paint, I have a very vague sense of where I want my painting to go, I have learned to keep that mystery alive.  I trust that whatever needs to show up on my canvas will show up.

 

Tip 2- Faith: believing in something

I am not talking about the religious, dogmatic or theological sense of faith.  I am talking about everyday faith.  The faith that getting up in the morning is serving a purpose that one does not see but knows deep within.  That each of us plays a role in the evolution and transformation of humanity, and that is why we are here in this physical reality.

It is simple, if you believe in a higher power to have faith that this power is on your side and has your best interest.  If you do not believe in this higher power, it gets a bit tricky but there is a way around it, try to build faith in the laws of the universe. Life, death, rebirth…these things are certain, and inevitable.  How do you do this? Always look at the bigger picture. You obviously have faith the sun will rise tomorrow, although it is also not a guarantee according to the uncertainty principle.

Another way to have faith is to having faith in one’s own being. Believing in oneself and one’s abilities to navigate whatever circumstance they are thrown in.  Getting out of victim mentality is step in the right direction.  When feeling victimized our sense of faith in anything is depleted and we find our selves unable to make healthy decisions.

 

Tip 3- Find that which you can control: Yourself!

What is the one thing you can control?  Really it boils down to just one thing: Yourself! You can control how you think, how you behave, how you react to any given situation.  Make sure your behaviors, thoughts, and reactions and ways of being are in alignment with the highest good for all involved.

This goes hand in hand with having faith in oneself.  You are really the only person you can rely on by how you think, behave and act.

We often see two types of people, those who in rough circumstances need medication cannot function properly, and those who rise out of the ashes of their life into self -realization and inner knowing.  It’s okay to crumble for a little while, feel your feelings, all of them.  Always remember to rise up after a period of mourning, life goes on and so must you. Controlling yourself does not mean forcing yourself to do what you do not wish to do, it means knowing that you have the freedom of choice in any given moment, and to use that choice as wisely as possible.

 

Tip 4- Let go of white and black: embrace the grey areas.

Let go of polarity thinking.  This one requires mastery. You have to fail a few times before you can actually be in a space of equanimity and not feel like lamenting your luck for a failed project or a disaster that has befallen you.  Equanimity is embracing all that is arising be it negative or positive.  How do you even practice equanimity? Begin by really looking at your beliefs about the world. Beliefs that you have acquired ever since you were a child and question their validity.  I guarantee that in most cases these beliefs will be invalid. Especially to your current situation.  A good example is beliefs we have around death.  We think of it as an end all when in reality we do not really know.  A piece by Thich Nhat Hanh comes to mind here:

“The day my mother died I wrote in my journal, “A serious misfortune of my life has arrived.” I suffered for more than one year after the passing away of my mother. But one night, in the highlands of Vietnam, I was sleeping in the hut in my hermitage. I dreamed of my mother. I saw myself sitting with her, and we were having a wonderful talk. She looked young and beautiful, her hair flowing down. It was so pleasant to sit there and talk to her as if she had never died. When I woke up it was about two in the morning, and I felt very strongly that I had never lost my mother. The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear. I understood then that the idea of having lost my mother was just an idea. It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.

I opened the door and went outside. The entire hillside was bathed in moonlight. It was a hill covered with tea plants, and my hut was set behind the temple halfway up. Walking slowly in the moonlight through the rows of tea plants, I noticed my mother was still with me. She was the moonlight caressing me as she had done so often, very tender, very sweet… wonderful! Each time my feet touched the earth I knew my mother was there with me. I knew this body was not mine but a living continuation of my mother and my father and my grandparents and great-grandparents. Of all my ancestors. Those feet that I saw as “my” feet were actually “our” feet. Together my mother and I were leaving footprints in the damp soil.

From that moment on, the idea that I had lost my mother no longer existed. All I had to do was look at the palm of my hand, feel the breeze on my face or the earth under my feet to remember that my mother is always with me, available at any time.”

~ Thích Nhất Hạnh

What Thich Nhat Hanh is saying here is that he discovered that notions about death that we are fed growing up are not real as he could still feel his mother’s presence everywhere.  Many have had such an experience of a passed loved one.  This goes to show that many of our social beliefs are invalid. Death is not necessarily a negative thing.  It is just different than life.  This applies to other poles such as male and female, they are different expressions of the same energy as is day and night, high and low…and the list goes on.  Finding our own beliefs is sometimes more useful to us than following social programs.

 

Tip 5- Self Care: the path to a quite mind.

Develop a practice that will allow you to quiet your mind. Meditation, yoga, yoga nidra, a walk in the park, a swim…anything…as long as your brain is not running 24/7. Make it rest so that when you need to use your reasoning faculties you are able to focus and come up with solutions immediately.  A tired mind will resort to fear, anxiety, and anger.

How many of us have tried to work after a horrible night of insomnia? You really cannot focus, or get much done.  Giving the brain a break is important for optimal functioning. Give yourself permission each day to stop what you are doing and just be.  Sit on a couch, get a cup of tea and just relax.  I have gotten into the habit of doing this so much that for an outsider, it looks like I am very unproductive.  I cannot even tell you how productive my days have become.  On many days I write, paint, run errands, do housework, cook, pay bills and other minor things and find that I still have enough energy to stay up late.

 

Tip 6- Practice staying positive.

It is impossible to feel grateful when the world is falling apart around us. However, what if we can feel grateful before it falls apart? What if we can be grateful when we have all we need?  I know, this is a tough one, yet when practiced daily, before we face dire circumstance, we will have something to fall on when our peace gets disrupted. I like to repeat every night as I am about to sleep all the things I am grateful for in a day.  This could be just a piece of chocolate that I had or an individual that has touched my life in one way or another.  I thank my cells, my bones, my nerves my organs and then I drift off to sleep.

I remember how freeing it was after a horrible breakup to keep a gratitude journal.  I would write in it every night things like: I am grateful for my cat, I am grateful that it rained, I am grateful that I am warm… In just a few days I was feeling more grounded, the grief did not disappear, however the realization that the reasons to be alive outweigh the reasons not to.

 

Tip 7- Balancing intuition and reason

Intuition is an ability we all possess.  Intuition is feminine while reason is masculine. Balancing our feminine and masculine mind is important.  We have to know when to follow our gut and when to follow our head. Sometimes we must allow both of them to communicate with each other. They both have a part to play and deciphering when to use which is key. So you ask how do we know when to use which?  The answer is simple, when you have a gut feeling that something is off, know that you must not ignore this feeling.  Drop into it and converse with it and try not to rationalize it away. Sometimes we know because we know. Because of all the experiences we have been through that allow us to intuitively understand and properly respond to a given situation.  The voice of intuition is usually calm, true, safe , steady and reassuring while that of the ego is anxious, fearful, doubtful, guilty, angry and jealous.  You will know which one is calling you when you feel into these different emotions.

I always play this game while making art, I have to have some sort of a guideline to follow and that is when I use my reasoning faculties.  I decide on what colors I want to use, what size of canvas I would like to paint on and always leave room for intuition to allow for other possibilities to emerge. I just follow what comes up in each moment.

 

Tip 8- Embrace the Adventure

Think of life as an adventure that you are immersed in by choice rather than having to be in it unwillingly.  Approach each day and each problem with a sense of adventure and take the stance of a problem solver.  It helps to repeat this mantra:  when nothing is certain, everything is possible.

My biggest challenge has been raising teenagers in the twenty first century.  Everything that maybe harmful is highly accessible.  I cannot say I have not worried about them ever, because I have, yet there is a quality that they bring with their presence in my life that I would never trade for anything.  Aside from being my biggest teachers, they bring a sense of wonder and adventure into my life.

There’s always something new that I have to decipher and solve.  When they reached their teens, I felt like I wanted to just give up.  I had no idea what to do about anything.  I did not want to resort to the controlling ways of past generations, and so I have been the most flexible and open mother they can ask for.  At times it feels like perhaps I should have been more of a disciplinary.  I am just unable to get myself to restrict who they are meant to be.  I have learned to embrace the adventure that they are with all of its highs and lows every step of the way.

Tip 9- Flow as Gracefully as you can

To flow with life doesn’t mean being submissive. It means realizing that we cannot control the things we cannot control. We cannot control others we cannot control life and death and we cannot control the next big disaster, all we can control is how we respond to each one.  Let me give an example…years back when I was studying at the American University of Beirut, I had a friend who was injured in the bombing that took place at the university hospital.  I was about 25 at that time.  I could have freaked out and went into coma, instead I was the one who took her with her injured leg to the hospital, and stayed by her side and cared for her for several days until I insured she was ok.  Another example is the fires that happened in California recently, so many courageous people stepped up to help…figuring out how we can contribute what is our piece? what are we good at? What can we give in moments like these that will provide relief for others?

 

I can certainly make this list longer. However,  I feel like these tips are the core essentials for navigating our unpredictable lives. If all else fails, get out of your head and into your body, and BREATHE!

Allow me to add a disclaimer here. Sometimes it is difficult to do all these things, it may even be difficult to even think of any of the things I listed above.  Especially when something that one did not expect is thrown in one’s face.  Take the other night as an example. I had finished writing a first draft of this essay and sat to relax and meditate, and my son texts me: My car broke down. The engine is smoking. It won’t drive. Like any mother what is my first reaction? Panic!  My mind dialogue in the moment went something like this:  Why now? Why me? I don’t need this now. I just want to sit here and relax. It has been a long day and I have been up early….he can’t call his dad because he’s out of town, I have to be responsible for this.   I get there half an hour later thanks to a GPS location that my son sent me, and wait for a tow truck for two hours. Then as we drive behind the truck I get pulled over by an officer because I hesitated at a red light.  Great.  What else can happen tonight that I had not planned for?

That evening the thing that really helped me reset was that I came home and had previously prepped some lentil soup and all I had to do was chop a few ingredients and boil it all together.  That bowl of soup was heaven sent. I also ran a bath.  I cannot emphasize these practices of self-care enough.  As I reflected on the night I was able to access my grateful state and began to feel thankful that despite the crazy night we had, my son was safe especially since there was a possibility in this uncertain world that he might have had an accident, the way the engine stopped in the middle of the freeway.  I also realized that I had a sense of surrender to what has happened, I cannot change it.  I can only do my part to assist in the outcome.  I trusted that it will all be okay and we just need to move through this glitch in the middle of the night.  Yes, I was tired, I was hungry and thirsty and really ready to call it a night. I still flowed through the event the best I can, all the while making sure I am not putting my son or my- self in more danger (balancing my intuition with reason), and in some way I appreciated those three hours spent in the car with my son, which I would not have planned had it not been for this incident.

What if it is a major disaster and there is no way we can get to a nice bowl of soup or take a hot soothing bath?  That is exactly when the above will be handy! Another very important aspect is recognizing that we are all responsible for each other just as recognizing that I am responsible for my son’s well-being had helped me step up to the situation.  When I say responsible I mean that we are the care takers of one another especially in harsh and catastrophic circumstances.  That is the only thing that will ever save us. We cannot walk away from a dying person, we seek help for them.  Yes, we can all be heroes for each other if, and w

[1]https://www.theguardian.com/science/2013/nov/10/what-is-heisenbergs-uncertainty-principle

Our Ancestral Roots

Very recently, I found Hyperianism.  If you have no idea what Hyperianism is, it is a philosophy of life, a way of being.  It is a set of beliefs which seeks to establish a new- world order based on reason and mathematics.  Hyperians want to do away with faith, and religion (and can you blame them?), and replace humanity with strong, free thinking, and creative individuals. This is such a powerful message that I am sure resonates with many, not just myself.

About two months ago, Morgue’s profile showed up on my  Instagram.  As I listened to what he had to say, I could hear many truths there, and I have to admit I was very intrigued with his sword swallowing superhuman ability so I followed him.  I also was fascinated with his androgynous look.  I think humanity will be moving more towards that in the future.  Anyhow, serendipitously, I was on line when his Book Zero went on sale, which I later learned happens very rarely, so I ordered it.

As I followed I could see all the negativity Hyperians were receiving.  Humanity likes to see things in boxes, anything that does not look like or sound like what we are used to automatically becomes evil.

Shortly after reading the book, I found myself saying yes why not “I am Hyperian” yet there was this nagging feeling deep within: I recognize this as truth, the universe is mathematical no question about that, and I have always been a logical person.  Reason above all sounds like it would solve the world’s problems, yet something felt a bit unsettling (Dear Hyperians, this is just my method of reasoning.  I am engaging in dialogue not attacking or condemning). What about intuition? And what about roots?

The truth is, I believe, like the Hyperians, that the universe is mind (or consciousness), I believe that  reason and logic are important, I also believe human will is necessary, I believe religions have become about manipulation, and I believe that many systems if not all in our societies need to be over hauled.   So yes, I am with you on this Hyperians!    What I cannot get myself to accept is throwing the root of religion out the door because religion itself, the uncorrupted version of it at least the core messages and ancient truths (for those of us who study them) were meant to help humanity.  The way I see it is that religion is the root of spirituality. Religion used to be the prescription towards self-growth. Think of it as a tool that sparked the seeker to pursue further growth and prescribed certain practices that need to be followed to reach the goal.   Nowadays religion is a form of corrupt spirituality, yes, I agree.  Although all the spiritual paths seem different on the surface, they really are one and the same.  I have written this else-where and I shall repeat myself as many times as I need to: we all come from the same root and we all return to it.  Nothing will ever change this. This is guaranteed. It is the only thing we are ever certain of in a world full of uncertainty.

That aside, Hyperians and their message are being attacked and misunderstood by so many people.  The reason is no one is listening! EVERYONE is judging and projecting their tainted views on everyone else.  Just like transgender individuals have to face ridicule and assault for being who they are, and so on with all minorities and ethnicities and sexual orientations…  Each one of us is also enduring the same in our own way and usually for being exactly who we are.  Can you blame humanity for wanting to be so inauthentic?

There is a deeper aspect to this that I would like to address so please be patient with me.  I am going to do something here that some may not appreciate, I want to tie this to an incident that recently took place on FaceBook.  Shiva Rea, a long time yoga practitioner and teacher, a true and dedicated student of the path of yoga recently gave her honest and true opinion on a modern version of a form of ancient dance and yoga called Buti Yoga. Her words were taken as offense, blown out of context and became a starting ground for a war.  You can read the response she got by clicking here and this will give you an idea of what I mean by war.  I felt her words were meant as inquiry, a place to pause and question certain things instead of blindly going through the motions. Shiva was using the power of reason.  Shiva spoke of honoring the roots of yoga. Why is this such a negative thing to do? What is the problem everyone has with roots?

This is a great example demonstrating how it is really difficult to truly LISTEN.  The world is colored by our individual beliefs and we end up projecting them on what we hear.   On the other hand, the communicator has the responsibility of communicating precisely, and from the heart, their true and honest self. My dear humans, it really boils down to the basics, we have to listen as well as we speak.  We also have to speak as well as we listen.

Our ancestors didn’t have it all right, and some really messed it up for us, especially those who tainted our spiritual path with all their patriarchal dogma.  Despite this, we have to remember the work they did on our behalf. Without them we would not be here.  The least we can do is honor their pain and suffering and their wisdom that brought us to where we are. We can also go one step further and heal our dysfunctional inherited conditioning with all the tools available to us.  There is grace in embracing our roots.

Imagine a human being without a root chakra?

If the root chakra is out of balance, one cannot progress to balance the remaining chakras. What happens then?…now what if we completely  eradicate this root chakra????

I leave you with an old Arabic saying: man nakara aslahu, la asla lahu,

he who forgets his origins upholds no principles (standards).

There never was a tree without roots, and there never will be.

Your Womb Speaks

“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.” 
― 
Franz Kafka

 

It is a true epidemic.  Why is it that getting people to speak their truth is like pulling teeth?

I have to point that walking in truth and speaking your truth are two different things.  For clarity’s sake, I am only addressing the latter.

I suppose sometimes we don’t even know what our truth is, let alone how to communicate it to someone else.  It takes knowing oneself REAL well to know what our truth is. One has to drop deep, real quick and emerge with an answer. Like a diver dropping to the bottom of the ocean to retrieve a treasure with a known exact location.  Drop, grab, and emerge.

Of course, I am not by any means exempt…I lived most of my adult life suppressing my truth.  Then I had a wake up call. Well, several.  Now it has become one of my favorite things to do. I find the more I practice the better it gets. I figure whoever is meant to stick by my side will do so regardless of what I say, as long as I communicate with clarity, and respect.

How did I finally let the monster out?

This is how I have been doing this.  It really is a no brainer.  No mathematics or heavy-duty weight lifting required:

Step one: Begin with a deep breath

Step two: And pause  ( for a second or maybe two, or as long as you need, but honestly, if you are in your gut, it only takes seconds to know your truth)

Step three: Drop into your gut, or your womb space and ask it: what is true for me in this moment, in this situation, for this question?

 

Your first response is your truth. 

Need I say this again?

There is no need to second guess.  Do not go into the stories in your mind. As soon as you get into the mind, you have lost your jewel.

Your truth is in your WOMB. Your womb speaks. Listen.

Okay, now give this a try next time you get asked how you feel, what you want, or your opinion on a certain topic, and let me know how it goes.

Whatever your treasure is…

Say if for self-love.

Say it for humility and dignity.

Say it for the love of humanity.

Say it for the sake of not taking it to your grave.

Please don’t wait many weeks, months or years…it really only needs a few minutes. Maybe a few days at the most.

The sooner you let it out the sooner your gut will thank you.

And I don’t mean that in a figurative way, I mean it in a literal way.

Your gut will say : Thank you.  

In fact, your entire being will thank you.

I am guilty of Misogyny. Sex and the Fall from Grace

You see, not only have I encountered misogyny many times in my life than I care to recall, I have come to realize that I am also guilty of having been that person.  A misogynist.

Most of our societies program us that way. We are taught that girls/women are dirty, objects, of a lesser status.  It is so weird because if you really dig into history you will find that these are untruths.  Some of the most powerful, revolutionary, astounding people in all fields all through history were women.

The way I see it is that this twisted notion of women being less is the reason sex has become such taboo, repressed, and misunderstood…

Growing up the couples around me were disappointed when they found out they were expecting a girl and many  kept having babies until the boy arrived. The heir to the throne.  The girls just faded into the background…I do not have a brother myself, my parents drew the line at three girls, but I watched, listened and learned.

When I found out I was pregnant with a girl many years ago I felt a huge disappointment. In fact, I was crushed.  I was so sure I will have another boy.  I even had a name picked out for him.  That was to ensure the tiny fetus inside me will morph into a boy.   Well, that did not happen.

I remember the day I came back from the ultrasound and they had said I am carrying a girl.

The horror of horrors, she will someday be a woman just like me.

I cried for days…

I mourned for hours.

I understood why no one wanted a girl.

A girl into this world. NO. I refuse. I refuse she become a voiceless, submissive, servant..

a shell…

A volcano waiting to erupt.

A doormat.

I refuse she put her needs last and cater to the world.

I refuse that she cannot  say what is on her mind.

I refuse that she cannot be as she wants to be.

I refuse that she will set her dreams aside and follow someone else’s dreams.

I refuse she be treated like a possession, an object.

I refuse she be taken for granted.

I do not want my girl in this world. I simply do not.

Please do not misunderstand this as lack of love for my daughter. On the contrary, it is impossible to love anyone more than her and her brother.

I sat with myself and tried to see where else have I been a misogynist or contributed to such thinking.  The answer came too soon: In the ways I have treated myself, and other women.

I have given up my dreams and hopes to live other people’s lives.

I have wanted to find approval, belonging and connection on behalf of abandoning myself.

I have neglected my needs and wants and served, and served, and served….

I left my dreams, my hopes and my wishes to complete others hopes, dreams and wishes.

I forgot my soul.

I have hated other women. I have hated them for having what I could not have.

I have hated them for treating me in inferior ways, I have hated them for going against me instead of being with me.

I have hated women for betraying my friendship.

I have hated women because they have asked to be hated.

I ask you to look and see where you have done the same. Find those places you have acted this way against yourself or others, and reclaim, reclaim, reclaim and purge. Perhaps if we all do this we can erase this hatred of women once and for all.

If you are a woman it doesn’t mean you love all women.  You may be carrying some unconscious hatred to women who have hurt you.  We keep putting the blame on men, and yes, they may have caused it, but we are participants. We have a hand in this.

Let’s all do some intense soul searching starting this second.

You see, this subject is very important to me on a very profound level and it really is important to the world at large.  I find that the history of misogyny is intertwined with the history of sexuality.   The more we can understand misogyny the more we will understand why sex has fallen from grace.  The more we understand how sex has fallen, the more we are able to liberate ourselves from the negative notions associated with it.

In this liberation we will all reach creative abilities we never even dreamt of.