Posted in darkness and light, love, Mother Earth, transformation

Emergence: one

This is my orchid. Every year at this time, in time for Christmas, two flowering stems begin to emerge. Once they are fully open, the flowers last for a remarkable three months. And then they begin to wilt and die.

I love the entire process from the first moment of noticing the new growth to the eventual decaying of the blooms. It’s emergence, the story of life and death is told through it all.

And I turn myself to face all that I feel is emerging, without judgement or fear.

Recently I heard from a reliable source that there is much upheaval ahead, that such upheaval is the coming journey of our beloved Mother Earth and therefore, will involve us all.

What I heard could be scary and I don’t know if it’s going to unfold that way or not, but it got me thinking. It goes against my expectations, I anticipate another thirty years of living on this Earth, maybe. And hope to meet more beautiful souls, to love and be loved by, moving forward on my soul path, living my life, lots of painting, fulfilling dreams. We all expect there to be a future. But what if there isn’t?

I had to think about that. Then I realised, deep in my heart, that it doesn’t matter. I have never felt afraid of the transition we call death and know it won’t stop me doing whatever work my soul is here to do, whether from this side or the other.

If life is destined to get chaotic, then chaos will emerge. If everything comes crashing down, I trust it is required to happen that way. If not, contemplating such a possibility brings riches of its own.

Whatever’s emerging, it’s all as precious as watching the blooms of my orchid unfold. Even if it seems as though darkness is emerging, that we are facing the darkest and most threatening times of all. Even then, with our invisible roots extended into the Earth and hearts full of love and peace, we don’t need to be afraid. We have nothing to fear, there never was, is or will be anything to fear, no matter what.

The wise Grandmothers are telling us, do not meet fear with fear. Fear is like a disease, it’s catching and spreads like a contamination.

Fear is everywhere, people are being activated by it. People are turning on each other through their fear. Everything is polarised. So, stay in your heart, remain connected to the web of light, do not move into fear yourself. Whatever happens, whatever you encounter, do not succumb to judgement or fear. Allow, accept, remain in your peace, know how to connect with your inner peace and stay with your heart foundation which is love. You are a divine being.

If we engage the future with fear, we will end up attracting exactly what we fear. Stay calm, stay engulfed in peace and love, don’t engage with fear, now or ever.

As my orchid emerges, I will share the story of her flowering with you and we will learn together to embrace beauty, even through darkness, even as life transforms into death.

Are you scared about the future? Why are you scared? How does fear help you? How does fear hinder or hurt you? How can you transform your fear into peace, love and acceptance? How does doing that feel?

Image: “This is my Orchid” by Ananda Amenet Reid

Posted in darkness and light, healing, Inspiration, transformation

House of Cards

What do you do when everything’s a mess?

Chaos does not create order

Chaos creates more chaos.

Sometimes, you just gotta pull the plug

Bring down your house of cards.

Let it fall

What you fear, the collapse,

It’s not going to be as bad as you think.

Let it come

Let the rubble fall

Let it fall until it settles

Then, have a good look around.

You are alive

You are still standing

It can’t get any worse

You have nothing to protect now

Nothing weighing on you

Nothing more to fear

Your worst fear has materialised

And now you are free

Now, you can choose differently

And rebuild anew.

From the ashes of destruction

Soars the phoenix of rebirth.

Sometimes, it’s about one little problem

Sometimes, it’s our entire life.

Posted in Inspiration

Let’s Do Simple

Recently, I’ve been wondering why we make everything so complicated.  Why can’t things be simple?  Surely, this is a matter of how we see things, interpret things?  Perhaps, ‘complicated’ is something we inadvertently choose?  Of course, we would love things to be simple!  What if they are, or could be?  But we get embroiled in life mentally and emotionally, and before long, we are tangled up in the crazy convoluted world of our daily lives. 

It occurred to me, the thing that takes us from calm and simple to crazy and complicated, is it longing? Is it because we are carrying a deep, intrinsic drive, a longing for something we don’t perceive we have? Peace, success, happiness, contentment, love, enlightenment, the end-game, something that we never seem to reach, no matter how hard we try, or what we do. Is this the yearning for connection that is oneness with all that is? To feel one with nature? With those we love? With ourselves? With the divine source. Instead, there is a deep sense of separation, of being an island, it is as though we are caged within a cage of our own making.

What if all the chaos in our lives only exists because we summon it?  What if we chose simple instead, can we even do that?  To be simple, we must be naked, honest, direct, trusting.  We must be vulnerable.  We must let go of our drama, our analysing and judging.  Perhaps, ‘complicated’ is easier to achieve than peace…   

My life has been getting somewhat complicated lately and when it does, I’ve been reminding myself that, actually, everything is real simple. And it helps because it is, once I stop and remember, everything complicated has a chance to fall away and I realise that the complexity was coming from inside me.

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A Perfect Storm

Do you ever feel that your life is like a storm? Chaotic, tempestuous, catastrophic, disordered, explosive turmoil? Maybe a person or situation in your life is causing this kind of disruption. Perhaps it’s something going on inside you, an eruption from within. It may be the odd moment of mayhem, it may be an all-out raging tornado, tearing your life apart.

What if I told you that even in the midst of the most violent and chaotic storm, everything is unfolding to perfection?  The perfection of what your soul is yearning for. 

Have you ever stood outside amidst a wild storm? Some of us actually go seeking such an experience. Talk about feeling alive, wow, it’s literally electric. Personally, I find it shamanic to experience every kind of weather and a storm, particularly, calls to me. The Wild Storm cannot be denied, it is right there in your face, slapping you. It demands to be experienced. It is a full-body, no-holds barred experience. It lets you know you are alive. You haven’t lived until you have danced in a storm, screamed with the howling wind, drank the lashing rain and relished the metallic taste of the air.

At the centre of the storm is absolute stillness.  From space, a storm moving over the Earth is the most beautiful thing to see.  The centre is as clear and calm as the most perfect summer’s day.  A storm is nature’s way of refreshing itself, cleansing and healing is occurring amidst all that damage and chaos and it’s the same for us.  And when the storm passes, everything is at its greenest, so fresh and cleansed and perfect, the air feels alive and uplifting. 

All too often, when our life is a storm we feel at a loss, we can feel like we’ve been forgotten by the supportive energies of the universe, abandoned.  We are never forgotten, we are never in the wrong place, we are always in our perfection.  It is not our purpose to have a perfect life if perfect means everything is always sunny and lovely and happy and contented and nothing ever goes wrong.  Sad can be perfect.  Anger can be perfect.  Chaos can be perfect.  Perfect is whatever we need, whatever teaches us and heals us, even though it may look like it’s ripping us apart.  Sometimes we need to be ripped apart in order to heal.  Perfect is what uproots our weeds, disrupts our complacency, kicks us up the bum when we need a good bum-kicking.  When the Wild Storm comes into your life, step out into it and howl, dance, cry, rage, scream, run, throw your head back and laugh.  Be the storm, live the storm and find the perfection of this gift. It is given to you because you matter, because you are loved by the universe, because you are worthy of being healed, taught, cleansed and uplifted. Because you are moving in the right direction. This storm is guiding you towards wholeness, towards unconditional love, and that’s a special kind of perfection.