Monthly Archives: November 2012

Full Moon Dream Board: Full Frost Moon

from Jamie’s post

Jamie says of this full moon dreamboard, “Under the Full Frost Moon, allow that fresh chill in the air to wake you up to your dreams. Let creating your dreamboard be a clarifying act, bringing into focus the dreams that are in your heart. As you create your board, hold gently a request for clarity. Notice what is revealed.”

The Full Frost Moon asks: “What is clear about your dreams? What further clarity do you seek?”

Clear to me are my practices, my method, my desire and my longing. Writing, dogs, walking, yoga, and meditation are the process, the way of clear seeing, peaceful abiding, the comfort, the certain, that which sustains me, supports me, softens me. What is clear is that generosity, gentleness, and genuineness are my superpowers. That my purpose is to ease suffering by making people feel less alone, by reminding them of their potential and their true nature, to inspire them to trust themselves, to keep my heart open–brave and tenderhearted warriors, all of us.

Where I need further clarity is my own confidence. Everything else, every other struggle springs from this, each has this at the center, that shaky, shivery, raw sense of poverty, of brokenness, of fear and not enough. The further clarity I seek beyond this is how to make this loving a living, how to more fully integrate my life, my need for funding and my need for love (shared and received), how to make my process, my doing sustainable, how to fully embody and manifest my dreams in a more practical sense.

Before I even started to collect images, I had a strong sense of what they would be: the clarity would center around the comfort of shelter, a fireplace maybe, a cozy place to be and rest, surrounded by books and dogs and practice materials. The images I found were soft flannel, a blanket and slippers, a sleeping puppy, my meditation cushion, Watermoon Kuan Yin (the goddess of mercy, she who comforts those who call to her), yoga poses and phrases.

The confusion, the need for clarity, is represented by the “outside,” the weather and lack of shelter, the wild, the cold, unpredictable nature, the fox who can either be a wise messenger or evil trickster, the smoke of incense, what is left after the burning, what fades, the reminder of and reference to impermanence. The images I chose, that chose me, were much darker, starker than they have been in the past few dreamboads, collections that were softer and more peaceful.

The comfort of home, of shelter and companionship, of practice, of the predictable, the cycle of seasons, day and night.

If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it. ~Lucy Larcom

The wild of the outside, of change and impermanence, of nature and weather, the unknown.

When it’s snowing, the outdoors seem like a room… A room with the walls blasted to shreds and falling. ~David Berman

Let me respectfully remind you~
life and death are of supreme importance.
Time swiftly passes by, and opportunity is lost.
Each of us should strive to awaken
awaken…
Take heed.
Do not squander your life.

We move through the world
with awe in our hearts.
Ushered by the push of the seasons.
At home in a mystery older than memory.

Time to be.
It’s winter–that festive time of endless adventure.
As you embark upon this snowy season of inspiration,
may you be in the moment,
stay warm,
and be totally prepared for anything you dream up.
Be inspired.

The spirit and practice
of moving into stillness,
the ease and joy of our true nature.

There’s magic in the moment.
Slow, pause, breath, behold.
The essence of adventure lies in every footfall.
Peace, mystery, magic unfolding,
a dream revealing itself.

Three Truths and One Wish

1. Truth: The way to get more time is to pay attention. This won’t be news to some. I am sure it is ancient wisdom, something so many others figured out long ago, but it just came to me this morning. We took a different section of trail on our walk, Dexter wanting to go right next to the river instead of up higher. Even though that span is about the same length as our regular route, I noticed how much longer it seemed like it took us to get to the bridge. And then I realized why–normally when we walk, the same path as we do every day and have hundreds of times, I don’t really pay attention. I am spacing off, day dreaming, planning, complaining, prewriting, and I hardly notice my feet moving. But changing the route woke me up, I was connected to where I was and what we were doing, what was happening…and time stretched and expanded. When you are mindful, in the moment and present, you experience the truth, the full measure of every moment.

2. Truth: Three deep breaths reveals the truth of things. Yoga, meditation, writing, and long walks with my dogs–all of my practices do the same. It’s during these specific activities (except for the occasional mindless walking as described above) that I connect with reality, that my mind and body are in the same place, at the same time. Sometimes when I take three deep breaths, I relax and feel lighter, and other times, I start to cry; always, it reveals what is waiting, just below the surface, for me to notice. Learning to stay with it has been so difficult, yet so important. It is in those moments I am alive, awake and open. What else is there?

3. Truth: I don’t need to become something else, because I am already. Again, this is ancient wisdom, not news to many, but I am only now wrapping my head around the idea that what I am meant to be is already there, only needing to be acknowledged and exposed, embodied and manifested rather than collected or earned. I don’t need to change, to improve, to be different. Jonathan Fields wrote a blog post about this the other day, and I keep reading and rereading it. He says “the process of coming alive isn’t about becoming, it’s about uncovering” and

[W]ho you’re meant to be has always been there… the Work lies in reclaiming the ability to see it. In chipping away all the stuff that gets caked on as you go through life. The wounds, the limitations born of the desire to be accepted at any cost, the heartbreak-fueled shrinking away. The psychic grit that comes to form a barrier so opaque as to obscure not only your ability to see, but be who you are.

And, Marianne Williamson says “Now, in this moment, you are who you have always been and will always be. All spiritual practice — forgiveness, meditation and prayer — is for the purpose of training the mind to see through the illusions of a world that would convince you otherwise.”

One wish: That we can all slow down, sink in, show up, stay and connect with reality, with who we are and with what is. Life is beautiful and brutal, tender and terrible–may we keep our hearts open.