dark
I woke up the other morning deep in solstice-adjacent despair,
an absolutely perfect turn of phrase that I am borrowing from Erin,
and (until she gave it a name and I realized what it was),
it was painful and baffling
But yes, of course,
it is terribly dark (in this hemisphere)
(but also, like, metaphorically)
(and in the news)
and all too much,
and this burrowing is a form of cocoon,
these days of passage from one year to the next,
when reflection — both the candlelight kind and the turning-inward,
is most needed but we are also busy, with holidays and
end-of-year scrambling,
and we are tired and culture wants us to
see all the people and make resolutions or take up running or whatever,
and it is all completely exhausting
clues revealed during a long sweet yoga
can I emanate good thoughts like incense around me
can I trust what is resonant (and do this through being more resonant)
what if illuminated is eliminated?
a flash of an image: lighting a bonfire,
igniting all that is no longer yes, letting it burn away with ease, bye
clues from a dance lesson
apply ease
move a little to get a lot
DO LOTS OF NOTHNG while increasing connection
breathe the dance
and if you’re too tired to implement the new learning, just go home and rest, babe
(no point in reinforcing old muscle memory)
(and anyway rest is a door to integration)
noticing
this month has been so intensely stressful that I’ve actually stopped stressing over
the usual things, most things in fact, as if a limit was reached, and that is that,
no room left to care about that stuff,
so now I am calm and steady where I used to be tense,
because I just do not have any more bandwidth to fret/obsess
about any of the things that used to matter to me
I go to bed and ask for things to solve themselves while I sleep,
come on secret solutions,
do your thing
because I can’t,
and I’m fine with that
what needs to change in my environment?
I asked this question, skipping it like a stone, of my secret mystery project,
which has to do with climbing,
but I’m not sure yet if that is metaphorical or not
me: hey mysterious project, what needs to change in my environment?
project: you could go UP!
me: I could??
project: you could, yeah!
me: up like upstairs, out of the subterranean spaces? up like higher ground? up like raise the price? up in the air? aerialist time? up like drive north and stay with J?
project, happily: SURE!
me: that is not helpful at all, friend, come on
project: you own a trampoline! you know about ascending! you need a raise! you need to rise! lots of things rise: bread but also smoke! heat rises! raise the roof!
me: whoa
a year ago
the librarian in the tiny utah town asked what my word for 2017 was
and I said FIERY, because turning fiery sounds
more fun than turning forty
she looked wary
are you sure, she said, because
you know you will get to know all aspects of fire,
not just the ones you want
I didn’t care, burn it all down,
I want passion and sparks,
intensity and wild beauty,
sure, let what needs to be destroyed be destroyed,
I will ride off into the sunset
and LET IT BURN
and of course you know what happened next
my beautiful love story immediately went up in flames
along with my ability to trust (myself? anyone?),
or even do basic life stuff like feed myself,
I forgot how to eat, how to even desire nourishment,
I became intimately close (closer than I wanted to be) with rage, fury, intensity,
I drove from the oregon coast to the red river gorge in kentucky,
and screamed at the sky
turning fiery has brought me to this powerful peaceful certainty,
this smoldering, this fierceness, this vitality of life
among the fiery learnings of this year
- oh how I love a bonfire
- emergence: the phoenix rising from the ashes is powerful, shining, glistening in the light
- yes, I can still build a fire quickly and efficiently and keep it going all night, I recently surprised a Nebraska farmer with this skill left over from the long winter of coal ovens, in a mostly-abandoned building in Berlin, so there
- I can breathe towards the place of fire in me, tending it with love and breath, my this is my eternal flame which, translated from hebrew is my forever-light or really my forever-candle, I can let my breath become brighter, I can let my internal space fill with light, I can remember that I am made of particles of light, a vessel made to house light
- burning down is not the same as over, the volcanic eruption of Mt St Helens, not that far from where I live, destroyed its surroundings, nothing left, life reduced to the microbe level, but just five years later tiny tree frogs, little flowers, life found its way back, everything might have been on fire in me this year but life will win
- see what is reflected in the flames, gather around a new hearth space
rising
yes it has been a FIERY RISING
this year of Turning Fiery,
this year of lava flow and emergence
a year of FIERY is ready to change form,
as the year of TRIUMPHANT comes in
what needs to happen for this to take place,
how does the door of ease open the passage?
intention
I am taking DO LOTS OF NOTHING as my theme,
when my dance teacher tells me to do this she means
[move less, react less, be patient, hang out and see],
and this is a lovely theme for ease and easing
but also I am thinking about how
hibernating is rejuvenating,
and how seeds do their thing under the surface
long before we see flowers and fruit,
can I do more nothing with powerful intention,
can I do nothing triumphantly,
trusting in the less and the ease,
trusting in the purpose, the intent, the seeds
a compass of opening to ease
OPEN TO EASE
OPEN TO EASE
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OPEN TO EASE
OPEN TO EASE
OPEN TO EASE
OPEN (SESAME!) TO EASE
light and light-hearted
days are getting longer now (in this hemisphere at least,
waving to my friends on the other side, passing you candles),
the sun came out today and melted most of the ice
what do I want
a solution to the mysteries, a solution so brilliant and sparkling that I
clap my hands with delight
a new refuge, a new sense of what that might be
the right people to sit with me around a fire
fewer projects, only the ones I feel intensely passionate towards
to feel the forever-candle in my heart, its warmth and glow
to breathe sweetness for myself
faith in the [aliveness of life, the spark of love], how it finds its way through fire and through all obstacles, real and perceived, all I need to do is keep breathing into my heart
light more candles
Invitation for this post!
You are welcome to share !!!! or anything sparked for you in this salve,
or seed any wishes, intentions or desired superpowers for the year to come,
glow love for Incoming You, whatever you like…
We remember that People Vary, we take care of ourselves as we need, we don’t give advice.
Here’s how we meet each other here: with great kindness, appreciation and love.
Lots of heart-glow over here for you and everyone who reads.
*Mmmmmmm*. What amazing, blazing treasure.
Now I’m thinking about Unearthing, my word for the coming year. It’s another elemental word, isn’t it? And I’m remembering your comment to me recently about the word’s connection to *ground*. I believe that will help me to keep my balance, remembering that I can be grounded as I dig beneath the surface.
Lighting a candle to welcome my incoming self, as I wriggle my toes into the rich earth…
Mmm superpowers of balance, power from the earth, grounded while discovering, wriggling! So much treasure to unearth JUST IN THE WORD!
Fire can burn it all down! but it can also warm gently. Fire warms the mug that you wrap your hands around and take comfort from.
<3<3
I’m trying to come up with a single word for ‘no, slow down EVEN MORE, it will Make the Things Better’ so that can be my word for 2018, but idk, maybe I’ll just use that.
OR PERHAPS I will use the word ‘leisurely’ with its meanings of ‘do the Things slowly’ but also ‘take time for me’ & ‘take time to do nothing’ & ALSO ‘swanning around leisurely in lovely flowy dresses’ which I plan to make like six more of this year.
Ooh I like this!
I really resonate with the idea that when you invite transformation (and fire) in, you don’t get to choose which aspects enter–the hard as well as the beautiful. When I lived in Delhi, I bought a picture of the goddess Durga astride a tiger and put it up in my kitchen. My landlord’s daughter came over and warned me that Durga was very powerful and fierce, and that I should watch out if I wanted to keep her in my home. My immediate reaction was that I wanted all of the fierceness; that I trusted her ferocity, that I wanted to align with it and develop it in myself. I never had cause to regret it.
Your writings about the years when things have burned and pots have smashed have given me hope for the reconfigurings in my own life. I hope yours continue to lead you in the direction you are meant to go. I trust that they will. <33
<3 thank you <3
It’s been a while since I checked this blog, I tend to do things in big chunks, so I’m reading from the top.
As I was reading this, I saw the word ‘hibernation’ and for some reason for a few moments I was With A Candle Inside An Ice Bubble. I felt the protective walls around me and I felt rather then saw the flickering light dancing on the ice crystals.
I’ve always wanted to hibernate in winter, to curl up and let the world go past, I think I’m always a bit slower as well, but somehow sometimes I feel that with that slowness comes a strength and a urge to keep going.
I had the urge to meditate and enjoy the feeling, but the little vision faded as soon as I blinked and looked away. I’m not sad though, how could I be? I’d felt something flicker inside me, I know it’s there now.
I’m a fiery person, at least, I think I am, I feel things intensely, like a burst of light and heat, then it fades to something more manageable, or something smoulders inside and waits for something to urge it awake. Perhaps that’s why I’ve felt my deeper monsters inside my stomach? They’re agitating the coals. Hello monsters, thanks for keeping the fire alight.
I have been burned once or twice by my fire, but I’m not about to put it out, not if I get moments like this when I feel something stir up at certain words or warm up my insides, even when that comes with the lightning fire that goes through my arms in reaction to anger. Even the negative things aren’t going to make me put out this fire, not right now anyway.
I’m not really sure why I wrote all this, perhaps because it’s my first time commenting and I always have so much to let out. I’ve wanted to comment for a while, been too logical and frightened to do so.
Sparkle points to me for writing this out.
More sparkle points for actually posting.
What a powerful and lovely image, the candle and the light on ice crystals, thank you for that. <3 <3 <3
Thank you for the smiles when I checked my email, and for the word that sparked the image. ^^ your words still sparkle in my mind.
Oh so much sparkle points for writing this out AND actually posting! I love what you’ve written, and resonate with both the fierceness and vulnerability, and particularly with “so much to let out”! Thankyou for sharing this *similes*
Thank You for replying, it’s always nice to know that the things my little monsters whisper aren’t true ^^
Sparklepoints for smiles all around.