We’re finally in the season of letting go and by now we have a lot of practice. Maybe this is why the change to Fall seems so welcome this year. It is absolutely a dying off. For so many of us, this hasn't been a metaphor as much as direct circumstance in losing those we love.
And grief is blinding. I had a teacher once tell me it's the most illogical emotion that we experience. Being in this illogical place is natural for me, but I’ve spent my entire life trying to tame the wild child that felt more than she ever understood. This life experience of feeling illogical and embracing that feeling instead of following the directives of the mind, is why I came.
Shedding the layers or peeling an onion are lovely images of slow and paced growth - but that's not what we're experiencing these days. This is massive and each day we have to choose how we're going to enter it. Like a chance to start again, every 24 hours. We must be deliberate about this.
I've heard many mystics say our current living situation is our creation, and I believe this. The Toltec believe our dreams create our reality and if we look to where we’ve focused our creativity in ways of entertainment, from movies to our social feeds, we’re addicted to drama. Where we place our attention and energy matters.
The beautiful thing about letting go, about death, is the closeness it brings you to spirit. I heard another mystic say that our prayers are never more powerful than in times of grief. How true this must be in order to be reborn. We must get really quiet to hear the whispers of creation.
So as we grieve collectively, as a human race on this planet earth, what are you praying for? I’d love to know. You have no idea the impact you have on other people and your shared prayer may just be affirmation for someone in need today. A thought creates a ripple in the universe and can transmit time.
There is relief here. Maybe it's relief from the heat with a cooling off of the earth. Maybe its relief from suffering that accompanies this earthly plane. Maybe it’s relief from the neighbor with the yard signs.
As we grip tightly and hold on to the life we once knew, I pray that we're able to soften a bit and slip into the relief available to us.
I pray we move together with open hearts and open minds to truly learn and listen and love. I pray for you, and for me, to find grace in the moments it feels lost. And I'm grateful for the opportunity. After all, it’s why I came, and I think it’s why you’re here too.
And grief is blinding. I had a teacher once tell me it's the most illogical emotion that we experience. Being in this illogical place is natural for me, but I’ve spent my entire life trying to tame the wild child that felt more than she ever understood. This life experience of feeling illogical and embracing that feeling instead of following the directives of the mind, is why I came.
Shedding the layers or peeling an onion are lovely images of slow and paced growth - but that's not what we're experiencing these days. This is massive and each day we have to choose how we're going to enter it. Like a chance to start again, every 24 hours. We must be deliberate about this.
I've heard many mystics say our current living situation is our creation, and I believe this. The Toltec believe our dreams create our reality and if we look to where we’ve focused our creativity in ways of entertainment, from movies to our social feeds, we’re addicted to drama. Where we place our attention and energy matters.
The beautiful thing about letting go, about death, is the closeness it brings you to spirit. I heard another mystic say that our prayers are never more powerful than in times of grief. How true this must be in order to be reborn. We must get really quiet to hear the whispers of creation.
So as we grieve collectively, as a human race on this planet earth, what are you praying for? I’d love to know. You have no idea the impact you have on other people and your shared prayer may just be affirmation for someone in need today. A thought creates a ripple in the universe and can transmit time.
There is relief here. Maybe it's relief from the heat with a cooling off of the earth. Maybe its relief from suffering that accompanies this earthly plane. Maybe it’s relief from the neighbor with the yard signs.
As we grip tightly and hold on to the life we once knew, I pray that we're able to soften a bit and slip into the relief available to us.
I pray we move together with open hearts and open minds to truly learn and listen and love. I pray for you, and for me, to find grace in the moments it feels lost. And I'm grateful for the opportunity. After all, it’s why I came, and I think it’s why you’re here too.
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