Mystic Without a Monastery

Yesterday’s post left me wanting….to say more, to share more, to open those spaces that live so deep inside ourselves we live in too much fear of what might happen when we open them up. Time was short, I felt I had much to say, and while in the middle of writing I realized I was touching upon bits and pieces that truly were an entire sharing of their own. It’s one of those times when it felt as though many threads were lined up waiting for their turn to be woven into the written story, only to find themselves all jumbled up into one great ball of ‘stuff.’

I’m not sure just where to go from there, how to unwind it all, approaching each piece as its own even while maintaining some semblance of Flow. So that’s it, isn’t it? Flow. Let go of trying to make sense of it all and allow IT to move ME. Become as the reed that moves with the wind or downstream with the river’s currents, and allow myself to become One with the Flow.

It was an odd thing to share some of the intimacy of my own sacred connection. And yet, what you cannot realize is how much the discomfort has loosened since it began to really push its way into my expression earlier this year. I believe we fear it somehow–the intensity of communing with the Divine. To me it feels like it would be okay if I were a nun in a convent somewhere, safe–normal, part of everyone else who felt the way I did. It would be natural there, then wouldn’t it? Acceptable, expected. But out here in this world, to love so deeply, to desire so profoundly to be merged with a Presence that calms every cell in our being–well, that just feels a little bit strange to be sharing ‘out loud.’ But what I’m sensing is that more and more of us are experiencing this aching sensation. We are answering the call to listen to the longing that comes from within.

From the very first time I heard of St. Teresa of Avila I was drawn to her. Something about her deep love of her Beloved, her ecstatic experiences of becoming one in ways we don’t speak of in our world resonated. It happened years before when watching Agnes of God. Agnes wasn’t afraid or embarrassed to say how much she loved God, even as she was inexplicably pregnant with His child. Her energy, the vulnerability with which she expressed her deep desire to be one with the Divine spoke to me even though I would have been just 14 years old. What does one do with such devotion?

I find myself again feeling many posts on this topic and perhaps a little jumbled as the words rush forward all at once, and to me it feels as though I’ve opened a dialogue that has been anxiously waiting to begin. What happens to us when we carry such deep, deep longing for intimate connection with the Beloved? How do we come to reconcile that in our lives, and what are the substitutes that fill the void? This very question has framed so much of my own journey, without my even being aware of it even while it happened.

I believe many of us carry the ache in our souls, but not everyone feels it in the same way. Different energies accompany us on our way, determining just how we play out our purpose on this planet. There’s much I’d like to explore on this topic, and I hope you’ll take the journey with me and share your own experience. For those of us who feel the profound longing, we are in today’s world ‘mystics without monasteries’ in the words of Caroline Myss. We are living in a time when the energy of the mystic is needed in the everyday places of our world, in our families, with our friends, our workplaces, around the globe and in our own homes. It’s time to let the voices be heard, to live it out loud. THIS is our time. Time to allow the Beloved to be seen, felt and heard through us, as us, ONE with us. The merging has begun. And I pray for clarity and eloquence as we continue the dialogue together. 


Whispered Prayers

Every child has known God,
Not the God of names,
Not the God of don’ts,
Not the God who ever does Anything weird,
But the God who knows only 4 words.
And keeps repeating them, saying:
“Come Dance with Me, come dance.”

~ Hafiz, 14th century Persian poet and Sufi mystic ~ 

Ultimate Truth

In talking with a dear friend last night, I found myself reconnecting fully to a truth I believe is resonant for us all. Our ultimate truth–the ultimate truth–lies within the voice of our souls. It comes from the Source, however we may name that Source according to our own beliefs. We are always being called to connect, to listen to the melody of our souls mingling with the Divine. It is THE most important space of this Earth journey we are taking. And it is where we will find the answers we seek, if we are open to receive them as they are.

Imagine if you asked the Universe, the Divine:

What do I need to hear?

What is the message in this for me?

How do I find peace in this situation?

What lesson are you sending to my soul?

And then you listened….as your soul called you deeper into the space of your interior castle, into a state of grace in which you felt that overwhelming sense of contentment and trust in All That Is….

There is no greater call…truly…than that of the soul.

The Universe–your soul–is beckoning you deeper and asking you to continue on.

How do you respond?

The Art of Validation

Together with my husband, I again watched the finale of the Oprah show.  It moved me immensely the first time around, but this second time was a powerful experience–especially connecting to such depth of being and wisdom just before going to sleep.  Taking that energy with me into my dreams has created another shift in my reality to say the least.

So much of what we experience in our everyday lives is all about our perspective.  Through what lens do we look?  How do we filter our interactions with others?  What’s true friends, is that every moment of our lives carries the potential to connect us with the sacred.  Divine energy is always present–in ourselves, in our loved ones, co-workers–in the entire world around us.  Whether or not we see, feel and hear the messages of Universal presence truly depends on our ability to tune in.

There is one segment of Oprah’s final program that struck me deeply both times I watched it.  She is talking about the truth that each one of us, in our own way is seeking validation.  With a pause she goes on to share the following dialogue that lives within the spirit of us all:

Do you see me?

Can you hear me?

Does what I say matter to you?

There is an enormous amount of spiritual voltage in this language.  Take a moment, feel yourself asking these questions of others.  The velocity with which your spirit travels through each of them and into the vibration of your being is beyond comprehension.  I’m not even sure we can yet fathom the high altitude of such depth, such sacred dialogue with our soul and those of others.  Really allow yourself to FEEL this friends.  FEEL these questions from your soul speak with authentic presence, inner purity and authority of your own worth and being.  Nearly shatters your inner world, does it not?

Now shift your position and consider someone with whom you may have conflict or someone with whom you share a close relationship and are often growing together and working through the various pieces of life.  Imagine that person saying these words to you, from a humble space of truth.  Breathe the intense vibration of this exchange into the depths of your being and let it rest there a moment.  Can you feel the spirit, the very soul of this individual connecting with you through this dialogue?  And now….what do you feel your own response to be?  Sometimes we just don’t wish to be bothered….with seeing and hearing others–or ourselves.

This is high altitude soul work friends.  To contemplate the power of these questions and the call to your soul that accompanies the energy they carry–this is the work of the true seeker and mystic.  Shadow work carrying with it the potential to shift your world, to rock the very lens through which you have experienced everything in your environment.  What if each time you felt conflict with yourself and/or others you paused and practiced the art of validation?  What if instead of engaging the defenses of your ego self you instead chose to elevate your spirit to the Universal language of *seeing, *hearing beyond what the human eyes and ears are able?

How greatly would this change your world?  Indeed, how unfathomable the impact this practice would have on others?  Are you ready to welcome such power into your life?  What to you, is the price for such high altitude living? 

THIS my friends is Grace.  To allow yourself to move beyond what the ego desires and instead live from the sacredness of your soul.  And this is the call that comes to all who read this note today….how ready are you to step into the Divine being that you are? 

These are the whispers loved ones.  They aren’t always soft and gentle.  At times the voice that comes from our heart and soul is one filled not only with illumined presence, but the thundering roar of change.  How willing are you to listen?  Indeed, how in tune do you wish to be….with the whispers of your heart……

Opening Up and Stepping Out

Fears will bind us.  Love will free us.  We know this, we’ve heard it so often as we travel in our circles of connection.  And somehow its reality eludes us until a space of our own inner fear is awakened.  

I’m struck by this truth on this lovely morning, as I contemplate my own journey.  Just a few years ago I recall not wanting to talk about the energy of pure Love I felt so strongly within–out of fear that people would reject it.  Seems so silly now, doesn’t it?  Who would reject LOVE?  And yet, in my own dialogue lived the belief that it was too ‘fluffy,’ too ‘positive’–TOO much!  Looking back now I realize how fearful I was to allow love to flow freely within and without.

Caroline Myss talks about the ego’s fear of humiliation as the chain that holds us in place.  To step fully into the grace of who we are, to allow our spirit to shine as it so naturally desires to, to enter the sacredness of our souls and be at peace with ourselves–we often have to let go of the fear we’ll be humiliated for it.  We have to let go and just trust the Universe holds us in her arms and is always there to catch us, whatever may come.  And here’s what has proven true for me friends: the fear is so much greater than any humiliation that has come.  For in reality, the humiliation enters from my OWN monkey mind.  I was my soul’s greatest enemy in those moments.  It was my own ego that silenced the voice of my spirit.

And here’s what else is true:  to take the risk, to let go, to choose to BE me no matter what may come–incredibly liberating and deeply gratifying.  There is a sense of openness, connection, purity, grace that occurs.  So much so, that I struggle to find the words to define it.  And so I’ll leave it at this:  there is so much love in my heart–in ALL of our hearts–that to contain it closes us off from the sacred journey we are here to travel. 

For in truth, the humiliation transforms into humility of spirit.  We see the greatness of our spirit, and recognize the folly of our ego.  Only when we understand the dance of these two, only when we can fully acknowledge both the shadow and light of our presence do we move forward into empowerment, and one of the greatest gifts offered to us: authenticity.

This is my heart’s desire.  To live authentically, connecting with all of Life, offering the service of my soul to uplift and honor our planet.  This is the seed I choose to nurture.  And the result will be the beautiful, bountiful blossoms of Divine Love.  This is my truth.  I know it’s so because I’m listening and I hear it echoed…in the whispers of my heart…..