Sunday, May 30, 2010
Rooting and Expanding in Relationship : The tree with wings!
Maybe it's just this season that makes my heart and soul expand to the point where I feel that constant cosmic connection with the Source of all of Life!
The above image drew me a picture of the current state of my soul: a grounded dancer...opening to the heavens.
We're always in flux, but there is a core part in all of us that stays constant; present; in tune.
As I go into and out of romantic relationships (2 steady ones in the past year already), I see a pattern: when I'm with partner, I don't write and create as much as when I'm solo. When I'm single, it's a constant process of creativity in all ways. I am creating in the kitchen, with amazing meals; in the garden, planting seeds and nurturing them to blossom; with paper and pen, journaling; blogging; and intimately connecting with many girlfriends on a daily basis. Why do all of these things, including female friendships get stronger when I'm not focusing most of my core creative/sexual energy on a man?
I know it's a process of becoming whole in your Self, -and real-eyes-ing that no one else can complete "you"... but rather, they can compliment you and help you enjoy "you" in various ways-- which is what I feel my friends and family do for me.
When I was in Thailand and Malaysia last summer, I spent a month delving deep into the heart of my Soul... writing, doing yoga, walking on the beach, eating mindfully. I felt whole. I felt like a Soul in a body, having the experience of being human. Upon my return to the states, almost exactly a year ago to this day, I felt a hunger for companionship, connection and support outside of my "Self". I went from living yogically and purely to partying and dating a lot. In a matter of several months, I lived both ends of the extreme. As summer turned into fall, I began to come into a natural balance and falling into a relationship helped me to do so. I fell in love with another writer, which, for both of us was originally seen as being a wonderful impetus for our own writing. We spent nights together reading poetry: ancient, romantic and cosmic stuff, and also our own. However, that "tragic artist" mentality soon began to take over my partner... and, what started out as inspiring and enlightening soon turned into a co-dependent tragedy. I stopped writing. I had to force myself to make jewelry, another way I express myself, for a show I'd signed up to do. However, the "love" this man and I felt for each other in the beginning was appearing to be elusive. Perhaps we were seeing an image rather than the actual person from the get-go.
Sadly to say, what started out so passionately, ended rather dramatically...and in a passionate moment, he lost his "self" and came at me physically. After calling the cops (NEVER did I imagine this would be a scenario I would be involved in) and dealing with the court system for a month and a half, I obtained a year long restraining order to prevent any further contact. It was a sad ending. Instead of parting like 2 mature adults taking care of their own stuff together, I had to pack up his things and release him from my life with unexpected quickness. I was sad and angry.
New Tree
When we go through any sort of trauma, there is a re-building process that must happen. In trauma, it is like the self is broken into pieces and a regeneration process must occur, to "grow the Self back together" into Wholeness once again. My psyche, emotional and physical bodies went through several months of healing-- and, when I felt "whole" I felt ready for a relationship again.
The healing process from this former partner was nurtured by the loving, supportive friends and family in my life. It was mostly the females in my life that were there for healing guidance and helped me to regain my strength.
My next relationship (the previous one had been 3 months) began quickly, but maintained a slower pace than the last one (as my last partner moved in with me after a month of being together). The most recent man and I had been friends and professional acquaintances for several years. He was also a regular student in my yoga classes. This man had many qualities the last one didn't possess. Together, we were able to get into a mystical space-- and help to open each other to that Cosmic Consciouness. As a regular meditator, he had a clarity of mind and spirit that felt like hOMe to me (with an emphasis on the OM, the Cosmic sound of the Universe). This man was also very grounded and compassionate. Just spending time with him as healer to healer always grounded me. To me, he felt like a tree... and really helped me to grow roots in the Rochester community by connecting me with other professionals in the same line of offerings.
However, our relationship started but a week after his last one ended. I was clear and ready (or so I thought), but he was not yet over the psychic, physical and emotional clearing of his last 2 partners. Within a week, he cleared one, and within several weeks seemed to clear most of the other. However, there was a constant "force" between our connection that seemed to be a disconnecting tension or a pressure cooker type dis-ease. This "tension" is a feeling I've been used to with each and every partner I've been with. Why? Perhaps because they were not the life partner for me. After just about 3 months, this man and I have parted ways as lovers. Even "friends" feels like it brings up too much tension to me. As professional colleague I feel free, easy and open with him--thus, taking me full circle, back to where I started with him.
Love is a tricky road. It leaves me to the question: IS there a "right" partner, a twin flame or soul mate for us once we come into that space of feeling WHOLE in our true Self?
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Community Jamboree
Ga!
I can't give up!
NOT YET!
Only just begun
Guh
to exist...
in the way I choose to.
Do we realize, as humans, how much power we have over our existence?
Do we know we co-create...
we are not victims
we are not vehicles driven by a total outside force...
there's a dance--
a union--
a communion,
with the divine.
I am totally inspired by this process. As I begin to delve into creating a lifestyle that feeds and nourishes my body, heart and spirit-- I examine what it is to be a dancer of the heart...
in tune with the community, as well as my own heart.
I'm realizing this process involves everyone. And the more I step into communing with the desires of my own heart, the more people I get involved (or the cosmos brings) into the process. It's challenging-- in a good-- new-- and slightly unfamiliar way. I feel I just need to absorb it all as I would a meditation or yoga session: observe body, breath and surroundings as a detached observer.
AND THEN....
...then...
there comes the harmony.
I know it's a constant process. And it takes a lot to stay light and positive in the process (to which I thank my peeps, like you all reading this-- supporting and reading and responding).
I can honestly admit I'm scared to step into the world so boldly. I know I can be quite bold. But, as I learn to harness my passions for life in productive, supportive ways for all, I feel that things just flow in a very gentle, loving way.
Wishing the same to all of you!
Things are moving quite quickly lately, aren't they?
The speed of light is upon us. Can we keep up? With each others support, we can
and we ARE.
Namaste to all!
<3
whew!
Friday, February 12, 2010
heart needs pacemaker
Okay:
I LOVE this process. It helps me sift through the muddle into the light of truth and clarity: focus!
A guy I met this summer at a random event gave me a turtle on "non date date" (i don't like dates so much). and i was surprised, b/c i hardly new him...but when he was on vacation he said he thought of me when he saw this little metal turtle. we were both recovering from losses of partners...and had had conversations about taking it slow-- how impt. that is. Well, we didn't end up taking it slow. He was from PA and Syracuse and ended up coming up twice for visits. The 2nd time we dove into intimacy quickly and it didn't feel right. That was the end of that and I was left with the turtle in his wake. i gave him a turtle emblem too... so he was left with that.
UGH. i just gave the turtle to a friend going through a similar thing.
But i feel like i'm still trying to get it. i'm tortoise-like in all else that i do.... outside of love.
i learn by doing and absorbing and hands-on experimentation. but in relationships, there's always been this overwhelming passion that has taken hold... and off i've gone. often letting my heart go faster than my head or vice versa.
with delving into yoga, i'm feeling that "big picture" view of this part of my life.
after my travels, i'm feeling less of that teenage angst-- that desire to move fast and burn out my love of a place quickly is dying or has died. i'm surprised by my growing tree-like nature. it feels nice to naturally desire to grow roots, or let the roots grow me! ...
*sigh*
i can honestly say that i don't know what "love" is supposed to look like in an intimate way. i love everyone equally and don't have an issue feeling that sense of openess to express my heart to friends, students, lovers. however...
i feel like there's something i've been missing, both in my travels outward and inward.
that missing piece....
i seem to have misplaced it somewhere long, long ago.
Huh.
I wonder.
And I've wandered as I've wondered. But it's true that not all who wander are lost. And nothing is ever really lost.
My wanders took me to Thailand where I found a missing piece of my soul.
And now I'm back in the ROC. I'm discovering some inner magic here that is leading me closer to that missing piece.
What had gone "missing", however, is not tangible.
It's light.
It's luminous.
It's heartfelt
maybe even a little devious.
I like it.
I know it.
I want it.
I have it.
But i think i constantly forget.
Guh!
remembering is always fun.
gotta run.
I LOVE this process. It helps me sift through the muddle into the light of truth and clarity: focus!
A guy I met this summer at a random event gave me a turtle on "non date date" (i don't like dates so much). and i was surprised, b/c i hardly new him...but when he was on vacation he said he thought of me when he saw this little metal turtle. we were both recovering from losses of partners...and had had conversations about taking it slow-- how impt. that is. Well, we didn't end up taking it slow. He was from PA and Syracuse and ended up coming up twice for visits. The 2nd time we dove into intimacy quickly and it didn't feel right. That was the end of that and I was left with the turtle in his wake. i gave him a turtle emblem too... so he was left with that.
UGH. i just gave the turtle to a friend going through a similar thing.
But i feel like i'm still trying to get it. i'm tortoise-like in all else that i do.... outside of love.
i learn by doing and absorbing and hands-on experimentation. but in relationships, there's always been this overwhelming passion that has taken hold... and off i've gone. often letting my heart go faster than my head or vice versa.
with delving into yoga, i'm feeling that "big picture" view of this part of my life.
after my travels, i'm feeling less of that teenage angst-- that desire to move fast and burn out my love of a place quickly is dying or has died. i'm surprised by my growing tree-like nature. it feels nice to naturally desire to grow roots, or let the roots grow me! ...
*sigh*
i can honestly say that i don't know what "love" is supposed to look like in an intimate way. i love everyone equally and don't have an issue feeling that sense of openess to express my heart to friends, students, lovers. however...
i feel like there's something i've been missing, both in my travels outward and inward.
that missing piece....
i seem to have misplaced it somewhere long, long ago.
Huh.
I wonder.
And I've wandered as I've wondered. But it's true that not all who wander are lost. And nothing is ever really lost.
My wanders took me to Thailand where I found a missing piece of my soul.
And now I'm back in the ROC. I'm discovering some inner magic here that is leading me closer to that missing piece.
What had gone "missing", however, is not tangible.
It's light.
It's luminous.
It's heartfelt
maybe even a little devious.
I like it.
I know it.
I want it.
I have it.
But i think i constantly forget.
Guh!
remembering is always fun.
gotta run.
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