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What Grows in Darkness

01 Friday Feb 2013

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“You darkness, that I come from,

I love you more than all the fires

that fence in the world,

for the fire makes

a circle of light for everyone,

and then no one outside learns of you.

But the darkness pulls in everything:

Shapes and fires, animals and myself,

How easily it gathers them!-

Powers and people-

And it is possible a great energy

Is moving near me.

I have faith in nights.”

Rilke, trans. Robert Bly

Like the darkness of the womb, like the land of po in Hawaiian cosmology, it is in the dark that new life sparks, creative possibilities arise.  The earth is born from this place.  The seeds of the future are the mammalian eggs, the Mother capacity for conception.  It is the Young Ones, not the human children we may or may not have borne, but the seeds of our imaginations, our dreams and holy desires, the Young Ones of the New Story, the Not Yet who beckons from the future.  We are fertile with possibility.

Happy Solstice! Another opportunity for transition.

21 Friday Dec 2012

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“You darkness, that I come from,

I love you more than all the fires

that fence in the world,

for the fire makes

a circle of light for everyone,

and then no one outside learns of you.

But the darkness pulls in everything:

Shapes and fires, animals and myself,

How easily it gathers them!-

Powers and people-

And it is possible a great energy

Is moving near me.

I have faith in nights.”

– Rilke, trans.  Robert Bly

Today is the shortest day of the year, and the longest night.  These three days when the sun seems to stand still are days for reflection.  A time to listen for inner wisdom.  A pause to imagine, to make images, to make magic, as we seed the future world we want to live in, a world in which it will be easier to love.

In the turning of the wheel of life, as the days begin to grow longer, the light stronger, we welcome and celebrate the dawn of a new consciousness.  The light that is returning this year is the resurgence of the sacred Feminine, for a rebalancing of masculine and feminine in our culture, and worldwide.  We have been in a long period of turbulence, of chaos.  But from an understanding of new science that corresponds to spiritual teachings, out of darkness and chaos emerges new life, a new consciousness, a new order.  Creativity unfolds.  We too, both unfold into new life and are co-creators in this envisioning, this manifesting.

At this time in history, the end of a twenty-six thousand year cycle, according to the Mayan calendar, we begin anew.  It is the women who must lead the evolution of consciousness, the healing of our fragmented selves, mirrored in a fragmented world.

There is a new way of being.  A new story of self that emerges from the lived experience of women around the world.  And from the emergence of the dynamic, transformative, Divine Feminine returning to the world from the collective unconscious, from the dark mysterious womb space where news ideas are born.  Images made.  Creative solutions found.  This is the time to open to the possibilities you carry in every cell of your body.  The possibility of birthing a new you, a new world.

Joseph Campbell said at the end of his life that we need a new planetary mythology, one based on the crisis and conditions of our times.  The time is now.  The urgency we feel is mirrored in the prophecies from  indigenous wisdom keepers.  We feel it in the collective energy gathering for “Birth 2012.”  There are many new possibilities that arise from the fundamental truth that we are all connected, we are interdependent, part of each other, part of nature, part of the Divine.  And we are learning, again and newly, that our thoughts, intentions, beliefs and holy desires co-create the world we live in.  We are all storytellers.  We participate at every moment in supporting or challenging the existing myths of women’s place in the world.  We can no longer live with the old stories.  The world needs our transformational stories, voice, dreams, leadership.  What is our dream for the world we want to live in?  Every being has a song, a spark of the divine fire, holy desires which can serve the world.

It is critically important at this time for women to own their wisdom and power and bring them onto the biggest stage possible.  After the Winter Solstice, we make our plans for creative acts, finding courage, confidence and community to express our feminine power and visions through the collective heart.

We must address and dispel our fears and misconceptions of feminine power so that we may express and act with our power, our authority, our wisdom, to transform the world.  Whatever your medicine is, this is the time to offer it.

Tend your inner fire.

Be on fire with your love of the world.

I ask you, dear reader: What is ending in you?

What do you have inside you are ready to let go of?

What is the seed, the spark, that you will carry into the New Year, the fire of your wisdom, power, and love?

The Beginning is Now

09 Tuesday Oct 2012

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“We must come to the end before a new beginning can come to us.” – Helene Cixous

This is a singular moment, a time of transition for the world. The old order dissolves. The world is hungry for a vision, a new planetary mythology. It is emerging from women like you, carrying the energy of the dynamic, transformative Feminine, or what I call The Wild feminine.

The map of the psyche and the map of the world are mirror images of the same story.   When we restore and reclaim the wild and sacred feminine, and honor women, we heal the fragmented and unbalanced world.

This site, this blog, is a place for you to be inspired, with poetry, images, women’s stories. To connect to your creativity, to use your power and the wisdom of your intuition, your multifaceted intellect, your caring heart. For you to share your story of big dreams, bold visions, what beings you joy. We will accompany and support you. The world is as you dream it. Dream big, dream peace, dream love.

In this time of chaos, we have a wealth of possible futures, and a role as participant co-creators to play. This is the Time, the holy moment of Now. New creative possibilities are within our grasp. The time is ripe for a leap into a new order, a new consciousness. We can birth ourselves into a new adventure.  The path is not linear, nor predictable, but it is purposeful. We move along a spiral path, sometimes in turbulence for a long time, until in an instant, a seed, a small catalyst, springs us into a new being.

As dreamers, we are all wisdom keepers. We are made of stardust, we have the moon, sun and galaxies within.

We are pilgrims, pioneers, pathfinders, parents of the new story, the new world. Come out come out, wherever you are! Stick your neck out. The world needs your passion, your wisdom, your spark of insight that will transform our future.

Love what feeds you. Love your desires, they are holy. Love your challenges. Love the wild and sacred feminine energy within you and all around you. Love your fire. New lands will come from all this.

You have new stories of self to tell. You see a new map for the world. We must find ways to open a pathway, a wellspring, for others. To express and use what you have learned. Show it. Share what you see.

Do not worry that you are too small, just one person, or too young or too old or any of those falsehoods. This is exactly the right time for you to speak out and step up.

As I write these words sitting on my deck, a female Anna’s hummingbird, shimmering green with a red patch at her throat, sweeps down to the potted scarlet penstemon. As she dances from blossom to blossom, my heart opens with joy, the magic and beauty of her aliveness, and mine. I think of her huge heart, beating over 1,000 times a minute. Her tenacity and fierceness, her strength, migrating 2,000 miles twice a year. How is that possible? On cold nights, she can go into torpor, seem dead, but rises with the sun. Resurrected. Able to fly in all directions, to hover, timeless, the hummingbird carries our prayers to the gods, and returns with answers. A messenger from the gods. A stopper of time. The ability to do the seemingly impossible.

Follow the sweetness of your life. Know that you are both human and Divine. And like the hummingbird in the Pueblo story, know that the little bit of water you bring to a world on fire is all that is required. It will do. Hummingbirds remind us to be tireless in pursuing our joy, fierce in protecting what has meaning and value, that our essence is joy.

“Now is the time to know

That all that you do is sacred…”

– Hafiz

Sing your soul song. Create a song so strong it can carry us into a new future.