Delayed December greetings of lighted Love in a fleeting farewell to 2017! Here’s to the run on To Do’s of the December season of lights, packages, and fa la la’s that are counter to the winter Solstice invitation to go inward, get quiet and still. Here’s to the millions of moments that have manifested magic and mayhem and everything in between this turbulent year. And here’s to focusing on the good … small, tiny strokes of goodness on the landscape of all that has been and continues to unfold.
Pictured below are small, handmade Christmas gifts; given and received. They serve as a reminder and an invitation to simple gifts of the heart. My lovely angel assistant at Spiritual Life Center, Katelynn, not only shows up big every Sunday, this Christmas she came bearing tremendous tiny gifts she made with her own heart infused hands! She had made me a little journal book for my birthday and these amazing little Christmas scene boxes; she made the boxes, painted them, created tiny figures on the lid and provided the’ snow’ for the scene. Precious! Thank you angel Katelynn!Katelynn’s gifts helped me complete a handmade heart gift for my friend and dad caregiver helper; I took 2 small walnuts she had picked up with her helping hands, then painted them gold and made them into earrings for her with my heart flow hands ~ she loved them and felt the flow of angels and ancestors. And so it is with the circle of inspiration!
After more than a decade of Decembers, our fake Christmas tree did not grace our living room this season. Maybe it was the overload of fake news this year but I had let the tree go in a summer cleaning spree vowing this Christmas would provide a tree adventure. At my dad’s ranch, his 100 year old cedar had sprouted some babies that were growing in the cow field. They had to go so we had several little trees. These pictures do not do them justice yet again, the small touches of Jeremiah and I ceremoniously chopping them down for our house and dads + the lighting up of a live branch was actually a happy departure from what had become our tree tradition.Lovely branches, lovely life! I smile with these less than glamourous pictures now … sitting in the quiet of the library with Jeremiah at the same table doing his college application essays due in days/hours. We have left our annual music camp for a few hours to take care of these words … him with life decision deadlines that have been in the hopper for months now, me with staying true to this blog with some account of December’s deLIGHT! Truth is, this season, and this year has gifted us (especially me) many challenges and it is good to get away. We had a bit of a sunny walk on the beach a few days ago before heading into the redwood tree vortex of music camp …
As aforementioned, the winter darkness of December and its calling to stillness is often drowned out by our holiday To Do’s. For my part, the closing of the studio mid-month amid all the rest of my ongoing commitments, left little time for all the shopping et al. Yet I celebrated at Spiritual Life Center, took grammy to see lights, fixed a brunch and a dinner for the elders and the young ones and got it all cleaned up … with some presents in between. Lots of work with little time for rest left me spotlight blessed! With clarity and non-judgement, I deeply understand how my life choices have been affecting me, my dreams, and future. I SEE! I AM FREE!
December Divinity! Free Potentially! Here in lies the holy light message of this month; the tenderheartedness of Christmas and the season of light is indeed a perfect spotlight into our lives year round. How we do one thing is usually how we do all things; through conscious awareness we can reshape our lives … enter New Year’s resolutions! I am embracing them for 18 with a dedicated devotion to discipline ~ putting feet, hands, and plans to the vision I see so clearly now!
I have fairly well mastered overwhelm and over commitment … so enough already! I am enough and can stop trying to prove otherwise! The tears of this season and this turbulent year are bringing the clarity needed for the puzzle pieces to reshape the steps needed on my soul’s journey …
Divinity & Humanity!
Our collective journey is much the same … the atrocities and cries for justice this ’17 can help propel us into more of who we are called to be in our highest expression of divinity in humanity. We owe it to ourselves and our children to keep rising with persistent power and potentiality ~ to live our highest humanity as divinity. The shadows of 17 have loomed large so hopefully we can all see more of who we have to be to live free.
Part of my clarity, has me returning to spiritual ABC’s and Humanity in the coming year which will bring me here with more regularity.In this moment, I am turning to Jeremiah’s essay edits and returning to music camp to sing and play the rest of the day and over the cusp of welcoming 18. I have some big plans yet it is all best played out in small moments.
Whatever calls to you, in the small or the tall, may you trust yourself to implement it all. And may we all stand together for truth, beauty, justice and the infinite possibilities of humanity! I wish you a continued season of Light and a prosperous New Year filled with the realities of your potentialities. Namaste, Love!
I greet you in celebration of you and your story ~ whatever that is this sacred moment. YOU! The yes blessed creation of Love expressed you are … thank you for being here. Deep breath of gratitude and centering …
As we looked at the intricate infinity of snowflakes last week, we called on the strength of slowness, softness, and surrender. This led me to look deeper into my story and the stories of those in my family, including the ancestors. And in this incredible time of awakening and ground shaking social injustice, I took in a few of the stories of our relations in our global family that I have chosen to share here. I first heard the powerful truth that “We live in story like fish live in water.” from Rachel Floweron the shores of Lake Tahoe where we taped her Earth Gym SoulPlay segments. The waterways of our stories include that of our ancestors, children, extended families. As global family, the oneness of who we are as creation intersects all the individual stories of the collective humanity. Free will and consciousness allow us to choose how much we step back from the story though we seemingly can never be free from it. Story being like the water to fish, it keeps us alive while it defines our existence. Like the snowflakes, we each have our own configuration and intersection of stories ~ always further explained through our perspective. I have noticed with my siblings, we all have a slightly different tale to tell about our upbringing. Do your family stories vary too?!
We belong to each other through our essence; we absorb each other’s essence through story. We all desire to belong and definitely align through shared culture, religion, and oftentimes skin color. And though we refer to shades of skin pigment with colors like white and black, none of us are that. Yet it aids the parameters of story that help us honor our ancestors. Part of humanity’s evolution is to help heal and transcend the wounds and injustices that have gone before. And as we are experiencing now, these ‘sins of the fathers’ have a way of repeating themselves ~ stories and narratives of fear resurface repeatedly until we can collectively Love them into memory banished from returning as experience. It seems we have a long way to go. Yet! Perhaps we are closer than we know. For we are better connected now and better able to trust the truth to transform. And for those not there yet, we can choose compassion as we stand for truth, peace, and justice within our individual and collective stories.
One story I would like to honor this week is that of Rumana Ahmed, a young Muslim American woman who worked in the White House during the Obama administration and the first 8 days of the Trump regime. “I debated whether I should leave my job. Since I was not a political appointee, but a direct hire of the NSC, I had the option to stay. The incoming and now departed national security adviser, Michael Flynn, had said things like “fear of Muslims is rational.” Some colleagues and community leaders encouraged me to stay, while others expressed concern for my safety. Cautiously optimistic, and feeling a responsibility to try to help them continue our work and be heard, I decided that Trump’s NSC could benefit from a colored, female, hijab-wearing, American Muslim patriot.“ ~ Reported in the Atlantic.
This young woman’s story is an inspirational account of courage from being born here in the states, suffering intense racism & islamophobia after 911, growing up to work for national security in the White House only to re-experience the growing resurgence of fear fueled hate towards Muslims she remembered post 911. “My father taught me a Bengali proverb inspired by Islamic scripture: “When a man kicks you down, get back up, extend your hand, and call him brother.” Peace, patience, persistence, respect, forgiveness, and dignity. These were the values I’ve carried through my life and my career.” Rumana Ahmed is an inspiration and a truth teller. Her storyis also a chilling and telling account of what the newly inhabited White House was/is like after the changing of the guard. You can read Ahmed’s whole story in the Atlantic.
There are, of course, so many, many stories in this time of deportations, immigrants, families in fear and turmoil. Innocents of all kinds are being harmed. My second story comes from beloved children’s book author Mem Fox.
Fox is a world renowned children’s book author from Australia. Earlier this month, she travelled to America to speak at a literacy conference; she was detained for questioning at LAX in a room with others where all were reportedly treated badly. “I have never in my life been spoken to with such insolence, treated with such disdain, with so many insults and with so much gratuitous impoliteness,”Fox said. “I felt like I had been physically assaulted which is why, when I got to my hotel room, I completely collapsed and sobbed like a baby, and I’m 70 years old.” Fox said she was questioned over her visa, despite having travelled to America 116 times before without incident. She was eventually granted access to the country. Fox said she was shocked by her treatment and “couldn’t imagine” returning to the US. Her story has been covered by multiple sources including ABC in Australiayet the clearest account of the whole incident I’ve read just came from The Guardianwherein she said, “I am all about inclusivity, humanity and the oneness of the humans of the world; it’s the theme of my life.” Ironically, Mem Fox‘s latest book is “I’m Australian Too” which celebrates multiculturalism and immigrants in Australia. You can see as well as hear the audio book, I’m Australian Too HERE!
As we share each others stories ~ of sorrow or celebration ~ we open our hearts wider to the best of who we are as humanity. Unfortunately, ‘history does repeat itself’ in the horrors yet also in the brave resilience and actions for justice. Incredibly, the Underground Railroad is back!The reporting on the Railroad for illegals and undocumented is here; it tells of a few efforts including a network of Los Angeles religious groups called the Rapid Response Team. In the sorrow of these times, we can celebrate the sanctuary cities and the individuals willing and able to provide safe houses on the resurrected Underground Railroad.
It’s true that in the toughest times, the tender truth of our humanity rises ~ even in a car commercial! I can’t believe I’m sharing this here yet it touches my heart and speaks to the collective story of our sacred connections:
As we grapple for our personal and collective truth, let us, indeed dare to live our highest and best in oneness.
For my part, our Leaping Literacy Library continues with various voices and offerings. At New Thought Families, our daily Play & Pray Calendarswitches this week here from February’s Love Blessedto March’s Compassion In Action ~ daily remembrances, invitations and celebrations! Our Peaceful Reconstructionistsare still being added, catching up from last week. Our last finished round was 3 celebrating these environmental heroes and sheroes:Through spending time with inspirational people, we share the magnificence that each of them brings … past, present, even future ~ and we are better able to touch our own magnificent radiance. Let us keep countering any bully culture with the best of human kindness, perseverance, resilience, and Love expressed for ourselves and for our children.
Finally, I must also honor the story of our indigenous people as the No DAPL Standing Rock Campwas dismantled this past week. Through this worldwide prayerful effort, consciousness has indeed been lifted. While the black snake has been tapped and not left to sleep, there are many victories and celebrations. Standing Rock brought us many wise voices and a reporting of the people by the people. Lyla June sings of the generational story in her All Nations Rise. Below, she sings a bit of All Nations Rise at Standing Rock and then the full version music video that was released last fall. Feel the power of her voice and wisdom and that of her ancestors coming through. The story is ancient, layered, wisely profound, compelling and indeed … rising ~ all of us ~ ever higher.
All Nations Rise by Lyla June At Standing Rock
All Nations Rise• Lyla June • Black Hills Unity Concert 2016
Thank you again for being here … to share your Spirit, these stories, your story, our story of conscious humanity on the rise. Whatever your stories be, may their sacred core bring you home to your resilient Spirit and home to the heart of humanity. Namaste, Love!
Namaste Devoted Disciples of the Divine ~ infinity of divinity freely expressed!
I greet you in the name of democracy this post in the days following the Million Women’s March & the U.S. Inauguration of our 45th President. I was among the 20,000 marching in Sacramento Saturday in solidarity with the half million who showed up in D.C. ~ as hundreds of thousands gathered in so many cities all over America and the world adding up to, perhaps 3 million (Los Angeles 500,000, Chicago 250,000, New York 200,00, Denver 100,000, Boston, 100,000). “We are here and around the world for a deep democracy that says we will not be quiet, we will not be controlled, we will work for a world in which all countries are connected. God may be in the details, but the goddess is in connections.” ~ Gloria Steinem’s Women’s March speech, 1/21/17Full speech is here.
Indeed, there was a huge wave of voices rising up, and feet showing up and standing up for women’s rights, human rights, our Earth Mother and more ~ all over the world. And while our newly elected government didn’t have much to say, Canada’s Prime Minister is quoted as saying: “Congratulations to the women and men across Canada who came out yesterday to support women’s rights. You keep your government inspired.”~ Justin Trudeau
The huge outpouring of vitality, energy, kindness, Love & creativity I experienced in the march I was in, was echoed in all the others across the nation and the world. At the end of this post, is the link to a powerful, global pictorial from the New York Times. If you get nothing else from this sharing, do see the incredible images The Times put together. What I experienced on Saturday and what I see in these worldwide pictures is an exhilarating sense of solidarity, unity, resilience and resistance; an unprecedented coming together of people’s voices speaking for Love and justice. Not one incident of violence or harm occurred ~ just the incredible freedom of expression that is the cornerstone of democracy. It is a wave of the infinity of divinity; the divine that lives in each of us that calls us to rise up and out for ourselves, our children, for each other, for humanity. And! I so get it from some of the women closest to me (in proximity) that this divine calling is (obviously!) not one that calls to everyone. We each get to choose who and what we show up for, what we speak up for. The beauty of creation ~ human and otherwise ~ is the very diversity we stand up for. Our Creator, incredibly loves us all the same. As disciples of this Love that birthed us, we each get to follow our own callings, whatever they be. My heart is so full from seeing so many ~ of all ages ~ rise up, stand up, speak up.
Throughout history, it is the brave ones who speak up, and stand up that inspire and lead us. It is the divine disciples for democracy like Gandhi & King that we follow to this day. “A nation’s culture resides in the hearts and in the soul of its people.”~ Mahatma Gandhi
“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. In the wake of all of this, I am re-committing to what I feel called to show up for … family, work, self … Love. Some of that shift will be reflected here in this blog space ~ hopefully making it clearer than ever whether this offering and/or the live and web work I have to offer is of service to you and yours. This blog was ‘born’ February 2011 as part of the website anniversary ~ New Thought Families .com launched on 2-7-2007 so with our 10 year anniversary coming up, it’s a great time to name and claim who we are and who we serve. In the broader scope of my work as an artist performer and the Creative Spirit Families non-profit, New Thought Families is home base to our spiritual literacy work.
With years of resources including 2016’s ‘For Humanity’ A~Z Calendar year, our Transformational Tools will be coming out in new ways to help others in living as divine disciples. Live & online spiritual literacy presentations are in the works and at play so stay fine tuned! For any local peeps, Creative Spirit Families has a table at theAmador Holistic Health and Wellness Fairethis Saturday and I’ll give a short talk on Spiritual Literacy at 2:30. I am also listening and planning for ways to shape our offerings to include more for political literacy and social justice. This will include a (long overdue!) expansion to some online ‘Name That Peacemaker’ games that originated one Season For Peace and Nonviolence in conjunction with this year’s Season, January 30th-April 4th which commemorates the lives of Gandhi & Dr. King. We have another week of January smiles on the New Thought Families daily Play and Pray Calendar as well as on the January Jubilee Free Shelf!Thank you for being here … wherever you are on your January journey, devoted disciple, undecided divinity ~ may you be inspired and uplifted by all the rising voices The Timesso beautifully captured in the link below. And may we all know deep in our hearts and souls that we are free to live the infinity of our divinity as the best of humanity’s harmony and democracy … NOW! Namaste, Love!
Yes, our alphabetic year has us wrapping up, X-Y-Z with today expressing some thoughts of the Season in an exploration with the expansive Letter X ~ coupled with the seen and not heard silent e! Gentle readers, were any of you raised with the silent e? A generational thing, my father, in particular was of the mind that children were to be seen and not heard. An interesting placement for an expressive word girl like me! Our current exploration and examination looks at some of the gifts of past and present as we continue to consciously co-create our personal and collective realities. In the Christian tradition, the second week of Advent is underway, celebrating Love or Peace depending on your tradition with the super energized power of Hope as week 1 of Advent and the pink candle of JOY being lit for the 3rd week. As we center in these expectant energies, we experience more of them in our consciousness.
The Power Of Prayer & Expectation!
As in the last few posts, I find myself compelled to be more politically outspoken than ever before. First, great gratitude to the Army Corp of Engineers and President Obama for (finally!) halting the Dakota Access Pipeline on Sunday. YES! #NODAPL Thank you to the thousands of peaceful, prayerful water protectors who stood the (freezing!) ground under illegal, militarized force. Thank you for the thousands of veterans who showed up over the weekend to protect and stand with the people and to say this is not acceptable in the country we fought for. The power of feet to prayer! The tide was turned … for now. The prayer continues to let the black snake sleep and to harness the clean energy of the wind and sun that promises prosperity and sustainability … for all our relations. Aho.
Examination & Excavation!
There is a definite correlation with what has been happening at Standing Rock and the rest of America as we stand divided over the Presidential election. Like racism & sexism, the oil industry should be on it’s way out but not without an uprising of resistance. Environmentally evidenced with the CEO of Exxon being interviewed as the potential Secretary of State, there is a definite eye on turning back our environmental headway and sustaining the greed of big oil companies; talk of reinstating construction of the Keystone pipeline is also in the air. As our wise indigenous people call it, the ‘black snake’ is still very much a threat. So! That is just one aspect of why I ~ and millions of others ~ are harboring hope for a different outcome in this Presidential election.
There is still hope. The Electoral College officially votes in the President on December 19th. With Green party Jill Stein initiated recounts in WI, MI, and PA, there is hope of a different outcome. Stein is maintaining that the integrity of our voting system needs to be checked, hear, here! And! The Electors are free to vote their conscience. The Electoral College was, in part, designed by the forefathers like Alexander Hamilton to be a protection valve to keep someone unfit from being our commander-in-chief. Electors were initially formed as a group of citizens bound not by party, but by their responsibility to this nation. Unfortunately, there has been some loss of this vision as expressed by one Elector from FL who said she campaigned for Trump and would of course vote for him. So much for not bound by party! YET! Let us expect more from other electors given so many red flags about the president elect. Let us expect that the exasperating normalization of his sociopathic behavior all through the campaign and through his cabinet selections, tweets, and ‘Victory Lap’ rallies of late will STOP with the sanity of humanity guiding the Electors to vote for the popular vote winner (by 2.5 million votes), Hillary Rodham Clinton. I am choosing to expect this! Yes, I am along for the ride of divine order in all of it, no matter what. AND! Just like with Standing Rock, it takes prayer to feet, voices raised ~ in Loving expectation for the highest good to execute change! You can write the Electors with your voice through an easy peasy website HERE! An excerpt from the he letter I wrote reads, “We have an extremely experienced and capable President in Hillary Rodham Clinton; the people’s choice by popular vote. No matter what your party affiliation, which of these two candidates do you truly see as able to lead? Able to responsibly hold the nuclear codes? Able to sit with other world leaders? Able to reach across party lines? Which would you like as a role model for your children and grandchildren?” Should you be interested, my whole letter is HERE.
This great nation was founded on an experiment. We must follow human evolution to continue to experiment and expel what doesn’t serve the highest good. My hope is that justice and sanity will prevail in this election as well as our government’s decisions going forward. At the least, let this be the end of the Electoral College which was founded on some good tenants but also on the indigestible, inexcusable back of slavery which equated a slave as 3/5 a person. That’s hard to type. Some parts of our executive history must be expelled. Especially with so many different views in this diverse country, every person and every vote should count equally. We must raise our voices for justice! Again, write the Electors HERE! And if you want to know all about the Electoral college, the government’s site is HERE.
Of course, there is so much to take in these days. We must align with what resonates with our own heart and mind. Ultimately, every part of our existence is up to us to prioritize our own truth. I know of no other way than turning within for deep listening.
Excited Expectation & Exhilaration!
This month of de-LIGHT ~ FULL December, at least some of our children teachers are exercising their expanding extreme excitement for the arrival of Santa or other gift giving, light filled traditions such as Hanukkah (December 25-January 1, 2016). Our New Thought Families Inspiration page lists some of the light filled celebrations and traditions going on around the world this month like St. Lucia Day on 12/13 and Solstice on 12/21. We are having an intergenerational Living Light PlayShop on the 21st in a sharing celebration with some of our local families. Here our Inspiration page’s celebration THIS day! Christian ~ December 6th ~Saint Nicholas Day Christian celebration of the birth of Saint Nicolas, patron saint of children and role model for gift giving. Many churches named for this saint who is also the Dutch version of Santa Claus. It is thought that over the centuries the legendary St. Nicholas was merged with similar cultural and religious figures. Significant among these were the pagan Knecht Ruprecht and the Roman figure of Befana, as well as the Christ child (Christkind, or Kris Kringle). In parts of northern Europe, particularly the Low Countries and some German-speaking areas, St. Nicholas Day has remained a time when children are given special cookies, candies, and gifts.
Yes, letters to Santa are something many of us, in this culture have done; back in the 1960’s, my letter here was written at school, I’m sure. I found it this year in cleaning out one of the cluttered corners at my dad’s ranch. I got to see how similar the 7 year old me is to the 54 year old me ~ wordy! Heartfelt and expectant of the good. We must keep the flame of hope and expectation alive for the expanded heart to stay healthy and hearty!
Feeling exuberant excitement and exhilaration sometimes eludes us as adults caught up in the workaday world. Let’s look to the young children again as our teachers when we need to reconnect with the wonder of what it is to be alive ~ for the awe of existence … our own and the life that surrounds us. It is through the now moments of aware, grateful celebration, we allow our hearts and our happiness to expand. I recently celebrated the last red leaf on our beautiful dogwood tree, clinging to the bare branches as the last expression of fall beauty. Whether it was fear of falling or simply extended, expanded expression, this beautiful lone leaf hung in there for days lending lots of contemplation of existence for me. I was reminded of the short story by O Henry,The Last Leaf, that can be read quickly and easily HERE through the wonders of the world wide web. Though published in 1907, it’s timeless message speaks to how our expressions can expand or even extend each others’ lives. Like the best of Christmas movies (think, ‘It’s A Wonderful Life!), it is exactly fitting in this season of light.
The traditions of each family are handed down to our children. Some are ancient, some adapted, some relatively new. The candle lighting celebration of family, culture and community that is Kwanzaa (December 26-January 1st, 2016) began in 1966 so is 50 years young this season. A 500 year old tradition of Las Pasadasis a procession reenactment of Mary on the donkey with Joseph looking for lodging for the birth of Jesus. In our little town, Las Pasadas began 10 years ago and this year was my 8th to participate; 4 in the walking choir, 4 as a singing musician. The sea of voices and candle lights spread out through our little town always feels holy to me. I am grateful for the ways we can connect to story, ancestors, our inner light and the collective light that is the best of humanity. When we explain to our children who we truly be as shining lights, tradition is part of what makes up the explanation of our existence.
Our daily Play & Pray Calendaras well as our Free Shelfin the Leaping Literacy Online Library are all about the Letter Y the first half of December ~ lots of yesness and yoga! With Laurie StorEBooks and songs featuring yelling, yes, and yellow, we spotlight Yogi Keith Lickeyand Yogini Marsha Therese Danzigwith their yoga explanations and invitations. Coming sometime this week, is a long overdue bit of fairy yoga on the beach with Marsha. Due to bad sound and a replacement soundtrack I just couldn’t sync, I had abandoned the project but with renewed faith and acceptance of what is, I think we can still do some sparkling yogic yesness with marvelous Marsha ~ YES!
Oh, exploring existence of goodness, I wish you so much illumined exuberance … or at the least, a full measure of comfort and joy ~ this moment ~ and all throughout the season! Thank you for the gift of you and your presence here. Whether you express yourself through Christmas cards, a letter to the Electors, to Santa, to Creator, to yourself … may you know you are exactly in the right place in your/our expression and expansion.
May we all keep examining what needs saving from extinction and what needs to be expertly extinguished so that the light and Love of our full expression can shine ~ this season and always! Namaste, Love!
Thanks for joining me here; let’s begin with a group hug! From the depths of shadow, let us align with full moon light reminding us of the Love we are. Deep breath. When we are stressed individually, collectively ~ both! ~ shadows, aka dark side, sabotage, negative patterns can grow incrementally feeding on the energy. Are you wrestling with shadows or rising up to shine? Most likely, some of both? My shadows and risings are showing up here after at least a week of repeated attempts as I show up over and over … overthinking, overeating, overdoing, overwhelming! Yes, I have been sitting in extras with some of my shadows as I navigate the intense energy that has been of late for most of us here in the States. Ultimately, I also believe in divine order and the omnipresent good that is always speaking to our hearts. The personal & collective shadows are just the things to call us home to the best of ourselves.
What a wild couple of weeks it has been since the last voting voices blog post here … today, as we honor the whimsical, wise Letter W in keeping with our alphabetic year, we will also speak to the current climate still swirling since our U.S. election. The discussion here includes the usual spiritual living applications mixed with history, the Electoral College, witches, wounds, words, grace, gratitude, ThanksLiving … weaving it all through Spirit & shadows! There are 3 new songs embedded in this post ~ woo hoo! And I know, I know, overwhelm, whew! 😦 Deep breath … and full permission to skim through this absurdly long offering to whatever part(s) serves you!
Perhaps the volume of what I am sharing is best said in this brand new song that speaks to the shadows and how we are called to shine through them ~ indeed, rise above them:
Shadows tall and long are all around.
Even ones you love have let you down. Feelin’ dismayed, betrayed, broken apart …
Let the cracks allow more light to shine through your heart! (Chorus)
How deep is your shadow today? Do you feel ancestors alive in your DNA? Painful blame, shame, name casting games … Justice grows and knows how to chase all our shadows away! So rise up and shine! Darkness is at the door.
Answer with your light; shine brighter than ever before! Shine the light that seeds your soul! Shine the Love that makes you whole.
Shine the Love … that shortens your shadow … Shorten your shadow … Shine brighter than ever before!
Shine more … explore the shadows …. How long and deep … your light … your shadow …
Hear the song here:
The volume of voices we spoke of last time has been turned up with many engaged in a war of words crisscrossing the world wide web and the concrete streets themselves. America is experiencing some of the biggest birthing pains we’ve felt in a while … maybe since 1968?! This election and the president elect have given rise to a wealth of voices spewing intolerance and hate. It’s as if the sleeping giant was awakened with voices ringing out in every corner. Of course, there are so many examples out there that I will not feed energy to by repeating them here. The spotlight is on the shadows so we can see better who stands where. Families refusing to sit together at Thanksgiving, FaceBook friends unfriending each other are some of the more benign yet prevalent fallout. The clock seems to have been turned back as a backlash against the inevitable global family we be with all people treated fairly; freedom and justice for all! Ultimately, it is all a cry for Love and healing. So many of us felt truly heartbroken at what seems to be a victory for racism, misogyny & demagoguery. I have been experiencing heartbreak yet at the same time the incredible rising that is the formidable human Spirit. Yes, the good is always present and Love always prevails. We are all of us the walking wounded and all capable of and willing for wellness. The pain body shadow we all carry is like much of our lives, largely unconscious. We carry the pain of our ancestors, as well as the sins of our fathers. The word sin is an archery term that means to miss the mark, to make a mistake. As human beings, we certainly all make mistakes individually and collectively. We all have the scars of oppression. Our souls remember it all. One of the reasons I kept crying and feeling betrayed was the shadow of my own sexual abuses and harassments that had been green lighted in this campaign. So many men ~ and women! ~ were willing to accept Trump’s behavior and “locker room” talk. Indeed, they gave him their vote for the highest office in the land with a willingness to turn away from that and all of his other hurtful, hateful talk and bullying demonstrations. At the least, we have all seen manners were given a backseat when the biggest bully on the playground was elected to the highest office in the land. And again! Coming out of the shadows into the light, is part of transformation! One of the positives that has arisen is the willingness to be a warrior or warrioress for any of the disenfranchised people the Trump campaign targeted. Included in the positive stirrings are personal calls to action for so many of us along with the expanded education and awareness of the election process itself. Voter fraud and suppression are real and being investigated in many states. Hillary Rodham Clinton won the popular vote and the % numbers continue to rise. In case you don’t know (I didn’t!), our President will be elected on December 19th. I am among millions with the hope that history will once again be made that day.
The President has not been elected yet. This will happen with the Electoral College Votes due on December 19th. If you have been wondering how it works when someone like Clinton (or Gore) win the popular vote but lose the Election, that’s due to the Electoral College. That is also how a race with so many millions of voters is called within hours while weeks later, votes are still being counted.
There are indeed some great YouTube videos explaining the Electoral College ~ and more being made by the day! Here are 2 by a sharp lawyer, CPG Grey who describes everything in detail. In this 1st one, he talks about the December vote starting around 3:00 min.
As spiritual beings having a physical experience, is it wise to be caught up in all the workings of government and social injustices? As someone who lived in a spiritual bubble for a long time, and still do to an extent ~ it is much easier to be at peace and joyful in living when you look the other way or la la la it away out of earshot. Yet! We belong to each other. To fully take care of each other, it requires speaking up and acting as necessary. We must always figure out what’s ours to do ~ I didn’t start or run the petition above but I am choosing to share it. Like everything else, there are layers to this. The hope of a different outcome (however small) helped me move on from heartbreak into action. Truthfully, Jeremiah showed me videos about the Electoral college earlier this year and I remarked how messed up it was but did not engage with any amount of passion or action ~ until now.
What? When? Where? Why?
Many on this New Thought path say to just ignore and rise above it all. We each must decide for ourselves. At one point Jeremiah said, “Mom, you function much better in your bubble.” My teenage son had never seen me so sad and undone. I explained to him that I feel called to balance being aware of (some of) the unfair without allowing it to tear me apart. I am called to speak up and do what I can while also being in joyful ThanksLiving as much as I can. I have been wearing feathers in my hair as I affirm, “I stand with you Standing Rock”. As told last post, I hold the wise buffalo energy for the water protectors as I can from where I am.
Witches Were Wise Ones
Also mentioned in the last post, and saved for this W discussion, the week before Halloween, I was part of a church service about witches with an interfaith minister friend. Most of us have no clue about the true history of what a witch is, what really happened with witch trials, etc. It is explained beautifully and succinctly here:
From Kate Marks in Circle Of Song: It is important for us to reclaim the word witch; to associate it with true wisdom, positive power and healing. Witch originally comes from the Celtic word Wicca. It means the wise one, the one who practices the craft of the wise. Witches (predominately women) worshipped nature and the Goddess. With the rise of Christianity, especially in Europe, witches came to be seen as heretics, as a threat to the power of the church and the growing patriarchy, many were persecuted and murdered. The height of the witch hunts occurred from the 14th to the 18th centuries, killing between nine and eleven million people. It was not until 1951 that the last anti-witch law in England was repealed.
Part of what happened in this unprecedented election, was that for the first time a woman ran for President. The unconscious shadow was not ready to accept this possibility. It is still widely held at least in the subconscious ~ that a woman should not have this kind of power. The media ran story after story about how untrustworthy she was and people believed it all though it was mostly speculation ~ some see it as a witch hunt. Obviously, we all see the world and have our truth the way we do ~ I’m pointing here to some of the subconscious programing that makes up our truth. I have been reminded of Mary Magdalene who is disputed throughout Christianity for who she was and who she was to Jesus; Prostitute? Disciple? Bride of Christ? Ultimately her message is about unconditional Love; showing up as you are in all your good despite what others think of you or say about you. I believe that Hillary Rodham Clinton is a very wise and strong woman who does indeed live by the beautiful Methodist creed her mother taught her, ‘Do all the good you can, for all the people you can, in all the ways you can, as long as ever you can.’ She will keep doing that good ~ as will we all!
So! Spiritual teachings! In the church service I led Bonnie Lockhart’s wonderful “Who Were The Witches” song as part of our education. I led a meditation speaking the words of the new song of mine that follows here. The calling of this song is to holy restitution ~ as we know that we are all in the circle of persecution as both persecutor & victim … at different points in our lifetime(s). Song MP3 and lyrics are here:
Fires are burning, yearning for justice. Our hearts are timeless flames of forgiveness. We’re all in the circle of persecution. We meet in the center … now … for holy restitution.
For all of the wise ones burned as false witness. For all of the witches, we beg your forgiveness. For all who’ve been enslaved. For all who are brave. We honor you now for the lives that you gave.
We wipe all the tears cried in times of trial. We sift through the ashes of fearful denial. We won’t be afraid of all who are wise. For all who were denied, we bring justice to the lies.
And so we go with the wisdom we know. In memory of the wise, Love won’t be denied. We honor the divine, in the circle of time. Chorus We are the center … NOW … of holy restitution.
And so it is that we can continue to expand the circles of time, within our own hearts and minds. We can be the holy restitution right here, right now. And we can reach back in the circle of time for all of the wounded ones in our ancestry … especially as the backlash reminds us to do so.
Working it out!Our Leaping Literacy Library alphabetic expressions have crossed into the Letter X, who, for our purposes is inseparable from silent e. We’re going to keep the W offerings on the Free Shelf and add the (e)X’s in there tomorrow! Beautiful UK mum and spiritual teacher/healer Kate Beddow has a wonderful adventure in the SoulPlay section ~ a full 30 minute video, Wishing In The Woods ~ woo hoo! One of the brand new alliterative Laurie StorEBooks is there too. The work of Leaping Literacy Library & Creative Spirit Families is looking toward 2017 with expansions and perhaps a few omissions … Continue the daily Play & Pray Calendar after 8.5 years? Keep showing up to this blog after weekly or bi-weekly posts for nearly 6 years? For who? You?! Blessed to have so much freedom of decision and expression! Change is always an option for new good to rise up and shine from the shadows!
ThanksForgiving & ThanksLiving
So, since my processing and beach time bring this ridiculously long sharing up to a few days before our (U.S.) Thanksgiving, lets settle in the good grace of this holi-day and what it offers us before I close. In giving thanks, we are able to raise our vibration and appreciation for this sacred gift of life. We all have incredible blessings to be thankful for! In reaching for gratitude, we can invite our hearts to let go of whatever is in the way … practice some ThanksForgiving at the table as we allow all the judgments that keep us in our righteous anger to soften into compassion … Allow ourselves to let the grace of goodness bring us home into unconditional Love with the trust and knowing that the higher good is ~ always ~ unfolding. Living the art of ThanksLiving is to be in a grateful flow of appreciation for ALL that is! Look to our youngest teachers … very young children are in the joy and wonder of the now. They burst into anger or tears when they feel it and they just as quickly let it go to return to Love and joy. We ARE so blessed! Let’s sing it! Here’s one of the simple, alphabetic Short Spirit Songs of 2016:
Yes, we are blessed! Yes, we are blessed!
Blessings fill my life and we say yes, yes, yes! Yes, we are blessed! Yes, we are blessed!
We receive, We give thanks, We pass it on, We are blessed!
May your Thanksgiving be full of blessings, ThanksForgiving as needed and lots of ThanksLiving moments of Love, joy, and goodness. May all of our wistful wonderings and wonderful wishes find their truth in the shadows and in the light of Love that we are made of. The Light Of Love that is … always … and in all ways. Namaste, Love!
PS! 4th Song ~ For Humanity!
Our 2016 theme song got a bit of a tweak this week ~ check it out here! Thanks for singing … for humanity!
Hello Hopeful Hearts, Helping Hands, and Hearty Hugs of Humanity!
I heartfully greet you in this home based celebration of letter H in our progressing spiritual ABCs. Hope this finds your heart and home happy and harmonized. Ours? Mostly so ~ both of them! As I continue to run my dad’s homestead in addition to our own, and all the extra curriculars, I find in addition to the exhaustion, I have some deeper questions and answers about what home is … to me. So for this week, let’s explore some aspects of heart and home …
It is famously said that home is where the heart is.
When our heart feels at home ~ wherever that is ~ we are safe to feel, safe to express, safe to be. When home is harmonious, we not only feel safe and supported but also free to laugh, play, create, fully express who we truly be. In harmony, home and heart are united in co-creating dreams, hopes, indeed, our highest potential.
All too often, home is a place that isn’t the safe nest we would hope for ~ for a myriad of reasons. And there are so many ways that home ~ and our hopeful ideal of it ~ simply crumble.
In my song, “When Dreams Die”, the bridge sings, “A house is a home yet dreams are of the heart. Can there be home when dreams are torn apart? Is home a feeling? A person or a place? Can dreams find home in empty space?”
So, when family and home split up through divorce, death or even happier occasions like graduation or job change, home can be the place where hurt is. Irrespective of circumstances, home is often a hurtful place ~ one that nurtures pain patterns rather than providing a more positive presence of support and encouragement. Sometimes, it is the very safety of home that allows for the freedom to express our darker sides like sadness and anger.
It is in the haven of home where we can hone horrible habits like hording, hiding, hitting ~ with words or fists ~ or less overtly offensive horrible habits like complaining, laziness, overdoing with food, drink, work, or other addictions. In the cycle of family pain patterns, our parents can unconsciously pass down the hurts of their parents. In energetic healing work like Dr. Bradley Nelson’s, The Emotion Code, heart wall pain is often traced back generations. Even though we haven’t literally met our ancestors, we may be unconsciously carrying forward these family pain patterns. Sometimes the horrible habits are right in our face ~ like hording. The family store we have been cleaning out is a great example of stuff, dust, and more stuff and dust layered deep that I still have my hands in. This last week, Jeremiah’s high school cast performed a new round of their student written one act version of the tale of this family store, 14 Main. We went into the store, with friend, cast member and co-author of the play, Jenni to do a bit more cleaning and take out some of old Uncle Al’s taxidermy pieces for the set. It is moments like these where we can clearly see the heart, dirt, and the hurt of our family ‘home’ carried forward into our own hands and hearts. Here is where I turn to the divine order perfection discussed last week. The very hurt of home is indeed where the heart is. And even in truly horrible homes where abuse runs rampant or in the absence of home all together for homeless, or in makeshift tent city homes for refugees, there is heart on some measure. And there is a call for healing. Hurt provides the opportunity to heal. And as we heal layers of (generational) hurt, heart has the opportunity to transcend habit. Each of our hearts is called to heal. In the divine order perfection of the soul journey, the family patterns are carefully co-created so that our souls may completely heal and evolve. In looking at the human journey, family is home and where the circle of hurt and healing originates. This holds true for the family of humanity. With more and more conscious awareness, I believe we can and will heal at least some of the horrible hurts of the past. I know my heart and hands are dedicated to the cause. And as for the heart and family of humanity …. It is each of us that can heal our human legacy, if not for the human journey, for this planet home. We have undoubtedly inflicted horrible hurt on our earth mother yet we have the collective heart and hands to heal her. At home in the heart of humanity, we will heal. With Earth Day coming up, it is a great time to think of our planet home holding her in heart and hands for healing harmony.
So! Hopeful hearts of humanity! Let us do what is ours to do as we can with harmonious hearts and hands ~ to uplift the beauty and sanity of humanity. Could be as simple as cleaning one corner of your home, taking time to honor a loved one with kind words, careful attention, and an apology if necessary. Perhaps you can take some time for energetic healing or happy celebration of your home and family. Maybe this week in particular, you want to use your hands to plant a tree or pick up litter. I hand it to you to hug ~ facing and embracing the callings of your heart to hold more happiness.
We have another week of Happy H’s on our daily Play and Pray Calendar at New Thought Families. Our Leaping Literacy Free Shelf has a huge, heaping helping of Hands, Hearts, Hugs, Harps! SoulPlay Harpist Cymber Lily Quinn is in the redwood forest playing her celestial sounds ~ playing so beautifully! Experience this in Earth Day & Humanitarian Celebration! Thanks Cymber!And thank you! For sharing this mindful moment here and for being aware of your home, heart, hands, hurts, and healings. May you have ease and grace harmony in all … May we all be happy in our healing choices and voices … for ourselves, for family, for earth, for humanity. Namaste, Love!
I greet you with great gratitude and appreciation for you ~ and April, and alphabetic guidelines, for the Letter G ~ and H! ~ and for the grace filled growth of gratitude. In this week’s blog, we are further embracing G’s galore as we explore what it is to grow gratitude. From my blessed, safe, and beauty filled existence, I have 3 pictorial examples of how gratefulness can help garner more grace from experiences that otherwise lean towards doubt, grief, defeat, and fear. Though these stories are small, I hope they may serve you in some way ~ thank you for being here!
If you watched last week’s grace vlog, you caught a glimpse of the green glory that is surrounding our home this time of year. We are richly blessed with hills and fields of green, dotted with wonderful wildflowers. Right outside my (office) corner window is a dazzling dogwood tree. Even though this is the 5th spring bloom I have witnessed of this tree, I found myself giving into an annual doubt that the itty bitty buds couldn’t possibly yield big, beautiful blooms this year … I remember last year thinking my fabulous pink faced friend wouldn’t bloom because of the drought. With much more rain this year, how could I doubt? I dunno … I just did. I watched myself doubting and had conversations of faith. Surely our dogwood would absolutely sprout in grace …???!!! I have to say, I gave gratitude every day and affirmations of this beautiful life unfolding … as if I was gently scolding my inner doubts, that of course the buds would sprout. YES! Of course blessed! My little work corner is once more graced with glorious pink blooms galore! With pink triumphantly smiling and sprouting a go-go, how could I ever have been doubting my little buds would grow and glow?! So while I am graced in pink divine, how can I help but rhyme?! I have been co-creating more Laurie StorEBooks in keeping with my alphabetic calendar … still a bit late but loving how great it is to co-create! Now, in this next sharing example, you may easily miss the doubt, fear and defeat that threatened to be ample … Briefly put, I ran into more of the technical difficulties that seemingly can come from old software, no budget or supporting workforce, and a grim reaper that can rise up to shout how silly my ‘work’ is and to just GIVE UP already! Whoa. See how the energy just shifted … In the face of the details, I was able to stay my mind on the freedom of grace ~ firm faith in divine order. Everything turned out more than fine ~ I find these latest alliterative Laurie StorEBooks divine! You may remember seeing this title a few weeks back … but the diner was way too dingy … So technical difficulties aside … rah, rah, and TA DA!You can now find Dina Dimetrodon’s Dessert Dineron Kindle! You can also find Fiona Fay’s Family Flower Farmon our Kindle shelf!
So! I am ever so grateful for staying grateful … or at least faithful in these little big ways in my world this week. What I found is that appreciation is fed by gratitude and this leads to an inevitable altitude of Spirit! Being grateful and faithful has also been fed with large doses of allowance, acceptance, forgiveness and an intermingling of some big C’s ~ commitment and a much dreaded (by me!) C … compromise! In my alphabetic timeline, I seem to forever be behind … of course, this plays out elsewhere in my “never enough” existence! So! With great and grateful use of the spiritual tools, I am celebrating and adjusting as needed. I am working on “G” books and loving them even as I celebrate the “D” and “F” titles above. The Leaping Literacy Library shelves are slowly be transformed for the way better in how they look as well as what they house. (Patient blooms!) For New Thought Families, our daily Play & Pray Calendaris right on track ~ today, we technically are crossing over from G to H: As we continue to grow and hold hope for humanity, tomorrow marks our 100th “For Humanity” calendar day! We still have hope of sprinkling more narration voices onto our calendar pages ~ the lovely Ruth Humphrey’s narrates 3 days this coming week ~ yay! How about adding your voice? Contact us, ok?!The magic of technology could add your voice with ours! What do you say? I also want to say that the new Children’s Chants, A~G (11 of them!) are roughly recorded and in place for our Marvelous Members.
The final little pictorial story for grace filled gratitude comes from the calf who died on Good Friday at my dad’s ranch. Briefly told, the little calf got sick and kept taking herself into the pond. Her poor mama didn’t know what to do ~ except protect her from us ~ our good ranch neighbor who tried to help …Mama cow was having none of the cowboy’s tricks. She ended up on the other side of the pond which caused baby to swim across to her … The whole time, the rest of our little herd of 3 mamas and 3 babies were calling and calling …Simply put, shortly after crossing the pond, we watched the calf die. I had been praying to the helping angels and it seemed they answered with a hastened death. Since she was to go, and she was suffering, quicker is better. The other cows immediately stopped calling and went away. The mama stood grieving and as I turned away in sadness with our neighbor, I turned inwardly to gratitude. With a prayer of surrender similar to that of my ‘technical difficulty’ one, I affirmed divine order. The conversation that ensued, ended up bringing a huge shift in my dad and release for me. Sadly for my 90 year old dad, and in a blessed gift of grace for me, we will be letting the cows go later this year and our good neighbor will rent the fields for his cows grazing. Truly, divine order grace! Meanwhile, our grieving mama cow is most often found with the small herd but looking away from them. Here, another mama sits with her as she gazes into the flowing creek. Grief is real and deep for this mother and even though I can greet at least part of this situation with gratitude, I’m not sure how it soothes mama cow. I do believe she has grace. And in this and hopefully other moments, she has a friend. Sometimes, just to be gathered together is the greatest gift.Again, I thank you for being here and I do hope that you are able to garner gratitude for whatever gifts of grace you are facing. I really know how gratifying it is to affirm divine order when everything looks good and how challenging it is when things seem ‘wrong’. Yet I also have a deep appreciation of how gratitude grows the altitude of our well being on all levels … especially when we employ faith filled thankfulness for ALL. Truly, there is no spot where God is not and for that, I am forever grateful. Namaste, Love!
PlayShop THIS Sunday! SO grateful to be gathering!