Originally written December 2012. Published almost a year later…not sure I finished it – but pretty close.
THE FLOW OF ENERGY
Have you ever seen Avatar? The movie that came out this time of year about 3 years ago or so?
I couldn’t help but think about this movie more and more over the weekend as I was trying to process what our nation had to behold last Friday.
I couldn’t help but think that something was different with this shooting than the ones prior…that something in the Soul of our Nation is stirring, awakening if you will.
I couldn’t help but think about what it must feel like to be so interconnected to one another, even to those on the other side of the nation or maybe even the world…to be so interconnected to the planet, to Its energy that when something happens to one of us – no matter if it happens to a human or an animal or a tree – that we would feel that deep in our souls.
That this interconnectedness could be a source of great joy, but also a great source of pain…one in which we couldn’t help but feel the sorrow and pain of death, of destruction, of violence…of the way things were not meant to be.
This is the best excerpt I can find of the movie, but to really drink in deeply the message I would suggest watching the entire thing…putting yourself in both the shoes of the natives and in the shoes of those who portray the System of our own world here on Earth.
As I sat on my yoga mat on Monday morning after yet another restless night of sleep, as I started to think about my intention for my practice that day…that is when the tears started to come. The sobs, deep gut wrenching sobs I did my best to still keep at a minimum as to not wake my kids. They would come and go, those sobs…for the rest of that day. It was a rainy day – and one with a few other painful events already on the bill…it will be a day I will not likely forget for a long time.
As I sat there crying, I began to think over what I had been discovering about the Masculine in the world and in me…that the Masculine is the part in us that never changes. It is the part that has been constant in us for as long as we can recall. It is like Father God, never changing, as constant as the rising sun each morning. For those of us that have trust issues around men and the masculine, learning to trust that internal masculine side of us – well lets just say it can be hard.
However, I believe I came to a white flag with myself on Monday. Seeing that I have found some good Masculine in the world as of late, I think my subconscious mind and my heart are softening towards the Masculine in me. With that I am finding that part of my soul that has been constant from the beginning of my recollection…and that is the fact that I am deeply moved, I would even say personally wounded in my soul at injustice. Yet at the same time, I am deeply flooded with Love for my fellow humans that I can no longer ignore. This is my constant, this is my sun…this is to be my compass going forward.
