How can the marriage of feminine and masculine aspects "as us" result in disharmony and fragmentation of our health? Because their driving impulse is to always collaborate with each other to form a "whole" yet sometimes they join together whether or not they are in their most ideal state. In other words, distorted emotions and dysfunctional circumstances have just as much inclination to work together as the very highest examples they can offer. All they care about, as though a magnetic force is pulling them irresistably into union, is that they sing to the same key. The good news is that this means the key to our recovery from anything we care to mention is already there...within us...since all we have to do is substitute the highest expression of those feminine and masculine aspects for them to collaborate as the wholeness that we think of as wonderful health. Imagine...we have the infrastructure for perfect healing already in place and operational; all we need to do is adjust the focus!
The era for bullying is coming to an end…I do strongly sense that…and the “me too” movement is just the birthing pangs of a new era in which we have all “been there, done that” and can get over ourselves by becoming a living expression of self-love. I feel I can say this precisely because I have been through the territory...knee deep in it...and self-love was the launch point for me - it altered everything! This post marks a completion of sorts, inspired by an inspirational video that I happened upon yesterday which (like so many things being shared publically these days) really struck a chord. This is good. The more we catalyse each other to release, the less we hold these old traumas in the body (and I can tell you all about that too) so my deepest gratutitide to Rachel Farnsworth for sharing her story; here's mine...
I met Kat Barrell just over a year ago...around the time she was diagnosed with stage IIIC ovarian cancer. The woman I got to know and the recovery story that unfolded was remarkable, as was the friendship that was forged over our shared belief in how all things are possible when we believe that we are the creators of our own experience. Daring to think that, when faced with a diagnosis such as cancer, is regarded as such an audacious or even foohardy thing and yet Kat is living testament to how powerfully effective this can be. Sharing her remarkable and inspirational story so that ANYONE facing diagnosis (of any kind) can benefit from the many pearls of wisdom she has to offer.
Though many of us are shining beacons of light in a world that would be far more shadowy without us, how many of us focus on evolving our own receptivity to light so that we not only register it all around us but can bring it right into the cells of our body...and do so without pain. When we open to receiving the full bandwidth of light vibration in our cells....as our cells...we possess the power to heal anything in an instant... When we do this, without reservation, like turning all our own lights on and admitting we are at home in the body we spent so many years disowning or living outside of, we truly become that light being we always knew we were though we denied it. We complete all the work we have done grounding ourselves (which, done by itself, can come to feel way-too heavy) by partnering it with the lightest aspect of self that we could possibly bring home into physicality and this marks a new level of wholeness that the body soon responds to; as do all those we come into contact with.
It's a case of, like the old adage says, dancing like no one is watching and allowing the sacred to emerge. You will find it's that elusive feminine aspect and she will swell at being allowed the free rein to express as she chooses...no particular movements or correct postures, no positions with names, no routines to follow...just exactly as she likes to express. Allow her to have her say and she will bring all the most disparate aspects of you together into a new kind of coherence, imparting the kind of strength that is an inside job. It's a female thing; we have known about this forever and we used such movements all the time until mass amnesia caused us to forget all but what was channelled into the sparse remnants that became the separate dance modalities that are enjoyed by the few today (far outbalanced by such widespread self-consciousness that most women bearly allow themselves to move their bodies fluidly at all). This is their forebear...and she's really wild! When we break the bands that hold us so rigid and proper, so apologetic and stiffled, so self-doubting and humiliated, we spill over our own edges and such healing flows out of us that we need no other source. In fact I recommend doing even just five to ten minutes a day of this kind of free-flow dance or even just arm and hand movement to music to all women in search of healing and wholeness; self-consciousness put aside, you might be amazed at what comes up out of yourself.
A woman's life was never meant to be a linear progression from cradle to grave...she is uniquely designed to undergo complete METAMORPHOSIS in the middle. When we overlook that long-buried fact, things can get horrendously muddled in a woman's life and, above all, her health. From just surviving menopause to THRIVING through menopause; how to generate the necessary inner fire and make the transition conscious and graceful instead of precariously accidental and fraught with challenges.
We all adopt these paces in life; finding our groove...are we happiest in the fast lane, are we more middling or are we slow and steady. Should I say, we should find our own groove...yet so many of us live to the pace that is expected of us (or one that was set for us by the metronome of our childhood or cultural entrainment) and this "wrong pace" for our constitution can make us so unwell in the long-term; burning us out or even slowing us down to the point of long-simmering frustration with a life that doesn't keep apace with our longings and aspirations. When we pitch it just right, we land in our sweet spot, and our natural melody of life simply comes forth, asserting over the noise of everything else that may be going on. Our tempo may change according to time of day or the season but the key thing is that we are hearing its direction from somewhere within and then attuning ourselves to it, listening for the clues of our inner conductor as we swell our sound or soften it in ways that feel the most natural to our innate constitution.