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Balance Point

28 Saturday Mar 2015

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IMG_0510When planting a bare rooted tree it is easy to see the tree’s hilt. The hilt can be found at a shift in the line of the trunk just above the roots. This spot is the balance point between Heaven and Earth, the Seen and Unseen. If the hilt of the tree is given too much to the earth, the tree will die. Similarly if the tree is given too much to the air the tree will also die. For the tree to thrive, the hilt must be placed at the balance point between Heaven and Earth.

This is a wonderful mirror for our breath. It thrives when placed at the balance between Heaven and Earth, Love and Fear. For us the balance point is found within our hearts. With open pathways, we breathe energy up from the earth as we breathe energy down from the heavens. Blended in balance, these become greater than the sum of their parts. This enhanced energetic flow nurtures our entire body and straightens the healing energy that flows from our hands.

Making room in our hearts, breathing free the stuck energy of “encapsulated trauma”* clears the way for our energy to flow freely into and through our hearts. This shift in energy is directly reflected in the aura of the planet.

*Situations that cause us to stop breathing out of fear will generate opinions of self, world or other Become “encapsulated”

Listening and Responding

22 Sunday Mar 2015

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Third Avenue Palyhouse.- 2003

Listening and responding in each moment wile we roll through the past into and beyond now. What a wonderful way to live our lives. Free from fear or limiting thoughts. In contrast, many of us spend time and energy wondering or worrying about the future or the past. For many “living in the moment” is a thought or a wish. How can we open our attention to the here and now? How can we experience deep listening and responding? Improvisational Drumming has helped me with all of the above.

It is amazing how focus can change when a group of strangers connect and share several deep and clearing breaths. There is a circuit that is completed when we connect physically and share our breath. By doing this we can align the disparate rhythms we find within our selves and or align many bodies together for a task or project

One summer I was framing a house with friends. At the end of the day three scraggy V’s came a honking overhead. As we stood among the roof rafters the honking amplified as three V’s broke into chaos. The spike in honking persisted as the massive group made three distinct attempts to merge into a single massive V.

To our amazement after the first two failed, the third attempt was a gift to witness. In the blink of an eye chaos shifted into order. The honking mellowed as the community settled into a huge and grace-filled V.  In this way we can breathe the dispirited parts of our selves back together or help unify a group through breath and drumming. The breath makes the connection the drumming plays with that connection. This is a fun way to  set and affirm active responses based in respect and dignity.

Each time I lead drummings, at some point wonder drops in as a group of recent, non-musical strangers respond and listen having fun making lovely music. Together we thrive and grow.

Hot Water Outdoor Rebirth

21 Saturday Mar 2015

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The misty heat of the hot tub embraces my body. Floating on my back, my arms open to the sky. Grand oaks lush with leaves sift brilliant blue. I begin a deep full breath laden with the moist life of the fertile woods. The more I take this sweet air into my body, the more I am given to the air itself. Crisp sounds of the woodland rush in as my ears are resurrected from waters muffling embrace. Bird-songs float down from the rustling leaves. Lungs filled, I feel renewed as if I had been born of this water, into this life-filled forest.

In a flowing movement my breath’s tide turns, releasing air from my body. I melt into the waters warmth. Slowly the water comes to surrounds every fold and follicle of my body. Muffled sounds of waters’ embrace pull me further from the vibrant life of the forest. Eyes close as water begins to gently push on my lashes. I let go, releasing my life.

A deeper sense of withdrawing grows within me. Energy flowing out into the water quickens as I sink deeper, now fully embraced in this womb of water. Only my nose left open to the air. I melt into this moment, the deep peaceful sleep of winter bear’s cave.

From this depth of silence, it was love that saturated my heart. Thirst for life brought the flow of air back into my lungs, awakening from a bath of love. Excitement flared within me as blissful curiosity for light and air rose up within me, once again, reborn.

Health Conscious?

19 Thursday Mar 2015

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ConnectionTwekedcopy    If we are health conscious about finding the right amount of activity that keeps us agile or developing local food choices that optimize our bodies function, we than may be interested in optimizing the effects of higher oxygen intake. Our breath offers us a spectrum of movement. On the shallow or still end if it, challenging  persistent health issues can often be found, along with lack of movement in life and body. Deepening our breath, maximizing our oxygen and letting our bodies respond to our breath supports a healthy energetic life clear of shadows.

Choose Healing

15 Sunday Mar 2015

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When I cut my finger my body heals it voluntarily. If an infection enters, my fever will automatically burn it off. When events from early life leave me fearful or numb, it is my breath that waits for my choosing.
The ability of our breath to heal our emotional and spiritual scars is a fundamental function of breath that constantly awaits our focus.

Working With the Power of the Moon

01 Thursday Mar 2012

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Our lives, like the tides, dance within the influences of the moon’s phases. Weather it is the diminishing energy of its waning or the strengthening force of its journey to fullness. With our focus and attention we can incorporate the strength and support of these influences in forging changes in our lives.

When focusing on letting go of a familiar habit or mind-set working with the energy of the full moon is best. Writing out just what it is you are letting go of and burning it as the moon passes from it fullness spilling its light and its strength over the tides.

This is contrast to the energy of the new moon. Ancient peoples worked with the energies of the new moon when planting seed or transplanting seedlings. So planting the seeds of new choices in our lives just as the moon begins its journey from darkness to light supports our ability bring more light to the dark places within us.

The growing or diminishing light and magnetic pull of the moon is an ancient force that has a profound effect on us and our planet. Its force can be a powerful tool we can use to help transform our lives

Fawn

12 Thursday Jan 2012

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Silent timeless morning, gray mist dances by dawn’s light, gracing all things with a divine glow. Faun you surprise me, transport me, awaken me to what is real. Large moist eyes rest as your soft mouth gently chews dew soaked grasses. My emotions pour, soaking me with love and appreciation. Leaving behind the boredom that happens when too much time is spent waiting for the next new convenience.

In this moment I feel the mist that moistens the deep dark eyes of the fawn, unlike moments before. Sitting quietly in the kitchen, steam from my coffee dances upon warm toast. I break my fast without reverence, without the mist that touches all things.

It is not my first instinct to let such mist dance in my heart and soul. With your dew soaked invitation I release into the mist. It swirls through my heart, mind and soul showing me that love is pervasive and ever-present. My Memory gifts me with sadness. Feeling the mist freely dancing places that gift before me. Its wrappings untouched I walk from it.

A dry wind comes to where mist swirled and floated. Again I an idle, less comfortable yet more at home. Another silent breakfast hot coffee warm toast, consuming with out nourishment. Words read, lists I plot and name tomorrow’s shoulds. My body feeds its self while my mind reads yesterdays news.

With in my heart I do not notice the unopened gift from which the dry dusty air flows. Submerged in hollow solitude, will my dismembered isolation be unveiled to me? The dust I choose to see has been my home. In the absence of comparison dust becomes mist with a questioning feeling that if followed would lead to the gift wrapped in sadness.

What is this fear wrapped gift? What blessings could there be in such an obstacle? To unveil the mist, this dense box must be opened. Dry wind blowing from its obscured interior blinds me. Apprehension burns my hands as I tug on its bow. Long deep breaths cool my hands as I acknowledge this unfolding. Tears come, gathering along my lashes, witnessing truth, cleansing my vision falling from my lashes my tears herald the mist. As acceptance morphs into forgiveness the mist grows thick around me.

Looking into the box my ego’s reflex to fire a spit hurling yell releases into a deep cleansing exhale. Such protests I am spent in making. Mist blooms deep within me. My heart opens to the cleansing waters of rebirth. Fawn, I have come to your calling, answering an invitation penned in my own hand, delivered in the chilly mist of morning, through the depths of your eyes.