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When did we make it so wrong to want more? My own discontentment seems to eat me, eat at my life; there’s no settling any more, frustration bites at my heels. Like a cat on a hot tin roof, I hop from foot to foot, barely knowing what I want but wanting something.
This thing was always there, I realise; only it was holed up in a prison cell of sorts, like a wild animal in a cage in my dungeon. So all the time I was telling myself that I’m being ever-so humble, grateful and contented I was really wanting more than I ever said. For many women, it comes up like a guilty secret to start with and then you realise that all the little things were only ever attached to the bigger things; wanting more for the planet, for its people, for it all…especially the earth, that love of your life. Continue reading →
This is a brief post designed to pass on an article by Dr. Carl Calleman which explains more articulately than I could how and why it is important to consciously work at tuning into the Ninth Wave. This is something … Continue reading →
As I wake up this morning to what I find I already knew before I opened my eyes, it seems we have chosen the route of most entropy in order to evolve. Not what so many of us wanted; not … Continue reading →
It is as though we are collectively holding our breath at the start of election week, both highly triggered and oh-so quick to shoot each other yet simultaenously paralysed into the hopelessness of two dire “options” on the table; have we ever felt so short-changed? We are all affected, wherever we live; I see it in everyone’s face, I hear all the worries coming home from school with my daughter. There is a tangible feeling of overwhelm, of “what have we done, what are we doing” sweeping the world and this feeds into the cells of our biology, into all the subtle mindsets at play and into the collective vibration of the world. Can we really do anything? Well yes and I was just reminded through the experience I share in this post what a vast difference it can make!
Through the ways that we allow ourselves to engage with each other, respond mindfully and step up to our own power (or not!), we are making the notes on a vast collective instrument and the sound it is making right now is a little unsure of itself…even amongst those who consider themselves awake or evolving, those who chose love and envision a brighter future…yes, even those people are wavering somewhat, like they are really not sure what to do with themselves, where to put their attention, how to behave in the physical world or in the private domain of their own heart at this testing time. Some are being taken back into what feels like a relapse into the kind of fear and sense of lost power that they thought they had put behind them five or ten years ago and this is disorienting them; making them question their whole evolutionary journey or, like they used to, whether they really want to be here in human form. Yet never has it been more essential to apply everything we have come to know about being divinity in form as the “human actions” of our days; to allow the rubber to meet the road as we drive a new reality forwards, not suddenly bailing out into fear. As I learned last night, every thought counts as it holds the power to alter a reality; to drop down or climb back up the dimensional scale.
Many of us have come such a long way with our personal evolution over the last three to five years that what is playing out in the world feels, at once, so alien (thus not anything to do with us) yet also so doubly abrasive when we pop out of our high-vibe bubble that we hardly know how to respond. So many people that are “spiritual” are declaring an intention not to vote and yet I would urge them to take whatever steps resonate with their heart within the premise that “not to vote” is the same as voting for the other possibility. We have to take the physical, human steps towards our chosen reality as well as the mindful ones that help birth a new reality; I have learned this at every step of my evolution. To wishful think is not enough; it takes action “within the current paradigm” as well as intention-setting “outside of it” to create a new reality; the weight we give to the best we have out of the current physical circumstances serves as the traction against the walls of the birth canal that accelerates our journey towards the light at the end of the tunnel; we can’t just sit hoping for a better outcome and crossing our fingers we will get there. The whole world is holding its breath for America to vote-in the best deal on the current table and most of us can’t take that vote; we are asking Americans to do it for us; we are holding that intention with everything we have, hoping those who hold a ballet card will take that walk to the box. Many of us are bridging two realities now; one foot in the physical world, another in the metaphysical and we are that aspect keeping the two of them working together and in balance; after all, this is what makes us so divinely human; the best of both, embodied as one. Continue reading →
Their immense zest for life is the very thing that arrests me when I watch the lambs; the way these wooly youngsters engage with absolutely everything their idyllic green world has to offer, from the comedic pheasants walking by to the playful breeze that seem to whip them into jumping spirals of the most erratic motion, like leaves lifting off the ground. They race each other in playful gangs and they collaborate with audacious climbing partners, vying to get to the top. They suddenly leap up, bronking and bucking with bizarre spring-loadedness as though the ground has just tickled them. Then, when just as suddenly spent, they gravitate to their ever watchful mother’s side and succumb to warm grassy patches where, alone or in twin pairs, they meditate away all the gentle hours, eyes half closed and, yes, a kind of smile on their faces; apparently transported by an enviable ability to surrender themselves fully to the moment. Then again, suddenly up on those spring-loaded feet, they’re back to scrambling to that water’s edge, conquering the tree stump or forming pyramids on each other’s backs. If you have ever enjoyed the simple pleasure of watching a pack of dogs playing or even (for that matter) human children, these are really no different and their joie de vive is contagious as you watch. Continue reading →