"At the deepest level, it does not really matter where you
seek this path because it is everywhere."
~Jim Finely
Making a specific record of the reading and the reflection doesn't seem to have energy this week.
But this I can say:
What I am interested in, have been interested in for a long time is the contemplative path. What I'm not interested in is Lord, is Master, is pleasing, is obedience. Bullshit crap from my childhood. This is the god of my childhood and I'm not interested in that god. Lords and masters are MEN. Pleasing and obedient are what little girls are trained to be; what little girls and women care crippled by and punished for not being enough of, for being too much. Also, at least for now, I won't be bowing. I am not religious, I am not Christian, I am not a Catholic. I don't need to bow to show my love.
Thank you, Beloved. I now know something about what you are not. And what I am not.
Pluto transiting the 9th house wants every nook and cranny explored; wants anything, ANYTHING that does not work, that does not personally speak to the deepest meaning, to be burned away. I burn away lord, master, pleasing, obedience.
From the ashes comes speaking from my heart to the Beloved; speaking my truth; speaking what resonates with me; speaking what is true for me. In "prayer," questioning, exploring, sharing ALL feelings. What I feel in my heart. Not words of my head, words are so nearly impossible here.
My path will be ~is~ of the heart. My path will be not as a child of patriarchy, a child of christianity, but a soul filled with wonder; a heart alive with love, love for nature, our stunning earth home and all of its creation; my beloved family, life itself. The Beloved I hope. My path may include this mystic journey with Jim Finley. It may include the rosary. It will include the divine feminine, who came to me so strongly in my mediation two mornings ago. Who blessed my journey and also my body. Who blesses a full-bodied experience; who knows that the body, that the heart, that pleasure even, is sacred. Who blessed my truth telling.
No surprise that I pulled the Diamond Heart Seed Crystal card this week.
"The deepest chamber of the heart holds the feeling and language that communicates directly with source. It gives us the gift of unconditional love and peace.
From this episode~
In the spiritual life, to know that you're known, and to say that to speak is to know that you are heard.
God is a presence, a presence-ing.
It's hard work being a human being. There's so much going on. And you can get the feeling that there's something missing in this, in the complexities of life, it's not easy, and there's a sense that we are lonely for ourself, that is we are lonely for the depth for ourself and for the depths of God. We get this feeling that we're skimming over the surface of the depths of our own life and this tendency is all the more regrettable in that god's oneness with us is hidden in the depths over which we are skimming.
A meditation practice is our commitment to any act which when we give ourselves over to it with our whole heart it takes us to the deeper place. So our practice might be tending the roses, it might be the long, slow walk to no place in particular, fidelity to a quiet hour alone at day's end, being vulnerable in the presence of that person in whose presence we are taken to the deeper place. To slow down enough to be present to the presence of G.
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