11/28/09

Who Says?

How much of the stuff that you do this time of year gives you pleasure?

Can you stick to that and ditch the rest?

Can you insure that you get some time outside, even if it means bundling up?

Can you do your daily practice daily every day between now and December 31st?

I have a dear friend who always counsels, when faced with a decision: think about how you'll feel if you do this. Think about how you'll feel if you don't.

It's pretty good advice. The Wheel of the Year is winding down. Why can't you?

It takes 3 minutes to ground.

Posted by Hecate at 5:42 PM 0 comments Links to this post
So okay here I am having taken a moment to ground. I read this and was so moved by the words and thoughts.
I have been writing in public because of the dream I had years ago when amy was very little that "
the Voice" said to me "those are your words and thoughts and they are sacred and you should put them down"
so I wanted to find my group but I don't think that there is a group for me although I do have friends who like to come around and we like to do things together but they don't read my writing and it is witheringly personal and domestic and therefore limited to my narcississtic wailings.

It was the fear of Joyce reading what I was writing that woke me up to the need to transfer to this mode although I did like the thought of writing to the people I love-the Pagan Quakers and the astrology folk at AW and Starlight.
Over on Starlight there is much discussion of of beings from other dimensions watching over us. Today I found a discussion of orbs of light that can be captured by digital cameras in the dark. Well I wonder if that isn't a simple function of the digital camera without a light source-I don't know but flying around looking for beings from other dimensions is too ungrounded for me-I guess this is the current version of angels watching over us which I accept but do not dwell on.
I don't seem to have suffered too much from letting go of God as a great, big man a King in Heaven. I realize that that we are energy and that we come in through this and then we die. To me it seems simple that when we die "we" return to our origin but there is no way that we can "know" this in our life. I guess that is why the good fathers/mothers direct us to faith.
I was thinking of the women I have loved Hilldegard von Begin and others whose name escape me now but I was thinking that they produced so much about Jesus and God because they were literally trapped in the convents. There was no other life for them so they turned to what was available-prayer and meditation and song and healing the sick and producing medicines.
What I am touching here is that everything is within us. that is the secret.
I was dreaming about having met a wonderful teacher but knowing that I am not worthy, my sins are too deep-the sins of thievery and lying and the abandonment of my children these have left too deep a mark and my life is limited because of this and that will have to be okay although I was allowed to see how these things worked. The teacher thought that I would be okay but there was way too much that I don't understand-the people I work with thought that I was unsuited to the advancement.
Strange that I would have that dream when I feel more acceptance of myself now than I ever have although talking with Valerie and Shawn stirs up all the old pain and Lisa's death will always be pain-I will always wonder if I could have helped.