This Says It All...

... the geometry of death and life...

on the left - the pyramid - how we, in our arrogance and ignorance, have deluded ourselves into thinking the world is ordered (almost killing the planet in the process)...

and on the right - the circle - how it really is ...

If we want a future for ourselves, our children and the other surviving life forms with whom we share this time, space and place, we're going to have to re-frame our understanding, our choices and our actions...

It's time for:

Triple P Bottom Line Accounting

Planet

People

Prosperity

Just Say No!...

My grown kids worry about my homeless/moneyless situation;

They want to know why I just can't/won't play THE GAME...

Because THE GAME is toxic and kills...

My soul demands that I refuse to collaborate and enable THE GAME, and to do what I can to interrupt, if not end, it;

I bear witness to, and call out, its sociopathic cruelty - NOT IN MY NAME - and I pay a material price for that...

And the price we all pay for playing THE GAME is much higher than the loss of physical comfort and "security"...

In this case, just saying "NO", abstaining, is really the only strategy we have that will work in ending the madness...

 

Post Script:

I've had a lot of response to this post, particularly from older women who are in the same situation, walking the same revolutionary path;

We've turned our backs on security to push for change;

Our souls want/need to help heal the world, for all the other beings on the planet, and for our children and grandchildren... 

“The world will be saved by the Western woman.”

~Dalai Lama

Vancouver Peace Summit, 2009

Darning Socks & Other Life-changing Activities...

I'm learning to live my way into the answers to the big questions in my life... to be patient with that and allow that process to take as long as it takes (without self criticism and self blame), and to follow whatever path it needs to unfold...

And that's not always a very comfortable place to be...

Some moments are filled with complete joy and excitement, as I remember who I am and why I'm here...

And others are 'gut-wrenching, cringe-making, hide-in-the-bed, pull-the-covers-over-my-head, make-the-world-go-away, I-don't-want-to-know-about-it' hells...

And I can yo-yo between these two states several times a day... 

And no, it's not a psychological pathology - it's what stepping into self-actualisation, owning my own life and my power, feels like...

I finally feel like I've earned my two sacred medicine names - that I'm embodying them, living them...

And my guidance/intuition is stronger than it's been for the past seven years, which shows me that I've understood and integrated much of this journey here in the US and am ready for something new...

Understandings are coming in fast and furious, usually in the form of mental pictures which are an analogy of what's happening in 3D...

This morning, waking from a dream (where I was fighting a nasty husband and wife and their obnoxious children!), I was given a series of pictures...

A child's new birth blanket, carried through early life, becoming tattered, torn, dirty...

My son's much loved 8-year-old teddy bear...

Spending time repairing it... sewing and filling in the holes, trimming the frayed ends, mending, washing, restoring as much as possible... not trying to make it new again, but returning it to wholeness...

And then I was shown me as a young girl, learning to darn socks (which my mother taught me as part of her own philosophy of 'waste not, want not,' and was a requirement to earn a "Brownie"  badge!)...

The right size needle, the right weight and colour of wool, taking time and care to weave in new yarn to fill the holes; fine, focused, patient work so that you didn't create rough ridges and edges that would rub on sensitive skin...

And that's what we all do with our lives, as we grow towards wholeness...

Recall, recapture, repair, re-weave, re-fashion into something that's not new, but complete again, and still has as its foundation, at its core, the original Divine, perfect creation that was you when you came into this world...

Dreams For 2011...

Late/early to bed on New Year's morning, with a couple of glasses of good red wine going through the system while enjoying pleasant times with friends...

Led to colourful dreams...

Dreams of losing my daughters - or younger versions of them - in the middle of the international district of a city that was an amalgam of Brisbane, Seattle and Singapore...

Being confused and feeling paralysed because I would have to leave my youngest son to go and find them, something I could not do... people wearing orange (second chakra, creativity, unconditional love) helping look for them...

Dreams of having my youngest son's father suddenly discovering contrition, a conscience and a generous heart of gold, there with his cheque book open as I try to give our child the best start in life possible...

Dreams of my first husband arriving at the door, wanting to put right two wrongs he committed a long time ago, one against his second daughter, and the other against me which has contributed to my less than easy financial status now...

Dreams of being in a canoe with my youngest, rowing/gliding past other boats filled with tense people paddling quite urgently in the other direction...

What do the dreams tell me about what I want and need, deep down?

I want to be near all my children as they settle and perhaps have families of their own... I miss them a lot and I don't want to be separated from them for much longer.   

Taking this journey with my youngest son and his father has taken me away from them... More than that, my own journey to self-actualisation has taken me away from them - something I had to do but which has hurt and confused them in many ways...

I have a need for some kind of natural justice to prevail - for wrongs to be put right and for reconciliation to take place... and I haven't given up hope for that, despite plenty of evidence that it's not likely to happen...

I need to honour and use my own creativity to get myself out of what I sometimes feel is a deep hole that I've dug for myself; there are people there to help if I will just accept that help and my learning in this is about giving and receiving unconditional love to/from myself and others...

And finally, to keep going down my own path, even when everyone is apparently rowing the other way.   It doesn't matter what other people are doing, or what they think about my choices - my soul and my intuition know where we have to go and what's right for us... We need to  continue to lead our own life, going in our own direction on our own time-line...

So what am I really dreaming of, wishing for, in 2011?

• Peace and health of body, mind, heart and spirit
• Love, laughter and joy 
• Sanity in the world
• Strength to stay true to myself
• Personal integrity in those areas where I'm currently not walking my talk
• The resources, personal and material, to parent my son well
• To give what I can of my gifts, time, energy and love to the outside world
• To live in sanctuary near my other children

And as I have written, so it is... 

Blessings Be...