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Monday, September 30, 2013
New Blog Site
I've moved this blog over to a new site, directly connected to my website. To get there, just click here, http://pixiedusthealing.com/blog/ and you'll be there! Follow me on the new site and you'll get updates sent to your inbox. Same stuff, new site is all. Looking forward to "seeing you on the other side"!!
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
New Moon In Leo: Dr. Bach meets Dr. Seuss
Dr Seuss's "The Waiting Place" |
Yesterday I tried to write a post. I knew exactly what I wanted to say, I had the picture lined up- the works. And the technology just wouldn't support me. I tried a few times to juggle things around and see where my cursor "disappeared" to- no luck. I took that as a sign, went to the woods and pondered life in general. Today my cursor seems to be "back" and perhaps my perspective is slightly changed.
Yesterday a friend of mine sent me today's picture. It's from Dr. Seuss's "Oh the Places You Will Go" book. It's what he describes as "The Waiting Place" in the following:
The Waiting Place…
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a
Yes or a No or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for
Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a
Yes or a No or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for
Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
My friend and I were lamenting being in "The Waiting Place". It's a very restless, uncomfortable place to be. Often we think we should try and break out of the waiting place, perhaps through aggressive action, yet we really realize this is the spot we need to be. Perhaps the challenge is to bring the Boom Bands into "The Waiting Place". This could be the energy of the New Moon in Leo when it's a good time to start a new project that expresses ourselves and appreciates each other. Maybe it helps if you can find your inner Leo Lion to bring the boom bands to the waiting place http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2012/02/finding-your-inner-lion.html .
Agrimony might be a necessary Bach Flower right now. I've written about it before. I've included it in the remedies that help you find your inner lion and figure out what project best serves you and others. It's also a remedy for restlessness. It took a "cursor issue" for me to discover that. Dr. Bach used Agrimony a lot with patents that felt restless and discontented. He used it for people that questioned their path, found it difficult to line up spirit with earth endeavors and tried to block out emotions.
Dr. Seuss's "Waiting Place" is a place of emotions- many of them not that comfortable- all of them primers for restless fidgeting. Maybe under the light of this New Moon and with a few drops of Agrimony I'll settle into what it is I really want to say. Who knows, maybe I'll find my cursor again and be able to write my blog with ease.
Let the Boom Bands begin!
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Aquarius Full Moon; Act on Intuition
I'm a little behind with this post. We entered a Full Moon cycle yesterday with the moon in Aquarius. I wrote about this last year. Although this year it isn't a Blue Moon as well, the information still feels right to me http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2012/08/full-moon-in-aquarious.html
If anything I think there may be increased intensity this year to understand our role in the "whole" of things. Not always an easy task.
I believe when we consider "the collective" or talk about that, we are often thinking of the people we should be a part of. It's concepts like foreign aid, helping out neighbours, being part of movements, connecting with others that share similar philosophies or ideologies in order to pursue goals and objectives. That might be the energy within the Full Moon in Aquarius but perhaps it's something different.
Maybe it's an energy that helps us find our place in the "wholeness of the universe", only a very small part of which would be other humans. It feels to me like this moon might be challenging us to look beyond the people we see around us and connect on a much bigger, wider, further scope. Hmm...
I was thinking about the Full Moon energy yesterday, and considering how I felt about that and what I might write when I had an encounter with a Lynx. There aren't really supposed to be Lynx in my part of the world but I guess the Lynx I saw yesterday didn't get the memo. There is something very distinctive about that tuff of hair on their ears and believe me, I saw this guy up close and personal.
I was driving along somewhere in the middle of what felt like "no where", hadn't seen another car for miles, when this guy ran out of the ditch, faster than anything I've seen before and collided with the side of my car. It was a strange encounter. No breaking, no swerving, no "holy ___", just "thump". He really did run into me instead of the other way around. He lay there on the side of the road for while a crowd really gathered. All of a sudden I wasn't in the middle of "no where". There were tons of vehicleses, a bit of a traffic jam, people were pulling over all over the place and gathering. Hmm....
The Lynx was definitely breathing, no blood or obvious injury- but he wasn't moving and geez I felt that thump. There was a lot of talk as we all observed from a very respectful distance, at what was obviously a beautiful, incredible Lynx. There was talk of euthanasia, of could he possibly be okay?, of how beautiful he was, of farmers in the area that could be summoned with guns and therefore, finally, my call to 911 for Natural Resources personnel. There was convincing to be done there but I got patched through. While suggesting we might need someone to help this guy out, the Lynx bolted back into the woods. There was no slow, maybe I can get up movement, there were no sounds, no limping, so slow adjustment. One minute he was there and the next he was not. Reports from Natural Resources are they can't find him anywhere. They think he must be okay because they have searched extensively and can't find a thing. That actually feels right to me; much to my relief. There may in fact be some disbelief as to him ever being there in the first place except the "collective" of us that gathered on the road all saw him and stood in awe of him.
So... I can't ignore that thump on the head. I looked up Lynx in Steven Farmer's Animal Spirit Guides. There are lots of interpretations when a Lynx shows up, but the one that really feels right to me is:
The issue, at least for me, is to accept and listen to that intuition so that I can act on it when I'm supposed to, not think about how interesting that was later! Perhaps it's time to realize there is a bigger collective out there that has information to share, and knowledge that should be grounded in the earth. I don't believe it's any longer about being either fearful or amazed by discovering our intuition. Rather, it's time to accept and above all, act on it. It's not the time to wait for the memos to tell us how to respond, or where to be, when. It's time to feel our inner knowing and bring it to our physical being.
So I'm really sorry for that headache you must be feeling today Mr. Lynx. I hope it wasn't only for my benefit. I'm hope there were other intentions there as well. But I have heard the message and I will act.
Message received...
If anything I think there may be increased intensity this year to understand our role in the "whole" of things. Not always an easy task.
I believe when we consider "the collective" or talk about that, we are often thinking of the people we should be a part of. It's concepts like foreign aid, helping out neighbours, being part of movements, connecting with others that share similar philosophies or ideologies in order to pursue goals and objectives. That might be the energy within the Full Moon in Aquarius but perhaps it's something different.
Maybe it's an energy that helps us find our place in the "wholeness of the universe", only a very small part of which would be other humans. It feels to me like this moon might be challenging us to look beyond the people we see around us and connect on a much bigger, wider, further scope. Hmm...
I was thinking about the Full Moon energy yesterday, and considering how I felt about that and what I might write when I had an encounter with a Lynx. There aren't really supposed to be Lynx in my part of the world but I guess the Lynx I saw yesterday didn't get the memo. There is something very distinctive about that tuff of hair on their ears and believe me, I saw this guy up close and personal.
I was driving along somewhere in the middle of what felt like "no where", hadn't seen another car for miles, when this guy ran out of the ditch, faster than anything I've seen before and collided with the side of my car. It was a strange encounter. No breaking, no swerving, no "holy ___", just "thump". He really did run into me instead of the other way around. He lay there on the side of the road for while a crowd really gathered. All of a sudden I wasn't in the middle of "no where". There were tons of vehicleses, a bit of a traffic jam, people were pulling over all over the place and gathering. Hmm....
The Lynx was definitely breathing, no blood or obvious injury- but he wasn't moving and geez I felt that thump. There was a lot of talk as we all observed from a very respectful distance, at what was obviously a beautiful, incredible Lynx. There was talk of euthanasia, of could he possibly be okay?, of how beautiful he was, of farmers in the area that could be summoned with guns and therefore, finally, my call to 911 for Natural Resources personnel. There was convincing to be done there but I got patched through. While suggesting we might need someone to help this guy out, the Lynx bolted back into the woods. There was no slow, maybe I can get up movement, there were no sounds, no limping, so slow adjustment. One minute he was there and the next he was not. Reports from Natural Resources are they can't find him anywhere. They think he must be okay because they have searched extensively and can't find a thing. That actually feels right to me; much to my relief. There may in fact be some disbelief as to him ever being there in the first place except the "collective" of us that gathered on the road all saw him and stood in awe of him.
So... I can't ignore that thump on the head. I looked up Lynx in Steven Farmer's Animal Spirit Guides. There are lots of interpretations when a Lynx shows up, but the one that really feels right to me is:
"Your clairvoyance and clairaudience are particularly acute at this time, so pay attention to what you see and hear that's beyond the immediate realm of your usual senses."I had a thought about this just before it happened. I had a weird feeling when I went on that drive. I have had lots of feelings and "coincidental" occurrences lately, that in hindsight, I had a glimpse of ahead of time. In the days previous to this there had been a lot of messages that I didn't quite act on. Lack of trust I guess. I don't think I'm alone in this. This is the kind of thing that is expanding in our universe.
The issue, at least for me, is to accept and listen to that intuition so that I can act on it when I'm supposed to, not think about how interesting that was later! Perhaps it's time to realize there is a bigger collective out there that has information to share, and knowledge that should be grounded in the earth. I don't believe it's any longer about being either fearful or amazed by discovering our intuition. Rather, it's time to accept and above all, act on it. It's not the time to wait for the memos to tell us how to respond, or where to be, when. It's time to feel our inner knowing and bring it to our physical being.
So I'm really sorry for that headache you must be feeling today Mr. Lynx. I hope it wasn't only for my benefit. I'm hope there were other intentions there as well. But I have heard the message and I will act.
Message received...
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Duck Energy and Mother Love
I'm not really sure what the heck was going on yesterday. In my part of the world it was hot- really hot- that might have been part of it. We entered a Waxing Moon in Libra. When the Moon is in Libra the energy is focused towards avoiding conflict and heightening that sense of fairness, so maybe that was it. http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2013/03/full-moon-in-libra-balance-in-chaos.html It was a Monday.... Hmmm...
Whatever the cause, by noon my mind was spinning in a thousand different directions at once. I guess it was that "monkey mind" http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2011/05/monkey-mind-animal-signs.html kind of chatter that is so intense it can quickly become overwhelming. I was already focusing (and I use that term loosely!) on about six different and significant projects and really couldn't harness myself to pick something and stick to it, yet I couldn't get my mind to settle on one. People were coming at me from multiple directions too. No one was demanding. They were all great things and good conversation, lots of it was positive or "big shifting" at least, but just intense I guess. So, while all this rattled around in my head to the point of explosion, I decided I really needed to focus on just getting the frozen groceries home in 34 degree Celsius weather. Sometimes it is the most obvious issue that first needs attention!!!
So I was finally concentrating on a task and very focused on taking the most direct and fastest route home, particularly because, putting on the air conditioning in my car makes the engine light go on and I was positive my brain could not receive any more stimulus of that nature!
That's when I had to come to a somewhat screeching halt to allow a mother duck and her babies to cross the highway! Now, we do have these "warning duck crossing" signs in my part of the world like todays' picture. I realize they may seem pretty unusual if you live in a "non-protective duck zone", but they are common around here. They aren't erected on major highways though. There was no sign in place anywhere near this particular spot.
Perhaps it was because she knew she really wasn't in a cross walk, that the mother duck was honking the entire time she crossed. She had way more babies behind her than the three in the picture- I'd say close to ten. They were totally in line, completely bunched up into a tight single file formation and no one was straggling. This was serious business. They weren't looking around enjoying the scenery. They weren't thumbing their wings at the cars that had to stop "because Mom said so". They were totally 100 percent focused on Mom. She was large and in charge. She didn't seem anxious. She just seemed in control; fully capable of honking herself and her children across the highway ensuring all danger stopped to allow her success. It worked. They all got across in rapid time and as soon as the last one was off the pavement, the honking stopped.
So that got me thinking! I've written about Duck energy before http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2012/02/animal-signs-duck.html . The presence of Duck energy according to Steven Farmer signifies,
My wondering mind got thinking about that Mother Duck. It was her presence that really stood out in the duck experience to me. It wasn't about a gaggle of ducks. It was about a Mother Duck leading her children to safety and a new experience.
I was recently at a high -level, professional, conference. We were in a room packed to capacity and then some. The chairs were arranged in a circle. The topic was about leadership. In particular, it was about women in positions of leadership and the role of feminine energy in a shifting world. The facilitator started the session with ,what to me, was a powerful but unusual exercise. We went around the circle, said our first name followed by the full maiden name of our mothers'. It was powerful. The experience has stayed with me. Some people stumbled over maiden versus married last names. Some people said, "my mothers name is", others said "my mothers name was" and there was power in that alone. Some people cried. Some people laughed. Everyone seemed reflective. By the time we got to the end of the circle it felt like the energy in the room had doubled. There was a lot of spirit there for the rest of the session.
There is confident power in maternal love wherever the source of it. Mothers are a force of nature. They can stop cars, soothe tears, create and absolve angst. Maybe that's why we refer to "Mother Nature" as a force of it's own. In many ways, it's the true origin of power. Hmm...
So on the way home with my "not -so- very frozen food", I made a vow to myself to say my mothers name out loud, every day. I did it in the car and realized by doing that I had actually settled my monkey mind. It was almost like a cool cloth on a feverish brow; that type of "mother thing".
But as I wrote before, Steven Farmer also suggests you
I went for a swim. I needed that. I soaked my head and soothed my brain and heard my mother clapping from the lifeguard chair.
Here's too Mother Duck energy in this world and beyond!
Whatever the cause, by noon my mind was spinning in a thousand different directions at once. I guess it was that "monkey mind" http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2011/05/monkey-mind-animal-signs.html kind of chatter that is so intense it can quickly become overwhelming. I was already focusing (and I use that term loosely!) on about six different and significant projects and really couldn't harness myself to pick something and stick to it, yet I couldn't get my mind to settle on one. People were coming at me from multiple directions too. No one was demanding. They were all great things and good conversation, lots of it was positive or "big shifting" at least, but just intense I guess. So, while all this rattled around in my head to the point of explosion, I decided I really needed to focus on just getting the frozen groceries home in 34 degree Celsius weather. Sometimes it is the most obvious issue that first needs attention!!!
So I was finally concentrating on a task and very focused on taking the most direct and fastest route home, particularly because, putting on the air conditioning in my car makes the engine light go on and I was positive my brain could not receive any more stimulus of that nature!
That's when I had to come to a somewhat screeching halt to allow a mother duck and her babies to cross the highway! Now, we do have these "warning duck crossing" signs in my part of the world like todays' picture. I realize they may seem pretty unusual if you live in a "non-protective duck zone", but they are common around here. They aren't erected on major highways though. There was no sign in place anywhere near this particular spot.
Perhaps it was because she knew she really wasn't in a cross walk, that the mother duck was honking the entire time she crossed. She had way more babies behind her than the three in the picture- I'd say close to ten. They were totally in line, completely bunched up into a tight single file formation and no one was straggling. This was serious business. They weren't looking around enjoying the scenery. They weren't thumbing their wings at the cars that had to stop "because Mom said so". They were totally 100 percent focused on Mom. She was large and in charge. She didn't seem anxious. She just seemed in control; fully capable of honking herself and her children across the highway ensuring all danger stopped to allow her success. It worked. They all got across in rapid time and as soon as the last one was off the pavement, the honking stopped.
So that got me thinking! I've written about Duck energy before http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2012/02/animal-signs-duck.html . The presence of Duck energy according to Steven Farmer signifies,
" the time of turmoil has passed, so now you can release any pent-up emotions that have been suppressed... Do whatever is necessary to find emotional comfort rather than trying to deny your need for this"Hmm....
My wondering mind got thinking about that Mother Duck. It was her presence that really stood out in the duck experience to me. It wasn't about a gaggle of ducks. It was about a Mother Duck leading her children to safety and a new experience.
I was recently at a high -level, professional, conference. We were in a room packed to capacity and then some. The chairs were arranged in a circle. The topic was about leadership. In particular, it was about women in positions of leadership and the role of feminine energy in a shifting world. The facilitator started the session with ,what to me, was a powerful but unusual exercise. We went around the circle, said our first name followed by the full maiden name of our mothers'. It was powerful. The experience has stayed with me. Some people stumbled over maiden versus married last names. Some people said, "my mothers name is", others said "my mothers name was" and there was power in that alone. Some people cried. Some people laughed. Everyone seemed reflective. By the time we got to the end of the circle it felt like the energy in the room had doubled. There was a lot of spirit there for the rest of the session.
There is confident power in maternal love wherever the source of it. Mothers are a force of nature. They can stop cars, soothe tears, create and absolve angst. Maybe that's why we refer to "Mother Nature" as a force of it's own. In many ways, it's the true origin of power. Hmm...
So on the way home with my "not -so- very frozen food", I made a vow to myself to say my mothers name out loud, every day. I did it in the car and realized by doing that I had actually settled my monkey mind. It was almost like a cool cloth on a feverish brow; that type of "mother thing".
But as I wrote before, Steven Farmer also suggests you
"call on Duck energy when you realize you have been taking yourself way too seriously and you need to lighten up. "So.. I put the groceries away, but I didn't respond to the emails and notifications. I didn't follow-up on the meeting tasks. I didn't put an action plan in place to sort through all the things I needed to do all at once.
I went for a swim. I needed that. I soaked my head and soothed my brain and heard my mother clapping from the lifeguard chair.
Here's too Mother Duck energy in this world and beyond!
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
New Moon Crab Energy
According to my We'Moon 2012 book, yesterday marked a New Moon in Cancer phase. The New Moon cycle is a time of beginning. It's the energy to start new projects, make decisions and resolutions. It's a time of action. Having released old "stuff" during the waning moon, the energy is now available to us to really focus on bringing into our lives what we want to be surrounded with. I started this blog posting yesterday. I was going to write that it felt like there was a great flood of emotions. As I tried to write that, my Internet decided to have "issues". That brought on a whole other "flood of emotions". My "connection" is still not quite "secure" but I'm going to try again....
Cancer is a water sign. So when the New Moon is in Cancer, that positive "go get it" energy is centered around tides of emotions. We'Moon suggests we can choose to feel overwhelmed with our oceans of emotions, or we can use this time to reconnect with our true feelings and use water to heal, to hydrate, and irrigate our plans. Hmm...
In Western Astrology, Cancer is represented by the sign of the Crab. In my part of the world this creature is perhaps underestimated. He is overshadowed by the lobster for sure. Crabs are very durable creatures though. They live in all kinds of different watery environments and can be found in both fresh and salty water. Perhaps that's why the emotions of a New Moon in Cancer can be both sweet and salty, soothing and painful, but above all- a release. It is only when we release our emotions that we can truly move on with that new project, that new focus, that new way of being.
Today's, or yesterday's picture (depending on your perspective) is of a blue crab. Most crabs are green when alive so the blue crab is a bit unusual although not unheard of. I picked the blue crab because blue resonates with the throat chakra. I think that's important. It isn't just about feeling our emotions as they come from the heart (the green color of most crabs), the blue crab suggests we need to put a voice to those emotions. Not always easy to do, but most important for the release factor.
In Animal Spirit Guides, Steven Farmer writes,
I truly feel it's time to release these words for whatever they are worth and before I experience any more frustration with my computer. That means with typos, weird characters and strange phrases if that's what it takes. It's just "one of those days" that is better felt than thought and that's the only way I know to express it!
Enjoy the tides of emotion and accept the release!
Cancer is a water sign. So when the New Moon is in Cancer, that positive "go get it" energy is centered around tides of emotions. We'Moon suggests we can choose to feel overwhelmed with our oceans of emotions, or we can use this time to reconnect with our true feelings and use water to heal, to hydrate, and irrigate our plans. Hmm...
In Western Astrology, Cancer is represented by the sign of the Crab. In my part of the world this creature is perhaps underestimated. He is overshadowed by the lobster for sure. Crabs are very durable creatures though. They live in all kinds of different watery environments and can be found in both fresh and salty water. Perhaps that's why the emotions of a New Moon in Cancer can be both sweet and salty, soothing and painful, but above all- a release. It is only when we release our emotions that we can truly move on with that new project, that new focus, that new way of being.
Today's, or yesterday's picture (depending on your perspective) is of a blue crab. Most crabs are green when alive so the blue crab is a bit unusual although not unheard of. I picked the blue crab because blue resonates with the throat chakra. I think that's important. It isn't just about feeling our emotions as they come from the heart (the green color of most crabs), the blue crab suggests we need to put a voice to those emotions. Not always easy to do, but most important for the release factor.
In Animal Spirit Guides, Steven Farmer writes,
"If a crab shows up, it means you're about to experience an unexpected shift in your sourroundings or in your personal life that will be beneficial for you soul's path."So maybe if we are going to experience that shift we need to really consider how we feel about that. Hmm.. Farmer also writes that the appearance of Crab is a signal that you might be too focused on what's directly in front of you and you could gain insight by considering the information in your wider range of vision. It's a time to consider promptings from your subconscious, dreams, visions, flashes of insight, and inutition. Those things that you feel rather than think. That sounds similar to adopting the "Daisy Perspective" http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2013/07/the-daisy-perspective.html In the flow of things from a Wanning Moon to a New Moon, it would seem we are being challenged to let go of old ways of thinking and embrace new ways of feeling. Now that we're in the New Moon phase, it may be time to put those feelings to words and actions. Speak your truth, release the emotions, and embrace the newness that comes with that.
I truly feel it's time to release these words for whatever they are worth and before I experience any more frustration with my computer. That means with typos, weird characters and strange phrases if that's what it takes. It's just "one of those days" that is better felt than thought and that's the only way I know to express it!
Enjoy the tides of emotion and accept the release!
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
The Daisy Perspective
The poet Gil Scott-Heron said,
I was feeling deep changes in myself the other day. I was feeling good and looking at nature all around. It was pretty hard not to notice the rain, the rain, and the rain. All the rain had really trashed the peonies and their petals were all over the ground as were wild rose petals. It seemed like they were destroyed before they really had a chance to thrive. I was lamenting their destruction when I realized I was totally surrounded by daisies. They are everywhere this year. I really have idea how they got there, I don't remember them being around last year. Unlike the peonies I didn't intentionally plant them. At least not where they are growing- which is everywhere! Hmm...
Sabina Pettitt writes about the Daisy in "Energy Medicine Healing from the Kingdoms of Nature". Pettitt writes that the Ox-Eye Daisy is a remedy for vision that helps us tune into a larger perspective. Pettitt writes that when we are able to access the big picture we can put things together in a new way. Sounds like transformation to me.
The Daisy has a golden centre. The daisies all around me often have little insects resting in this centre. Pettitt writes that this yellow centre symbolizes a safe place to view all of life. The white petals that extend out from that inner being provide a connection to all of life and beyond.
Pettitt suggest you use the Daisy remedy when you are over-focused; when you aren't able to see the forest for the trees. www.PacificEssences.com
I'm certainly familiar with the concept of focus! But usually I'm looking to find focus, and would consider myself under focused, or to be grammatically correct, unfocused; not over-focused as the Daisy suggests. I've written lots about the Bach Flower essence Hornbeam, http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2012/04/indecision-uncertainty.html as a remedy to help provide focus and enhance concentration. But wait a minute- this is about transformation, changing patterns and feelings and finding balance. So it only stands to reason that if one can suffer from inattention and lack of focus, it's just as easy to stray to the opposite side and become over focused and intense. Hmm...
I guess it's easy to get really focused in on what is not right in our world. We are creatures that like to "do" and "fix" so perhaps we are drawn to closely observe what we think we can/should/would, change. There can be a tunnel vision in that type of behavior that prevents truly seeing the visionary aspects of change- the power of transformation. We can be so focused on creating change that we miss the whole transformation piece. Perhaps we need to stop thinking so hard and feel the vision.
I was so intent on the peonies that I had intentionally planted, and the wild rose that I believed I was nurturing, that I missed the incredible spontaneous beauty of daisies all around me. I was so focused on creating nature that I missed feeling the natural landscape. It really wasn't quite in my vision.
I realized that I can feel my own yellow center of safety, power, and certainty. When I really tune in to that and feel that, I can enable my vision to expand outside of my usual narrow focus. I can see the forest of daisies that surround my peonies. Feels like a place of expansion in an evolving world.
Let the transformation unfold.
"The first revolution is when you change your mind about how you look at things. The revolution-that change that takes place- will not be televised".I'd like to take that quote a bit deeper. I believe that "The first sparks of evolution occur when you change your feelings. That transformation will not be televised". We are taught that in order to effect true change, people first have to change their cognition; their mind as Scott-Heron refers to. That change in mindset is said to provoke changes in emotions, which then lead to changes in behavior or action. I don't believe that anymore. I believe the very first step comes with a change in feelings. Once your feelings have changed, you can probably even skip the whole "mind step" and go right to a change in behavior- both yours and in those around you. That feels like evolution and transformation to me. Bring it on!
I was feeling deep changes in myself the other day. I was feeling good and looking at nature all around. It was pretty hard not to notice the rain, the rain, and the rain. All the rain had really trashed the peonies and their petals were all over the ground as were wild rose petals. It seemed like they were destroyed before they really had a chance to thrive. I was lamenting their destruction when I realized I was totally surrounded by daisies. They are everywhere this year. I really have idea how they got there, I don't remember them being around last year. Unlike the peonies I didn't intentionally plant them. At least not where they are growing- which is everywhere! Hmm...
Sabina Pettitt writes about the Daisy in "Energy Medicine Healing from the Kingdoms of Nature". Pettitt writes that the Ox-Eye Daisy is a remedy for vision that helps us tune into a larger perspective. Pettitt writes that when we are able to access the big picture we can put things together in a new way. Sounds like transformation to me.
The Daisy has a golden centre. The daisies all around me often have little insects resting in this centre. Pettitt writes that this yellow centre symbolizes a safe place to view all of life. The white petals that extend out from that inner being provide a connection to all of life and beyond.
Pettitt suggest you use the Daisy remedy when you are over-focused; when you aren't able to see the forest for the trees. www.PacificEssences.com
I'm certainly familiar with the concept of focus! But usually I'm looking to find focus, and would consider myself under focused, or to be grammatically correct, unfocused; not over-focused as the Daisy suggests. I've written lots about the Bach Flower essence Hornbeam, http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2012/04/indecision-uncertainty.html as a remedy to help provide focus and enhance concentration. But wait a minute- this is about transformation, changing patterns and feelings and finding balance. So it only stands to reason that if one can suffer from inattention and lack of focus, it's just as easy to stray to the opposite side and become over focused and intense. Hmm...
I guess it's easy to get really focused in on what is not right in our world. We are creatures that like to "do" and "fix" so perhaps we are drawn to closely observe what we think we can/should/would, change. There can be a tunnel vision in that type of behavior that prevents truly seeing the visionary aspects of change- the power of transformation. We can be so focused on creating change that we miss the whole transformation piece. Perhaps we need to stop thinking so hard and feel the vision.
I was so intent on the peonies that I had intentionally planted, and the wild rose that I believed I was nurturing, that I missed the incredible spontaneous beauty of daisies all around me. I was so focused on creating nature that I missed feeling the natural landscape. It really wasn't quite in my vision.
I realized that I can feel my own yellow center of safety, power, and certainty. When I really tune in to that and feel that, I can enable my vision to expand outside of my usual narrow focus. I can see the forest of daisies that surround my peonies. Feels like a place of expansion in an evolving world.
Let the transformation unfold.
Monday, July 1, 2013
Feelings not Facts
It's been a long time since I posted anything. That's not to say that I haven't had a lot of inspiration for writing, quite the contrary. Every day seems to bring some major changing event somewhere in the world, and many seem pretty close to home. We have been seeing 100 year storms as a pretty regular occurrence and shocking in their impact. It seems like everyone has a personal story of chaos or loss as well. I'm torn between being glued to the news and wanting to listen to everyone's story, and really wanting to close myself off keeping a protective bubble around myself and family to prevent the penetration of the angst. The Violet Flame http://pixiedusthealing.blogspot.ca/2010/09/violet-flame.html remains a constant in all the chaos and actually does provide that "bubble effect" when required.
I've told myself and others that I'm not writing because "there are no words". In fact, I almost wrote a post about that- but that seemed a bit to ironic even for me! My defence of that phrase is that it seems as though words are less and less capable of expressing the things I am feeling and the things I want to share. Hmm....
One of the events that almost made a post but didn't, was a pretty amazing conference I went to. I was rather beamed into the middle of it and was quite amazed by the power and enlightenment in the room. I was astounded by what people had done, were doing, and how they were changing the world in incredible ways, and by leaps and bounds. I heard Nina Simons speak. She's the author of Moonrise: The Power of Women Leading from the Heart. Nina Simons mentioned that something that had changed her life was watching the documentary The Burning Times by Donna Read. www.nfb.ca/film/burning_times/ It's a film about the Witch Hunts. In parts it can be a little difficult to watch but it's worth if for the clear and important messages that can be found within.
Prior to the Witch Hunts, women were seen as the village physicians for the most part. They were the ones dispensing medicines, treating the ill, delivering babies, and offering advice. As part of the "religious take-over" it suddenly became illegal to provide healing if you weren't trained. That pretty much took women out of the picture because they weren't allowed to attend University. So men became physicians and healers trained and validated from institutional science and the old cures and methods went underground at best and more often were totally lost. If women did still heal, they did so under the very real fear of torture and death.
So, if one believes in past lives, ancestral links, coded DNA, or all of the above, you might find a message in that film. For me, as I watched that film, I realized those trials and times are to some degree still imprinted within me. A piece of fear still resides with sharing things of an intuitive nature that cannot be explained through science, formal study and test trials. I am still living under the code that to practice you must have studied. I still believe in the parchment paper to prove my validity and allow me the opportunity to share. I have shifted a bit in that I accept training and parchments from alternative places but I'm still blocked a bit from my own knowing. Hmm....
As I shift through those thoughts and find the feelings behind it, I am lost for words. In my opinion, the reason this happens is because my words are tied to the left side of my head, that place of reason, science and education. That place of "validity". The challenge for me in the shift is to find words that are able to describe more adequately what I feel; words that tap into the right side of my head and express the knowing I have there that isn't validated by others. I believe we are meant to share our feelings as much as we are our thoughts. Perhaps that's the shift that is going on right now. When so much of the world is experiencing angst we are being asked to tap into the feeling of that to help release the pain bringing a new balance of being. I'll admit I have no idea how that's done, but I feel and intuit it can be done and perhaps from that place of feeling I'll also find some words.
If I look to nature for help with that I go no further than my backyard. Today's picture is of Mr. Magnificent. He's affectionaly known as Cutie around here, but he really only tolerates that name as a sign of endearment and he is much more responsive to Mister. Today is his adoptive birthday. Fourteen years ago we brought him home in the back of a hatchback in an expensive rescue effort. He's worth every penny he cost us then and since. Mr. Magnificent is a complete example of living from feelings not facts. In reality he is a miniature horse. He only stands 38 inches tall. He doesn't feel that. In his mind he is a draft horse and he "packs a punch". He shows no fear except what is required for healthy survival and he is totally confident that he can figure that out. In every herd he has ever been in he has retained his sense of self. He has never been bullied, nor has he been a bully. He once traveled across the country with million dollar, credentialed, registered, race horses. He got on and off the trailer as the leader. He stands his ground no matter how big the other horse, person, or object is. He is completely confident in what he feels and he feels capable of being who he is. No faking, no guff, no credentials required. He leads because he doesn't care if anyone else follows him. He does talk a lot. I guess he has found a way to put his feelings into words.
No fear, just feel. Happy Birthday Mister.
I've told myself and others that I'm not writing because "there are no words". In fact, I almost wrote a post about that- but that seemed a bit to ironic even for me! My defence of that phrase is that it seems as though words are less and less capable of expressing the things I am feeling and the things I want to share. Hmm....
One of the events that almost made a post but didn't, was a pretty amazing conference I went to. I was rather beamed into the middle of it and was quite amazed by the power and enlightenment in the room. I was astounded by what people had done, were doing, and how they were changing the world in incredible ways, and by leaps and bounds. I heard Nina Simons speak. She's the author of Moonrise: The Power of Women Leading from the Heart. Nina Simons mentioned that something that had changed her life was watching the documentary The Burning Times by Donna Read. www.nfb.ca/film/burning_times/ It's a film about the Witch Hunts. In parts it can be a little difficult to watch but it's worth if for the clear and important messages that can be found within.
Prior to the Witch Hunts, women were seen as the village physicians for the most part. They were the ones dispensing medicines, treating the ill, delivering babies, and offering advice. As part of the "religious take-over" it suddenly became illegal to provide healing if you weren't trained. That pretty much took women out of the picture because they weren't allowed to attend University. So men became physicians and healers trained and validated from institutional science and the old cures and methods went underground at best and more often were totally lost. If women did still heal, they did so under the very real fear of torture and death.
So, if one believes in past lives, ancestral links, coded DNA, or all of the above, you might find a message in that film. For me, as I watched that film, I realized those trials and times are to some degree still imprinted within me. A piece of fear still resides with sharing things of an intuitive nature that cannot be explained through science, formal study and test trials. I am still living under the code that to practice you must have studied. I still believe in the parchment paper to prove my validity and allow me the opportunity to share. I have shifted a bit in that I accept training and parchments from alternative places but I'm still blocked a bit from my own knowing. Hmm....
As I shift through those thoughts and find the feelings behind it, I am lost for words. In my opinion, the reason this happens is because my words are tied to the left side of my head, that place of reason, science and education. That place of "validity". The challenge for me in the shift is to find words that are able to describe more adequately what I feel; words that tap into the right side of my head and express the knowing I have there that isn't validated by others. I believe we are meant to share our feelings as much as we are our thoughts. Perhaps that's the shift that is going on right now. When so much of the world is experiencing angst we are being asked to tap into the feeling of that to help release the pain bringing a new balance of being. I'll admit I have no idea how that's done, but I feel and intuit it can be done and perhaps from that place of feeling I'll also find some words.
If I look to nature for help with that I go no further than my backyard. Today's picture is of Mr. Magnificent. He's affectionaly known as Cutie around here, but he really only tolerates that name as a sign of endearment and he is much more responsive to Mister. Today is his adoptive birthday. Fourteen years ago we brought him home in the back of a hatchback in an expensive rescue effort. He's worth every penny he cost us then and since. Mr. Magnificent is a complete example of living from feelings not facts. In reality he is a miniature horse. He only stands 38 inches tall. He doesn't feel that. In his mind he is a draft horse and he "packs a punch". He shows no fear except what is required for healthy survival and he is totally confident that he can figure that out. In every herd he has ever been in he has retained his sense of self. He has never been bullied, nor has he been a bully. He once traveled across the country with million dollar, credentialed, registered, race horses. He got on and off the trailer as the leader. He stands his ground no matter how big the other horse, person, or object is. He is completely confident in what he feels and he feels capable of being who he is. No faking, no guff, no credentials required. He leads because he doesn't care if anyone else follows him. He does talk a lot. I guess he has found a way to put his feelings into words.
No fear, just feel. Happy Birthday Mister.
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