I’ve been noticing that as people begin standing in their truths and speaking their minds more and more, there is often a subtle (but sometimes blatant) energy that comes from having such strong opinions, which in turns triggers those who hold an opposing or different viewpoint. Sometimes, I find myself debating whether or not to comment – for or against either side. After all, it is just their opinion and we’re all entitled to have one. Right now, I’m witnessing a lot of division between those embracing their newfound expressions of multi-dimensionality and those still entrenched in older paradigm… I know the majority of us are doing our best to straddle the boundaries of both.
Lately, there seems to be a big divide between those shifting into a new reality, doing a lot of the inner work along the way – mining the dross of old traumas and wounds for gems and doing their shadow work.. step into a new place of being. Then there are others who command kudos because of their pseudo-intellectual gift of the gab who don’t seem to be able to get out of their left brain transit lanes long enough to envision other possibilities and realities outside of their elitist view points. People seem to have picked up one end of the stick and painted the other opposing opinion or group with one gigantic broad brush stroke. Judgment or discerning observation – you choose.
Why are we still making generalisations about each other when we all have something to learn, share and offer each other? The other day I read a comment by someone (a positive yahoo type) who’s response to another friend expressing his depth of a painful breakup was that “it was boring to read”. Really? Seriously. Just because you’ve found your way out of your own dark cesspool and never want to enter the dark night of your soul again doesn’t mean you should trivialise another person going their process. Sure, nobody wants to see anyone wallow in depression and self-pity for all eternity, but FFS… let’s try not to be such spiritually enlightened elitist divas about it. Have compassion and dignity for another’s experience and hold some genuine heart-space for them. (more…)
Another year about to end… and what a relief, ’cause it’s been a damn delirious doozy!
Is it even possible to distill a year’s experience in a page or two? Many of us out there went through the mac daddy wringer of all cosmic washing cycles. Like groundhog day, it seemed as if the cosmic dial was stuck on repeat. Just when you thought it was the final FINAL rinse, the dial went back to the start position for another spin… for the zillionth time. Being dumped by freaky tsunami waves and clawing my way out of the quagmire of my psyche’s quicksand happened more times than I cared to count.
Some of you know what I mean.
The paradigm shift that is upon us has nestled itself into the bosom of our cosmic heart and brought with it a chaotic cacophony of sometimes comical proportions, as much as it has epic catharsis, epiphanies and rebirth. My own personal journey reflected a fluctuating *shift*storm, but somehow managed to bestow some genuine surprises upon me from the universe. Who knew she could be a cosmic fairy godmother in drag disguise?
This was probably one of the most intense years this decade for me. I know I wasn’t the only one.
A part of me found myself oscillating between self-censorship and brazen transparency – conscious of the stories I put on my own experiences and as much as I don’t want to be dictated by ‘negative’ experiences, I do want to honour and acknowledge the journey that brought me ‘here and now’ without judging it. Many tell us to ‘drop our (old) story’ – in favour of telling a new, more empowering one and I agree to a point. Being a Jungian ‘therapist of the psyche’, I’m not one to indulge in spiritual bypassing and I have no qualms about dancing with my shadow and embracing nuggets of gold that seek illumination, integration and compassion. Being somewhat of a shadow whisperer, I’m no stranger to its presence – as watcher and sentinel during the last decade or so. (more…)
Maybe you’ve seen this image and quote go viral on Facebook – as with lots of quotes.
Although I can’t take credit for the words of wisdom, I was the original poster of this message last year. I believe it was also re-posted and shared by the likes of Gregg Braden and many others.
I mention this not to gain kudos or recognition, but to highlight the deeply resonant essence at the very heart of this message and my reason for writing this article. Whether one is teacher, author, speaker, guru, healer or student, there is a deep and humble poignancy captured in this quote.
Everywhere around us, our inboxes are being bombarded with special offers of content, trainings and workshops to tantalise our already overloaded minds with the latest healing modality or get-rich-quick scheme. Someone somewhere has figured out how to hook you into a niche market.
We stand, poised on the cusp of a new era. These interesting times see us at (r)evolutionary cross-roads, heralding a transition of epic proportions. The old guard is changing. The new is being birthed before our very eyes and circling in the domain of our cosmic hearts.
And while I don’t really intend to get all “woo-woo” wisdom in your face, a part of me does in fact want to plunge you deep into the etheric regions of the soul—beyond the precipice of the matrix and the current crumbling paradigm. (more…)
It appears I abandoned my blog for another year in a row. My last entry was in Sept 2012. Oops. What can I say? Life…
I’ve spent the last 6 months living in Bali. I promise to write a blog about that later on… but for now, I wanted to share a recent experience I had, while living here on the island of paradise. Yep. The kind that turned me into an unwitting, but eventually not unwilling ‘cougar’.
I’m posting this exactly 4 weeks to the day he left…
I know it sounds cliched…
…but he came out of nowhere and I wasn’t expecting it.
I’d already been single for 3 years. My last relationship ended in a slow burning combustion edging towards insanity.
The betrayal was fierce. I never wore the engagement ring. The ex’s infidelity stung like a fresh razor cut, so I was in no rush to get involved again anytime soon.
At 30+, I’d resigned myself to being a spinster. It was either that, or being the next Black Dahlia. You think I’m joking… (more…)
It’s been months since I’ve written an update.
For the most part, I’ve been playing the silent witness and neutral observer to my own radical inner shifts and also within other circles of connections.
Watching the pendulum swinging wildly from one extreme to the other and back to centre – but only fleetingly – before finding myself surfing the next tsunami, has been such a trip.
I know I haven’t been alone in that energetic roller coaster ride. The manic states, loony-bin laughter, euphoric bliss and everything in between is much like taking a huge psychedelic trip followed by a gigantic spliff from Puff the magic dragon.
Yes, I’m being metaphorical here, but if you haven’t already been in the galactic spin cycle – wash, rinse and repeat a zillion times – just wait your turn. I’m reminded of being a character in Hunter S Thompson’s ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’ – only it’s ‘Frolicking and Levitating in Los Limbos’ for me. You can take that as a warning or exciting anticipation.
We seed and create our own reality. What are you creating?
What I have come to appreciate is perspective. Some months ago I found myself ‘homeless’ and spent a night out under stars, quite literally on the streets. It brought me to a different level of appreciation for life, for love, for things that matter. Being on social media also gives me a lot of perspective, witnessing what others are going through – the transitions of loved ones passing on, the trials and tribulations of this journey of ascension, heck … just life in general – more importantly the beautiful souls who have every reason to break down and cry, yet are online daily, posting supportive comments and inspiring others during these shifting times.
These are the people that have my utmost respect and compassion. (more…)
I’ve been moonlighting on various other assignments and projects, including being an editor on another site and have somewhat neglected expressing myself in my own space – except for Facebook – and become the neutral observer and silent witness.
I’m back now and hopefully the blog will be taking a wee bit of a quirky turn from its original theme.
Some readers may remember the betrayal of a partner a few years ago which led to the birth of this blog becoming a charged mission to tell the truth at all costs. I’m still an advocate of absolute integrity and radical transparency. That hasn’t changed, but the energy has softened somewhat.
Let’s just say – I’ve chilled out a bit and my interests have taken on whole new life forms of their own. I’ll still be posting articles that resonate – on all things love and sacred – but will also be incorporating broader themes on consciousness, mysticism and spiritual alchemy, as well as my own personal rants, raves and ramblings on just about everything in between.
I’m a changed woman. More of a multidimensional quirky being from the wild purple yonder. WILD!