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We went camping this past weekend up at our new seasonal site and as I sat with my coffee Sunday morning, staring out into our own personal piece of the forest, I couldn’t help but notice the bugs flying and crawling around.  There were those who flew in a corkscrew motion which I thought had to be quite dizzying.  There were some that seemed to fall from above as if attached to a zip line, knowing where they were going and the exact moment they were going to get there.  There were the ones that zipped back and forth like workers at an office, getting this and getting that and getting things done.  There was one who tentatively flew upward as if he was unsure of his capabilities, but was still making steady and honorable progress.  A group of gnats was slamming themselves repeated into the fire-place wall causing me to marvel at the sheer ineffectiveness of their mode of travel.  There were others, in the leaf litter, hiding and hoping never to be seen.  And then there was the moth; sitting silently, not moving, waiting for night to return.

We often see connections in things that resonate within ourselves.  I am sure all those little bugs were doing what they were created to do without any specific considerations.  It was me who saw all those personalities.  Those were my thoughts.  There are days I feel like I’m flying in a corkscrew motion not getting anything done, days where I am flying repeated against a wall, days where I am making steady progress and occasionally  a day where I actually know where I’m going and when I’m going to get there.  But the moth, that seems to be my mode of existence.  It has taken 40 plus years for me to finally learn how to sit still and listen to my soul and there are more days than not when I do and then the darkness steals in and suddenly I am blinded by a bright light and spend the rest of the evening slamming myself into it thinking; “This is it!  This is it!  It has to be!  I’ll make it be!”  Until dawn illuminates the world and I can see the light for what it really is, an empty bulb now dark and insignificant.  And I learn.

But then the darkness returns and once again I repeat the same pattern but with a different bulb.  You would think after learning and growing so often I would be able to skip the denial part of the process, go right to accepting what the universe is trying to teach me and move things along so much more efficiently, but I don’t.  I run, avoid, and hide in the leaf litter. 

There’s a new lesson on the horizon.  I have stepped up numerous times and have turn-tailed and ran every time.  It’s not that I’m scared to learn it.  I’m just not brave enough to share it and if that is the case then this blog has become obsolete.  Because if I have to walk into unfamiliar territory to learn and can’t honestly share my journey then whatever I write won’t be here, won’t be real, won’t be who I am right now and as well written (or not) as it might be, if it’s not real then it holds no value.

I’m on the edge of another uncharted expanse, not sure of where I’m going or if I even want to get there.  I hear the call across the darkness and it’s warm and inviting, but I look back to where I am and what I know and again I am simply not sure.  I think I might stay here for a little while longer, fly a few circles, slam into a wall or two, maybe hide in the leaf litter for a bit.  The lesson will come as all of them do, in its own time and in its own way sometimes with the pointed force of a zip line and sometimes slowly and softly with the dawn of a new day.

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Bring It…On?

It still surprises me how different the Universal approach to learning is from what I know and understand.  On earth, in our schools we teach with the progressive approach.  We teach one skill or knowledge and then we build on it.  You can’t teach a child to read if they don’t know their letters and letter sounds.  You can’t expect a child to add if they haven’t been taught letter value.  You start with one lesson, asses to see if the material has been absorbed, if it has, you move on, if it hasn’t, you reteach, hopefully with a different approach, assess again, and repeat.  It is all very linear and logical. 

Spiritual lessons don’t come that way.  If you remember the eddy analogy from a prior post, Spiritual lessons come four or five at a time from different directions and in different ways.  Each one waits for understanding and then finally (If I’m lucky) they all come together.   It works I guess.  I mean I did learn last time right? (can’t begin to tell you how much I am holding on to that thought) The problem is that it becomes rather difficult for a human to put into words what is happening.  These last two weeks have been laden with lessons and messages and after all is said and done what have I learned?  I now know what I am going to be taught.  Yes! after two weeks (feels like four) of struggle and real hard work I have finally received the syllabus for my next class.  I’m still only on my first day! Are you kidding me?  Here is the convuluded outline I have so far.

  • Heed the Patterns (final assessment from last lesson)
  • Rejection
  • Misery
  • Love
  • Status
  • Service
  • Mother Theresa
  • Hollow Bone
  • Shamanism
  • Shadow
  • Shamanism
  • Mindful eating (what!)
  • The call
  • Shamanism
  • Ego

 Do you see a connection?  I read somewhere that when the mind just goes with too many ideas at the same time it could be a sign of mental illness, maybe after this is all over I’ll get some help.  Keep in mind that in today’s society Joan of Arc would have been medicated and never would have won all those battles and the next King would have never been crowned.  Granted she wouldn’t have been burned at the stake either…there I go again.

 The good news is that in the Universal Classroom you don’t have to take notes.  If you forget something it will come to you when you need it.  Which is good because I can’t quiet remember what I have already learned about each topic.  As a matter of fact when I look at the list my mind sort of gets all fuzzy.   I got so much work ahead of me.  Half of me is terrified, “no thank you I think I’ll just stay here and be quiet and moderatly happy.”   The other half is like… “Yeah! Bring it on!” Shut up Brave (crazy) half…. Deep Breath.  OK, (sigh) Bring it on.

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