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You've heard the saying, "follow your bliss", yeah!?
Been trying to "follow my bliss" the last couple years, of course with some hang ups of compromising my internal pulls with falling into what I believe society would have me do to be a contributing citizen, or how I think I should make my family proud, or how I can be independent with still being the change I want to see in the world. I'm ashamed to say, that saying no to one and yes to another is not always simultaneous.
Sadly its seemed easier to say no to the structure of capitalism then it is to say yes to, and act on, that still small voice within me...
While I've been ashamed of some fear and lack of motivation on seeking out a monetarily self-sustaining structured job of the cookie cutter sort as I attempt to figure out what pursuing my own form of making a living while living my purpose, there have been many spiritually self-sustaining practices I'm not ashamed of pursuing, especially within this last week...
From starting out most of my mornings with chanting with some of the most beautiful souls I know; to rejoicing with my feet to a Sigur Ros show (a blessing of a kind hearted security guard with a weakness to making people happy - especially the lady folk ;] ) ;
to meditation courses & assuring message services from some of my frequented faith communities; evenings of solitude with the near full moon and full moon on the grass by the canal;
to my first sweat lodge experience this weekend (which is still difficult to explain its tremendous impact on me *but I will try my best in a later blog*), not to mention all the amazing people I have been able to surround myself with this past week....
An overwhelming sense of praise is erupting in me,
but along with the internal praise
I'm experience tremendous internal foundational cracking....
My chanting sisters yesterday morning were talking how we see our personal muck emerging; all those character flaws, which we are not proud of
as we ourselves are emerge.
The same man that is known for stating, "follow your bliss" also says,
"...Here we are between criticism and love...It is the faults that distinguish us from each other, but its the faults that make us human. Who loves perfection? The Buddhas are perfect so they don't come back. They don't become reincarnated; imperfection is life. Do you love life? You love the imperfection...You name the negative and with it, you bring the positive in; this is life".
(Listening to Joseph Campbell has been great nourishment as well this week).
I like to summarize that idea prior as the foundation of compassion. Being able to see the negative and showing understanding and grace amidst. I am not perfect, and I can do much better to myself, my life, and others than I have been, but sometimes failing and living the failings are the teachers themselves. No wonder I drew a rune on personal acceptance yesterday - yep, a friend had me try that spiritual practice too ;]
I wonder if much of this new vision and experiences is brought about due to this time of year. Autumn remains reliable for a season of major change for me. My soul seems to want to follow suit with the decaying of the land with all its beauty, exhilaration, and scariness of what is to come, all in sync.
Happy Fall, all you amazing humans out there!
Life = Imperfection, Perfection = Death!
(Maybe that is why fall is so glorious!)
This creative and conversational memoir style of blogging is embellished with photographs, sprightly texts, and gentle listening features. May these entries be as cathartic to read & to hear as they have been to conceive & to share.
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