Expansion

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You are more than who you see.

The world around you

Is but a small piece of a whole.

Can you expand your perception

Above and beyond

The physical world?

Dear One, in order to move forward with the new way of being that is coming, you are being asked to expand your way of seeing. It is no longer enough to see what is directly in front of you in the physical. For there is so much more that is not apparent to the physical eye.

What will help you is to become more accustomed to seeing through your heart. For this is where your connection with all of creation lies. The entirety of being was created in love. And it is best seen through the lens of love, not fear.

Fear sets up a cloudy filter that shades everything you see, that you feel, in darkness and suffering. And yet, behind all of that darkness is the brilliance of a loving universe. It is there. It has always been there. But you have not been in the right ‘frame of mind’ to see it in its majesty.  

It is time for you to pull back the curtain and see yourself and the world as you truly are. A creation of love. You may fall back into the habit of self-judgment as you begin this process. But you must remember that all of what you have done and who you have been until this point has prepared you for this moment.

Dear One, you have the power of the Universe behind you. There is a chorus of supporters urging you on, holding you up, and trying to direct you forward in a loving way. For change is difficult and the human tendency is to hold onto what is familiar. Even if it causes pain and suffering.

You are not alone in this transformation. For this will affect your entire world and beyond. Again, we say to you that your physical eyes limit your vision of all of creation. And all are connected so that your personal growth will affect the growth of the collective consciousness.

You have found your voice, use it gently but with strength. You are opening up to see what has been present for longer than you realized.  Take this view with compassion and love. The past has been a means to an end. And the present, the now, is the time for action, for change which will mold what the future will bring.

You are capable of such grace and love. The light which shines within you is beginning to shine out through the wounds of the past. When the outer shell is broken open, your true brilliance will emerge in all of its power and light.

Begin by walking in love. Choose love over fear. Each and every one of you has a role to play during these transformative times. Each and every one of you has the power to make a difference, to lead others forward in compassion and non-judgment.

Begin now, today. Worry not about the past. The moment for change is now. Understand that how you act toward another expands exponentially down the web of connection. You may think that your actions, your words, your thoughts do not matter. Understand that they do, in the most significant way.

Dear One, you have chosen to incarnate at a momentous time of change and transformation for this physical plane. You are here because you are strong and capable of such love. You are at the forefront of this change which will continue beyond your time in the physical plane.

You are held in such gratitude for being on this physical plane at this time. We support you, we believe in you and we hold you in loving embrace. You may think that your life is insignificant. Understand that it is a critical piece of the mosaic of life pulsing with possibilities at this very moment.

Close your eyes and connect with the All through your heart. You may be surprised at what you see, what you feel, what you begin to understand. Oh, Dear One, believe in yourself as we believe in you, in your strength and your capacity for love. Change begins with you. We honor you for who you are and why you are here upon this physical plane at this time.

Judge not, for you do not know how the acts of one person can help to facilitate change. Hold all in gratitude for the lessons provided to you and others. Free yourself from the chains of fear.

Love

Compassion

Gratitude

Strength

All live within the core of your being.

Allow them to expand outward

And free yourself from fear.

Dearest One With All of Thee.

These are Sacred Times

Dear Readers: I came across this post recently and it resonated with me. Helped to put this world in a different perspective. And so, I thought I would share it with you.

Sending much love to you all. Be well and continue to live in the light. You are needed!

Celine

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What if the Virus is the Medicine?

By Jonathan Hadas Edwards & Julia Hartsell

The emerging pandemic is already a watershed of the early 21st century: things won’t ever be the same. Yet for all that the havoc that the virus is wreaking, directly and indirectly, it may also be part of the bitter medicine the global body needs.

How could adding another crisis to an already crisis-ridden planet possibly be medicinal?

Before we explore that question, we want to be clear: our intent is not to downplay the severity or minimize the importance of lives lost to this disease. Behind the mortality figures lie very real pain and grief, and these numbers, often discussed so casually, are personal, representing the potential loss of our parents, elders, teachers, dance companions, grandmothers or immune-compromised friends. Already, our hearts are breaking for the physical distance with our aging parents until we know if we’re infected. There’s not only a risk of losing beloveds in this time, but having to do so from afar. Our hearts are breaking for those who may die or suffer alone, without the touch of their loved ones. We honor death as a sacred passage, but we do not minimize death, suffering or sickness in the slightest. We pray that each one who transitions from this virus (as from the many other deadly diseases, accidents, overdoses, murders, suicides, mass shootings, and on and on) be met with on the other side by unexpected blessing, connection, peace.

Neither are the economic implications to be taken lightly. Many in this country have already seen massive impact, and the recession has only begun. As always, those closest to the edge will be hit hardest. For some, a month sequestered in beauty could be a vacation. Others have a few months before financial panic sets in. And for others living paycheck to paycheck or gig to gig, there is a great immediacy of struggle. The economic ‘side effects’ of this coronavirus could be catastrophic.

And yet.

For many in our world, the pre-coronavirus status quo was already catastrophic. Many are facing an imminent end to their world–indeed, for many species and many peoples, the world has already ended. We are in the midst of a crisis of unprecedented magnitude: the choice for humanity is change or die. No one said change would be easy. (Neither is dying.) And incremental change is not enough. It will take radical change to shift our current, calamitous trajectory away from massive environmental devastation, famine, energy crises, war & refugee crises, increasingly authoritarian regimes and escalating inequalities.

The world we know is dying. What is unsustainable cannot persist, by definition, and we are starting to see this play out.

What hope is there, then? There is the hope that breakdown will become, or coexist with, breakthrough. There is the hope that what is dying is the caterpillar of immature humanity in order that the metamorphosis yields a stunning emergence. That whatever survives this collective initiation process will be truer, more heart-connected, resilient and generative.

We are entering the chrysalis. There’s no instruction manual for what happens next. But we can learn some things from observing nature (thank you Megan Toben for some of this biological info). For one thing, the chrysalis stage is preceded by a feeding frenzy in which the caterpillar massively overconsumes (sound familiar? We’ve been there for decades). Then its tissues melt into a virtually undifferentiated goo. What remain separate are so-called imaginal cells, which link together and become the template from which the goo reorganizes itself into a butterfly. Does the caterpillar overconsume strategically, or out of blind instinct? Does it know what’s coming and trust in the process, or does it feel like it’s dying? We don’t know. It’s natural to resist radical, painful change. But ultimately there’s little choice but to surrender to it. We can practice welcoming the circumstances that force us away from dysfunctional old patterns, be they economic or personal. We have that opportunity now.

Let’s return to a crucial word, initiation. On an individual level, initiations are those processes or rituals by which one reaches a new state of being and corresponding social status: from girl to woman, from layperson to clergy, and so on. Initiations can be deliberate or spontaneous, as in the case of the archetypal shamanic initiation, which comes by way of a healing crisis. To paraphrase Michael Meade, initiations are events that pull us deeper into life than we would otherwise go. They vary widely from culture to culture and individual to individual, but two characteristics they share are intensity and transformation. They bring us face to face with life and with death; they always involve an element of dying or shedding so that the new can be born.

Most all of us have undergone initiations of one sort of another, from the death of a parent to the birth of a child. Many have experienced initiation in the form of a crisis or trial by fire. Those of us who have gone through more deliberate, ritualized forms of initiation can state unequivocally: the process is not fun, comfortable or predictable. You may well feel like you’re going nuts. You may not know who you are anymore. You don’t get to choose which parts of you die, or even to know ahead of time. One of the overriding feelings is of uncertainty: you don’t know where you’re going, only that there’s no going back. And there’s no way of knowing how long the transformation will take. It can help to remember that the initiatory chrysalis phase is a sacred time, set apart from normal life.That it has its own demands and its own logic. That it cannot be rushed, only surrendered to. That it may be painful, but also, ultimately, healing.

Imagine what happens when an entire society finds itself in the midst of a critical initiation. Except you don’t have to imagine: it’s already happening, or starting to. It looks like chaos, a meltdown. We’re in a moment of collective, global-level crisis and uncertainty that has little precedent in living memory. The economic machine–the source of our financial needs and also a system that profits from disease, divorce, crime and tragedy–is faced with a dramatic slow-down. We are all facing the cessation of non-essential activities. There is opportunity here, if we claim it.

This is a sacred time.

However, unlike a traditional rite of passage ceremony, there’s no priest or elder with wisdom born of experience holding the ritual container, tracking everything seen and unseen. Instead, all at once there are millions of personal quests inside one enormous initiatory chrysalis. And yet, look closely: amid the goo, you may start to notice imaginal cells appearing. Pockets of people who are aligned with something they may not fully understand, in receipt of a vision or pieces of one, beaming out their signal to say: let’s try something different.

This is an opportunity to loosen our grip on old and familiar ways. Those ways worked for as long as they did, and they got us here, for better and for worse. They seem unlikely to carry us much further. What if we’re instead being asked to feel our way forward, from the heart, without benefit of certainty–which, when concentrated, quickly becomes toxic? No one has all the answers in this or any other time. Right now the questions may be more valuable.

What if we honor this time with sacred respect?

What if we take the time to listen for the boundaries and limits of our Earth mother?

What is truly important?

How can we receive the bitter medicine of the moment deep into our cells and let it align us with latent possibility?

How can we, with the support of the unseen, serve as midwives to all that is dying here and all that is being born?

With these questions resounding, let us   s l o w d o w n and listen. For echo back from the unseen, for whisperings from the depths of our souls and from the heart of the mystery that–no less so in times of crisis–embraces us all.

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