I notice how we all long to be our true selves, the Eagles! But we are surrounded by the likes of the farmer who want us to stay where we are and there are parts within us which play the farmer.
Also interestingly there are people like the naturalist and also parts within us that if we heed to will surely help us soar great heights and be our true selves!! Whoa!!! I see how in my life I have held myself back , played the farmer , just to feel that false sense of safety, I am still in that chicken farm!! A lil while more to take to the sky!
Community to me means coming in unity. But it's not an easy thing to build or keep a community together or even be a dedicated member of the community. I have seen a mentor build a community of empaths from scratch. I have seen it grow and then I have seen it grow week because of the diminishing energy contributions. I also saw how that energy lives in each member and seeks to be nourished and wants to flourish into that collective force that can wrap each and all of us in its care .
To be in a community is drawing so much and giving a bit and enabling the flow of life energy and I notice my identity and entity being formed by and also contributing to the form of the community.
I think love from complexity is divine Grace! And complexity from love is.. is that too a form of Grace? That allows us to appreciate life, love, complexity and grow ?
I can't really think of a dangerous situation but there was a time when I was disillusioned with my work and was violent in my thinking about the setup and the supervisor and her supervisor. In a fit of rage and disappointment, I submitted my paper and was sure my supervisor would face the music from higher ups who had to accept the resignation.
Meanwhile my supervisor seemd to have sensed that and she fell sick and had to be admitted for High BP. Though my team members said she was a drama queen and I need not worry, I thought as a fellow human I would do what was in my control and I withdrew my application without mentioning any reasons. My supervisor got better but because of my withdrawal her supervisor labelled me erratic, whimsical and I was denied promotion that year despite stellar performance. I was disappointed , also angry and helpless but I could connect to my compassion over a period of time. I could see his PoV and felt some warmth and respect despite a sense of mourning for the closed views he held . Being home helps me see the others needs beyond the tip, sometimes ( most times is apt ) I can't see beyond the knife and draw my daggers out but the frequency is now decreasing gradually but consistently. Again divine Grace that helps me stay home in compassion consciousness.
Alters my thinking!! Wondering how consciousness of self seems to be a task to be avoided . Ofcourse it's easier to get into a lot of hard work then to sit with our own pain and grief and why would we not choose easy? Except when we are ready to liberate ourselves from the fear of pain!
There is not much fun to water without flow! Stagnant pools of water just breed insects and have to be poured out. Flow makes everything, water, money, care, love, contribution....a useful resource. It gives a sense of abundance coming from the faith that I have and shall receive enough!! Wow.
I have been in Ottos class and this was one of my first lessons in listening. Though I struggle sometimes, I am mostly at the empathic level and in moments of deep resonance and care, I access my generative ability and it's a wonder!! I also use downloading and factual listening to breeze through my routine tasks but they are the styles of my 'doing', the robotic and ego me which needs to be saved, not the ' being', the true me that's connected to all being and is woven , embedded in to the universe
On Jul 5, 2024 Madhuri wrote on The Eagle And The Chicken, by Jamie Glenn: