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Friday, September 18, 2009
Posted by
Amaya Dana O'Duir
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4:09 PM
light bright, making things with light, what a sight makin' things with light bright
Times are a changin', honey, whether we like it or not.!Very soO o o O on we may come to realize that the time-space orientation of our bio-bodies is not just a 3-D landing pad for "mind" but is rather a multi-dimensional conduit for cosmic expression (always has been). Oh yesyes, we are quite attached to our reasoning faculties, to our 'gimme the proof, you poof' emphasis on the empirical evidence and the left-brain-heavy structures which define our man-made linear glories. However, if the real purpose of 'science' is to acknowledge and reveal the existence of a pattern or phenomenon which can't be observed directly, then we really don't need a dry and heartless approach to show us the things our eyes can't see. Follow the Heart!We gotta get down and FEEL it folks, and I mean REALLY feel it deeply. We got some serious collective numb-bum going on with all this sitting in front of televisions and computers, in cars, at office desks. The distorted twists-of-tale (or tail??) that we call our media continually bombard our psyches with over-stimulating sensory input which further desensitizes us. Add on to that chronic sleep deprivation (from overworking in order to make modern ends meet......the stress of the mortgage, the credit interest, the car payments, the insurance bills...etc.) , malnutrition (from the consumption of over-processed, chemically induced, GMO'ed, de-natured junk foods) and dehydration (from over consumption of caffeine-based products which drug us into a false sense of liquid power, as well as refined sugars and the lack of healthy drinking water because our corporate elite has bought and sold our clean rivers for bottled export) and then suddenly, you have a very muddled and very confused human mess in serious need of rehabilitation.
Just try and run some vital energy directly from Source into THAT discombobulation of parts, and you hardly know how to distinguish fact from fiction.
The TRUTH volume has been cranked up in a serious way these days! We need to get aligned with our hearts N-O-W (actually, the deadline was quite a number of yesterday's ago but..... better late than never) unless we really do want to continue being a clan of walking zombies remotely controlled by corporate agendas.
Has your life changed dramatically in the last year? New relationships, new jobs, serious health issues, or major life passages? GOOD! This means you're aligning with Spirit as expressed through Heart, which is precisely the "scientific' observation we need to be making at present. I hypothesize that if we're not living our lives authentically and truthfully we'll be taken out of the *light-bright* game somehow as a 'wake up call'. We might our jobs, or our finances will dry up, or our girlfriend will leave us. This is like a serious spinal adjustment from the cosmic chiro, everyone. If you snooze it-you loose it, so love it or leave it.
And the light bright game is super fun to play: brighten up the light of your heart's truth and follow it's lead to your highest destiny.
It sure looks pretty in the dark too..........
Posted by
Amaya Dana O'Duir
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2:30 PM
Monday, September 7, 2009
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Posted by
Amaya Dana O'Duir
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11:53 AM
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
my heart beats rhythms into vowels and consonants
There's something potent about grief that strips you naked to the core, lays bare-the-bone everything you have previously defined as your personality, your self-identity and your attachment to Self. Grief is like a little death, depending on the magnitude of your loss, because of it's capacity to radically transform your perceived reality almost instantaneously.And yet, there is also a certain sweetness in the marrow which urges you to find rebirth through your vital channels and discover creative expression in the unpretentious realms of your sadness, longing and disappointment. After all, grief desires to be heard, to be held, and to be understood.
Perhaps this is where an embedded consolation rests; in the undulating flow of ancient tears shed by the ancestors who link us through time with a very real, and a very human, shared emotional resonance. Maybe it's the Celtic ancestral blood in me, but the bitter-sweetness of my heart's lament inevitably morphs into an archetypal force seeking song or poetry or an elemental connection to powers of change far greater than lil' ol me and my heartache.
Sure, I could use EFT, take flower essences, do some EssentialEnergyBalancingReikiQuantumsomething-or-other, or stand on my head for long enough to have a paradigm shift just to transform it all but sometimes I rather like to revel in my ability to feel so deeeeeeeeeeeeeply. Okay, maybe I'm addicted to the endorphins but sometimes I just let it be. I let it course through me in torrential downpours so I can touch vulnerability as the natural polarity to my questing invincibility. There's something illicitly delicious about an impossible longing for an unattainable desire. It's what has historically spurred on the artistic brilliance of romantic poets, and dreamy painters, after all.
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I have long wondered if this unrequited longing is but a fibre of the essential longing for Divine Union with God/dess All That Is. And having been diluted into a less potent elixir called human relating, it invariably tires in over-domesticity, bringing stale disappointments while roaming the inner realms in search of the 'Kingdom of Heaven', the sacred lands of our Creator.
Our vertical connection with Source is indeed much different than our horizontal relations on the earth plane. Perhaps a marriage of the two, the ultimate union of Divine Spirit and Will, can exalt our relationships beyond their habitual, sometimes pedestrian entanglements of fear. To elevate our connections beyond the limitations of our love.
Traditional Healer Sobonfu Some spoke once of the Spirit present in each relationship, and the importance of directly acknowledging this Spirit as having been the original guiding element bringing two people together. In her Dagara tradition, this Spirit is actively "fed" through ceremony, prayer and sacred offerings as an honest plea to keep the relationship strong. Everyone you love has been brought to you by a Spirit who plays a vital role in the health and maintenance of your relationship. Everyone who loves you has come to you directly from God.
In the Living World, one plus one equals three, and the 'third' presence between two people is this Spirit, this higher link with our Creator. When we find our relationships becoming unhealthy in any way, the Spirit of Our Relationship can help us reconnect to the Universe and restore the living light to us. This requires conscious prayer and some simple offerings from the Heart toward Spirit. It can be this beautifully simple to restore the well-being of our relationships and to rediscover the higher purpose of all our relations.
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"I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. "
-excerpt from the Song of Solomon-
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Amaya Dana O'Duir
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7:19 PM
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