I found myself in a contentious mood this morning, regarding the "growing pains" of Democracy. I just put myself on time-out: specifically to feel the tension I was holding onto in my fingers, toes, and third eye area. That is the cue to make room for more of what I say I value (peace, love, freedom, and community) into my daily life-dream.
The only way to conquer war is to stand up to it and just say no. I am aware of the value of speaking out against "madness," but only when I am clear about what I am fighting (speaking out) for. That can only be clear if the way I conduct my life is in tune with what I say I treasure most.
Peace Trumps War!
It is apparent that the man in the White House is mentally ill. And, that he has monarchical desires. How do we convince the politicians that "represent" us to stand up to power and "just say no" to the lies that divide us? Time to dream a new dream. Otherwise, you are all fired.
Because the universe is looking at itself through me, there is always an aspect of itself that it cannot see. The me that is doing the seeking is conditioned to assume that knowing requires a discrete knower. It supposes that mind is a derivative of Consciousness; not the other way around.
If I am experiencing noise from the world of catastrophe that leaves me feeling angry and hopeless (fear, hate, resistance, criticism) I sometimes remember that I am contributing to that energy by joining in. Even when there doesn’t feel like I can make much of a change in what is happening around me, I can still make sure that I am sending out the energy that I want to feel. And I can choose how to experience this moment in spite of the chaos that I believe is going on around me. But does the perceived chaos going on around me my chaos? “I am the aperture through which the universe experiences itself. Nothing Personal.” Must I be in chaos? I remind myself that I do not have the wisdom to know what is “good” or “bad” and that good and bad are concepts that come from the illusion of separation. It really helps when someone like Keshav posts something that reminds me of this.
During my last session Keshav pulled out the â€œwelcome home bellsâ€. I was instantly opened into a place of tranquility. I often catch my self saying â€œI just want to stay homeâ€ when I am in these spaces. If I want to openly rest in this freedom I must also continuously commit to relaxing around life. I cannot expect freedom if I am in a relationship with tension. Safety can really be a drag.