The Moment of NOW
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Wed, January 2, 2008 - 2:55 PMComing home was something I was petrifyed of doing when I left. I went as far as to break the curse of "returning to the Shawangunk mountains" by throwing not just a stone into the Wallkill River, but a boulder (aided by my old housemate Justin and a few glasses of beer). Results: I still returned. Why? Because this is my home and I had to leave to realize just how proud I am to be here, among the people I love, the mountains that, no matter how many times I climb them, still seem to take my breath away.
I recognized my strengths and weaknesses when it comes to realtionships, to other people, to myself, to lovers, to partners, to my environment.
Imani told me I had a lesson in realizing just how healthy I am.
Jacob said to me: "I suspect that is what you do, hop around touching things, pouring your light into them."
At least that's what I try to put out there...helping people recognize their beauty within. Only this time I am doing it with grace and caution. I will not let go of myself in the process. Because really part of the process is for me to realize my own beauty...a beauty I allowed others to cloud, shadow and try and take from me.
Ghandi said: "be the change you want to see in the world." So I'm trying. I am trying by way of my everyday interactions with people. There is a war OUT THERE. Where we CAN't see it. AND there is a war IN HERE. Inside ourselves that we choose to ignore.
Pete said he wanted to do something huge and change the world.
The way we heal is through our connection with each other. The way we cahnge the world is in our everyday reactions and interactions with each other and our environment. We have choices. We can choose to treat each other with love, honesty and respect, or we can choose to speak violently, harshly, lying about what is true for ourselves. The way of violence will perpetuate the war inside us and overseas...and on our streets...
Ani said: "The world owes me nothing, we owe each other the world." I am dedicated to reminding and reflecting to people their beauty and talents, and truth and their essence. We are all artists...it's finding our medium that sometimes takes a bit too long. Therein lies the struggle.
Tori Amos said "Diversity Creates Wholeness." And this is what I learned on the road.
And this is why I am creating this page: to honor the people in my life who have shown me parts of myself I didnt know existed...the dark and the light. And this page is also dediacted to the parts of myself that sometimes go overlooked and overshadowed.
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Wed, January 2, 2008 - 6:31 PM
You've had a strange and wonderful sort of vision quest. You've done what so many of us have wanted to do but were too afraid to do it. Your courage to go "into the wilderness", face your demons and your allies, has served you well, as you came home again whole and renewed.
I know exactly what you mean, only here we call Stockton the "Black Hole", because so many of us have tried to leave and we keep coming back. It's happened to me...TWICE...not fun. Now we're thinking about moving for good...the question is, where. Bless you and your friends, they are mini-Ohana :) |
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Wed, January 2, 2008 - 6:41 PM
oh dear one, I feel I have been on a similar quest, but it continues, and I cannot rest yet. But I wanted to say the Hudson valley calls me in a particularly magical way, even though I grew up in the pristine meadows and forests of the far north - there really is something special there. My Japanese healer friend wise woman says my eyes shine with strength in the HV, and I bet yours do too!! :)
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Wed, January 2, 2008 - 8:26 PM
good quote
"A pilgrimage is not a vacation; it is a transformational journey during which significant change takes place. New insights are given. Deeper understanding is attained. New and old places in the heart are visited. Blessings are received. Healing takes place. On return from the pilgrimage, life is seen with different eyes."
-Sister Macrina Wiederkehr, O.S.B. |
