The theme for the week was crazy. The Divine Madness and inexplicable chaos of Life. For this week there were two writings because things got a little crazy
If you are ready to be a little mad, only then is there any possibility of any contact between you and the infinite.
It has to be so.
When the whole ocean drops into a drop, the drop is going to get crazy.
When the infinite descends into the finite, how can the finite remain sane?
It has to go mad.
The old mystics have always called it
” THE DIVINE MADNESS ”
All meditation is an approach towards divine madness.
Stake all human sanity.
It is better to be mad in a divine way than to be sane in a human way.
I am crazy.
You too will find your strength.
We who must live in this time
cannot imagine how strong you will become--
how strange, how surprising,
yet familiar as yesterday.
We will sense you
like a fragrance from a nearby garden
and watch you move through our days
like a shaft of sunlight in a sickroom.
We will not be herded into churches,
for you are not made by the crowd,
you who meet us in our solitude.
We are cradled close in your hands--
and lavishly flung forth.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Here's the writing and playlist for Sunday's class
We invite all the buried rage up into consciousness, so we can finally meet it. We connect with the furious inner one, hold him in our arms at last, let her exist, and live, and express. Ask him what she needs, deep down....
What vulnerability is the rage trying to bring to our attention? Let us shower this precious little one inside with fascinated attention, and give him a home, a voice.
Anger is not bad, wrong or a sign of our weakness or failure. It is a precious inner one,
longing to be let into our Light. Jeff Foster
For class each week something arises, that shows, leads me to weave a story about how we are connected. This week it was This is America the new release from Childish Gambino his sharing of what he sees, how he feels, the invitation to experience. Through his offering, the world responded with their views, their feelings and their experience.
One of the offerings was an article written by Aida Amoako which focused on the dancing. Amaoko wrote of mirror neurons and kinesthetic empathy and quoted historical and current dance teachers who have been pioneering the exploration of our feeling nature. Her sharing has inspired me further to talk more about embodiment and awareness practice.
When we are young, we learn about the world through our body, our senses. As children we create our embodiment map that then creates the meaning for all our experiences. As adults, we wear our meaning and most of us end our days never exploring our map, our territory. It’s like clothing we don’t even know we can remove, we have come to believe it is our skin. For some, an awakening comes, an infusion of awareness and we become the person pointing to ourselves (and others) seeing for the first time the layers upon layers covering our true self. We can spend years, even a lifetime, taking these layers off in an attempt to feel our original skin.
When we awaken into wholeness, we can see all the layers, every single piece of clothing has been laid out. Not just from our closet but from all the closets. Family closets, culture closets, human closets, planetary closets, so many doors. We are offered an invitation to feel our original skin once again, accepting this invitation is like feeling kinesthetic compassion. The neurons being to be mirrored with everything and through awareness, we can experience life with deep connectedness to everything and everyone.
The map we created leads us to our very own treasure. Our feeling nature comes home and we once again can feel ourselves in our original skin. The skin that is connected to family, culture, nature, humanity and to Awareness itself. We have become Whole.
Connections are made with videos and articles, with the wind, neptune and our mother. Learning to be aware of your map, the closets, your feeling nature and Awareness itself is my offering in service to you. Be well my loves.
Currently teaching in Sedona every Sunday morning. Each week I post my playlists and occasionally on Facebook, post the poem or writing of the day. See Embodiment Labs for more info.
We wear our meaning with authentic expression
Desert dwellers with day-glow hearts
Minds on high see vistas made of intergalactic structures
Opening our breath counting counting
We don’t see where meaning is bought
The currency we spend is born to us
All our days spent
We dig into dirty sewers, cleaning
Making meaning of the mud and waste
This means something
It has to
Why else would we be doing it?
Striving to get there
A. the point
Here are all the obstacles
Jump crash break rise
The coat of many colors
We wear our meaning with our blood and bones
This condition is killing me
There is something left
A last coin wanting to be spent
On yet another meaning making machine.