Monday, June 30, 2014

Release...Constrict...Transform

I have been at a loss as to what to write about this week.  I think I have been working between a number of tensions that reflect aspects of the season.  One of the biggest is the balance between release and constriction.  I have been reflecting on the necessity of both of these and realize now that my focus has been on holding in, protecting, and building energy and heat in my body. So focused, in fact, that the ability to enjoy, let go, and release have been, sadly, ignored.  The joy of blooming and dispersing all of that heat and energy that I worked so hard to build has been pushed aside. In some ways it is the result of my fear of slipping into old spaces and places. In other ways, I fear it will sidetrack me from the real work I need to do.  Yet, I'm seeing now how essential that is to the creative process. Its importance to transformation.  And it is probably why I have been experiencing blockage and anxiety about how much I want and need to do. 

Release: 
  • to set someone or something free
  • to stop holding someone or something
  • to allow a substance to enter the air, water, soil, etc.
Constrict:
  • to become narrower, small, tighter
  • to prevent or keep from developing freely
  • to hold tight and contain the soil, water, air, etc.


REDwoods: When I think of release, I think of the beautiful and expansive branches of the redwood. The way the sunlight sneaks in between the foliage, letting in just the right amount of light.  I can look up and up forever into those branches and never see everything.  Yet, those beautiful branches flourish because of the deep roots that hold tight, constrict, and find nourishment and vitality in the ground. They burrow deeply and expand proudly. But there is no shame, no hesitation to let go, release. They find a beautiful balance between release and constriction.


Ocean Waves:  When I think of release, I think of the ocean. The waves pushing and pulling their way through the sand.  They succumb to the tide.  Powerful as it it, they surrender with purpose.  The tide is this awesome balance between release and constriction.  The waves let go and penetrate the sand as the water makes its way closer to the coastline.  Then it pulls back and draws back into the deeper ocean water.   The waves pull back with them sand, sea life, and even garbage.  Then they return to the coast,  releasing sand, sea life, and garbage. But it's never quite the same as it was.  It transforms.


It transforms.






It transforms.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Boundaries

Tomorrow is the last day of juncture.  Tomorrow is also the summer solstice. The longest day of sunlight of the year. I wanted to use this week's entry to think about the goals and focus of the juncture and how those goals have developed and transformed over the past month.


When I started the juncture there were three things that came into focus for me.
  • To delve into the darker feelings of shame that I hold around intimacy and my body.
  • Examine my boundaries.
  • Make time and space to think about what it will mean to have my adult life away from my family come into contact with my family and the life I lived in California. 
It has been a juncture in which I was clear about the focus but could not follow all the routines of juncture that I would have liked. This was an opposite experience from previous junctures.  The last few I have been able to dedicate time to the routines, but I struggled to find points of focus.  What happened, though, was that I found a way to engage in the juncture practices that were abbreviated and irregular, but nonetheless kept me in contact with those focal points.  But these issues came to me in unexpected, and frequently scary, ways.

The boundary work came in and through all of my juncture work.  Boundaries with my family. Boundaries with my work. Boundaries with my personal relationships.  While boundaries might have been the underlying theme tying together my work in the juncture, the match that sparked that work was my visit to California and the convergence of my adult life and the life I left behind in California.  In a variety of different ways, I was forced to see how I struggle to be adult about the way I handle my relationships with my family.  I know I struggle to not revert to some girl who tries to please and accommodate.   The boundaries I keep in my adult world in North Dakota slipped and blurred as I shifted them into my family life in California.  The boundaries I manage with my parents when I'm geographically remote melted and smudged as I tried to accommodate them and be open to adjusting to their needs.  But what I realized is that my flexibility opened me up to some tough decisions about my relationship with my family.

At the same time, I started reading the book, Red Hot and Holy: A Heretic's Love Story by Sera Beak. This has been a book that keeps bringing me back to the most challenging aspect of my juncture work to write about in a space such as this blog--the darker feelings of shame that I hold around intimacy and my body.  The book has been a cathartic revelation in ways I cannot yet articulate.  Beak writes: 

"An interesting side note: apocalypse in Greek means revealing the truth or lifting the veil--a disclosure of something hidden from humanity during a time of falsehood. So a bright Red way to read the Holy Whore's description is that She is a truth that has been hidden from us. In Conscious Femininity, Marion Woodman tells us, 'The feminine, however disguised, is always naked, in the sense of "seeing through" in order to reveal. Apocalypse means unveiling.' In other words, you gotta take it all off (all external ideas, stories, and beliefs about Her) in order to truly see Her."

This juncture has made it clear to me that when I feel exposed, vulnerable, and out of control of a situation, I spiral into a variety of strategies to try to regain control of... I'm not even sure what.  But as I have been reading this book, I'm gaining a newfound connection to those feelings of vulnerability. The passage above struck a chord with me.  The idea of revealing truth.  The idea of seeing through in order to reveal.  And some of that includes the stories I tell myself about my past and how often I take those stories into present situations.  It's just when I let go of those stories, I feel lost. Reading this book, I can relate to her feeling lost and searching and searching and searching from something that is her story.  I am searching for something that is my story.  And I know that my story is buried within that boundary work.  I am so scared, yet so close, to grabbing onto my story and I know the answer is in those boundaries.  A boundary apocalypse. 



Saturday, June 7, 2014

Fire and Agni: Igniting Creativity

Fire: 
"an important process that affects ecological systems across the globe. The positive effects of fire include stimulating growth and maintaining various ecological systems. Fire has been used by humans for cooking, generating heat, light, signaling, and propulsion purposes. The negative effects of fire include water contamination, soil erosion, atmospheric pollution and hazard to life and property." (Wikipedia)

Agni: 
"the 'digestive fire,' is one of the most important principles in the ancient science of ayurveda. It refers broadly to our ability to process all aspects of life, including food, experiences, memories, and sensory impressions. Agni is responsible for absorbing the nutrients and essential elements the body needs while burning off waste products (agni is the root of the English word 'ignite').
"If our agni is strong, we’re able to digest food efficiently and easily assimilate our daily experiences. On the other hand, if agni is weak, our body won’t digest well, creating toxic residue or ama that lodges deep in our cells." (http://www.chopra.com/community/online-library/terms/agni-ojas-ama)
Fire and agni represent destruction and then creation.  The fire makes room for something new to emerge.  The Hindu god, Agni, represents the fierceness of fire and victory over ignorance. There was an interesting descriptor of Agni's imagery.  "He is depicted with two heads and three legs....In each head he has seven fiery tongues by which he licks the Ghee" (http://hindoe.eu/index.php?c=4&p=15&l=en).  Oh, how I love metaphors. I am starting to understand agni as a clearing process.  It happens in stages, but it builds into an incredible fire that burns out what is no longer needed in order to make room for new growth that the fire energy produces.
Ojas: 
"A Sanskrit term meaning 'vigor,' ojas is the pure and subtle substance that’s extracted from food that has been completely digested. Ojas circulates throughout the bodily tissues and heart, sustaining the physical self, bringing clarity to the mind and balancing the emotions. In short, when the body produces ojas, the vital nectar of life, we feel blissful. The cells sing with happiness because both the mind and the body are receiving the nourishment they need." (http://www.chopra.com/community/online-library/terms/agni-ojas-ama)
The Relationship between Fire and Water: 
"Fire and water are nearly perfect opposites.  If we study the basic polarities of hot and cold, dry and wet, and light and heavy, we see instantly that fire is hot, dry, and light whereas water is cold, wet, and heavy.  These forces work in every body to maintain equilibrium and good metabolism." (http://www.doshabalance.com/articles/fire-water_balance.html)
There is a necessity for balance between water and fire.  Burning everything down leaves nothing from which to generate something new.  Drowning everything leaves no mechanism to be and do in the world. Moving from spring to summer, I have found the pendulum swing back and forth between destruction of some old habits and the clinging and dissolving into the comfort of other old habits.   In meditation today, I found the imagery of that dark dank world from previous meditations.  That strange fleshy structure that I was working to calm and sooth.  If you recall, it had slowly started to dissolve, but remainder a resolute presence in my unconsciousness.  In meditation today, though, a fire emerged. It was as though all that balm was some sort of flammable oil (perhaps ghee?) that embraced the fire and flames and cleared out an enormous space within me. That structure was still there, but I realized why it was so black and sooty.  It was the cyclical process of destruction that was taking place.  It was an odd thing to witness in meditation. It felt like my unconscious was finally revealing to my conscious self what was happening beneath the surface. It was a revealing moment for me. All that balm I was rubbing on that structure to sooth and calm it down was the conduit of the fire and flames.  And I stayed with the fire.  I sat and watched the structure burn, but I seemed to know it was going to be okay. It was necessary.  I kept wondering where all the stink that I was cleaning up in that space was it was going.  And I could see right then and there that it was storing up and finally ready to burn off into the ether. It was freeing.
Creativity Stack
 [http://www.karmicblessings.com/shop/creativity-stack/]
Ready for Creativity:
It was this morning that I knew I had cleared space and was ready for the creative work of the summer. I have been laying the groundwork--writing room nearly complete, organizing projects, setting up dates and deadlines, exploring the pieces I needed (books, articles, archives), basically all the productive procrastination needed to energize and bring to life the creative juices that have been percolating beneath the surface.  
I even bought myself a set of beads to wear as a constant reminder that my creativity is the priority. It is front and center. It is a creativity stack for my wrist with three types of stones: 
Sodalite: the stone of the wise.  Rainbow Fluorite: promotes positivity and joy. Fire Crackle Agate: inspires free expression to overcome creative blocks.