“The joke is even the surrendering is not in your control. Why? Because so long as there is an individual who says ‘I surrender’ there is a surrenderer, an individual ego… What I’m saying is that even the surrendering is not in [your] hands.” – Ramesh Balsekar
Happy Valentines’ Day.
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While I’d actually intended on posting another piece that I’d found a few weeks ago (that I’d been saving to post here today), here is a lovely poem by Mary Oliver that I woke up to find on my RSS feed this morning:
THE FOURTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC (PART 3)
I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same.
So why not get started immediately.
I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.
And to write music or poems about.
Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.
You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.
— from Blue Horses, collected poems
First, I woke up with this song stuck in my head:
This song is so…80’s? 90’s? …even though it’s actually a new song from a band called Walk the Moon.
I love it already, probably because it has that jaunty hook of a chorus.
As well, there was something nostalgic about it for me, even before I found myself Googling that obvious throwback of a video this morning.
Even though I cannot dance very well, somehow I wouldn’t doubt it if Someone was in the mood to dance this morning. ❤
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And then, there was the fact that my friend Tracy posted this quote for me this morning:
“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.
Delicious Ambiguity.”
― Gilda Radner
She used to use this icon that playfully stated that her daily goal was ‘to do Gods’ work’ at least once a day.
Well, Tracy.
I think that you did.
❤
How strange that I was looking for something else on Google and this post (from a blog that I’ve never read before) just popped up.
But surprisingly, the message of this post is relevant to something that I had been thinking about quite recently.
It was as if the Universe were to say to me: “Hey. You there. Here’s a sneaky ton of bricks for you. Are you paying attention?”
Your days, your lives of hiding are over. There was a purpose to hiding your light in the past, but it is a new day. You are safe. The world is safe now for what you have to share. If you are in your balance of masculine and feminine, and you are trusting your wisdom and knowledge, which, if you are reading these words, you are trusting more and more, you will attract the right energies, the right people to you and your teachings.
No more excuses, that you are not ready, or you have issues, problems, or someone else is keeping you from your spiritual work. Many of you are walking your talk, and even so you have your moments of doubt. As long as we are human there will be doubts.
Your teaching may take the form of classes, writing a book, a website, a blog, art, music…
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Yes…. that would be me.
I may be stumbling, but I’m moving forward.
❤
(Thanks to The Crone’s Grove for this image.)
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