Saturday, July 27, 2013
I have been reading Irish literature and history of late, and came upon the phrase "a strong farmer". It makes reference to sequential legislation known as the Land Acts in Ireland at the end of the 19th century and into the 20th, whereby tenants were allowed over time to lease larger plots. This allowed them, in effect to become more self contained or self sustainable. As time went on, the phrase came to mean a person who managed his plot in life in a self sustaining manner.
I thought this was such a clear metaphor for leading a balanced life. As with many indigenous cultures there is a consciousness to return to the land what you have taken from it, I believe it holds a marker and meaning for us as well. Certainly, like the Maori tribes of Australia who teach their young to not take all of the root vegetables from an area, leaving some to seed for the next rainfall, we can perhaps measure our friendships in similar terms. Do we take too much from our relationships? Do we reseed energies for the coming season. Do we provide for the individuals in our close family and do we participate in a larger community in meaningful ways, sharing our experiences, benefits and seeds for the future. Do we help bring their crops in when we can? Do we participate in helping someone move or paint their bedrooms. Do we bring positive energies to our encounters with people
If the landscape of our social, financial, emotional, and spiritual lives can be compared to the husbandry of farming, what kind of farmer are you?
Are your fields well tended? Do you nurture them so that the harvest will be more bountiful every year? Or are you stingy with your gifts, taking but not giving back to those who have companioned you on this earth, the animals, the people and yes, the land itself?
I also recently came across the the phrase of a "second puberty". The first reference was from Kant who said that we need a second puberty to be mature enough to have sex in relationship. The phrase also became connected to something akin to a midlife crisis. W.B Yeats the Irish poet, referenced it as he struggled through a miasma of sexual/relationship losses and problems. I saw it in more positive terms than this last one. I see puberty as a time of awakening, certainly of our sexual, but also of our emotional and spiritual selves. Maybe in our SECOND puberty we could allow ourselves to awaken to a deeper connection to our lives.....the land, the animals, the relationships that we have with other in our families and communities, and whatever is our sense of spiritual connection in the world.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
We are all afraid. A passing shudder. Paralyzing life stopping panic. Middle of the night terrors. Pre-event butterflies. Deep belly rumblings. Loose bowel, over the chasm, heart stopping horror. Even enthusiastic anxieties... This is something we share as humans.
Whether it be for threat of our lives, or those of our families, or perceived threats to how we think our lives should proceed, we all have experienced the loss of our stability, our sense of peace, and our carefree view of our day and what is to come. Fear is about the future, It is what we think is coming.
We are genetically arranged to handle sudden danger, but through our life experience we have overused that system with a variety of life stresses. Many of us lived our lives feeling outside of belonging. Drifting, like an untethered astronaut, into the abyss, or at least it seems that way. In times of stress, worry, anxiety, fear, terror, panic, the question that we could ask ourselves is:
Where do I belong?
It is the connections that we have to family, community, country, planet, spirit, ancestors, totem animals, or God, that gives peace. In which tree is my nest? In what sphere do I travel? Where do I belong in the world?
For some of us, or for all of us, some of the time, we fear this question. We fear that we do not belong......anywhere. But of course we do. First, we belong to the question, then we belong to the life that seeks the answer. The answers. The answers that we spend our lives discerning.
Perhaps our task, each day, our task TODAY, is to answer, just for today that question. Today where do I belong? We need to be kind to ourselves, and both look and answer gently. Today it may be: my garden, my job, my family, my home group, my church or my God. But it can also be to the homeless man I see and feel touched by, the imagery that came to me in a dream, and, the sky, the people who smile at me or that I smile at today, or the bug I stepped over on my walk, or just the air around us. Whatever the answer is....let it be so, gently, and just for now.
Fear! The antidote is belonging. Longing for belonging.. It gives meaning. It gives metaphor. It gives a container, and in that we are held, like a baseball player rounding home plate..... SAFE
Today's word: BELONGING...... find your spot......just for today.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Is this how I meet the day?
Everything is alright. You are safe.
Now BREATHE...deep IN............slow OUT.
Say I am GOOD, I am BLESSED, I am SAFE, Good Morning World!