25.12.10

one woman

i imagine today if more women's hearts had been expressed (or viewed)  in the past, through their art...imagine the centuries that missed out on this

of course, we cannot imagine the past or the future... in truth...
there are no 'what ifs'... no ifs ands or buts...In deed!!

there is another truth that exists, right here, right now... anything is possible..
the past is changed, and the future never comes

this heart is expressed in the fullness of its magnitude which is limitless
...in this moment

23.12.10

New Feminism


all people are(were)* born in to the masculinist conditioning, not anyone’s personal fault…
*["(were)"...as the paradigm shift is happening Now!]

We wake up to the ‘new feminism’...one person at a time…(woman goes first, so to speak, as she has been unconsciously enslaved in and by a mindset that has never heard her…clearly…until now
(really!  You have to see that this is the way it 'has been'... We Wake Up to this knowing)

Realize:

[we are ‘hard-pressed’ to remember the women artists, philosophers, mothers and daughters, grandmothers…throughout written history]
{this is merely a fact of the way It Is...for unknown reasons, that are revealing themselves in Our present unfoldment}

the mis-understanding of feminism in recent history:
women don’t need to become equal to men… truly, what it is, is:
men “needing” to recognize that his history…is just that…. his story….

As women We feel Our equality, from withIn… it is there, all ready
For men, as their hearts become connected to their genitals, can feel this truth, as well….
he gets, in touch, with his feminism, from withIn… and We, as women, allow the collective pain within each man, to come to the surface…

NOT to dry his tears…. allow them to flood the earth…freedom IS, In the Heart
each person, waking up to the Truth of Equality…”free at last
[thus, the external world is changing]

Thank You so much for listening!!
THIS is deep withIn my Being… this is the absolute mission of who I am… knowing that all barriers, constriction, restriction, suppression, oppression, competition, hierarchy, etc…dissolves in absolute Equality for all Beings through Love, unconditioned Love

Our Intuition Is peeling back the layers of conditioning…they lift off much faster, now.. through each person for the collective, (like a chain reaction…breaking the chain, yet weaving us together…after centuries of being imprisoned by the mind) ...so subtle… We realize a whole new world exists withIn Our hearts, yet as it is revealed, We recognize or remember it immediately!!! Our True Freedom is right here, right now!!
In OneLove
doreen
OXOX

)

24.11.10

merge


when i talk about a shift to the feminine
there is no hierarchy involved

{InVoke Love}

only absolute equality
for All (children and animals included)

21.10.10

APOLOGIES TO THE DIVINE FEMININE by Jeff Brown

APOLOGIES TO THE DIVINE FEMININE (from a warrior in transition)

I apologize for my inability to distinguish the benevolent warrior from the heartless warrior, a reflection of my own confusion dealing with the battlefields of yore. When I opened my heart too wide, I was vulnerable to attack from warring factions. I was conditioned to believe that I had to stay rigid, focused, prepared for any eventuality, in the desire to protect myself and others from attack. But I went too far, and closed too tight, and eradicated the bridge between our hearts. I am seeing this now and I am sorry.

I apologize for my perpetual absence, a reflection of my own inner absence, my inability to connect from a heart jammed tight by unresolved emotions that I did not have the tools to work through. I still lack many of these tools, but I am open to their emergence.

I apologize for my inability to distinguish relationship from war. Like a warrior in enemy territory, I would sneak in and out of your life in the night, plundering and selfishly taking what I needed, then crawling back to the other side of the abyss with the spoils. I gave little back for fear that I would become vulnerable to attack. I had war on the brain and I could not see the river of love waiting on the other side of the battlefield. I now recognize that love is the antidote for the armoured warrior, but I could not drink the antidote in my driven state.

I apologize for not seeing you, my eyes blinded by congealed rage and unshed tears. If it is any consolation, and I imagine it is not, I could not see myself either. I saw only that which served my hyper-vigilance, my warrior focus. My mirror was a battlefield.

I apologize for my ungrounded materialism, my power driven tyrannies, my obsession with accumulation. Somehow I imagined that accumulation would protect me and those close to me, but I failed to recognize that it just perpetuated the madness. I also apologize for my egoic abuses, a reflection of my own misguided ego, pumped up to deal with an inherently competitive world. I couldn’t distinguish the healthy, confident ego from the cocky, unhealthy ego. I went much too far in the wrong direction.

I apologize for a sexuality that was objectifying and disconnected from the heart. I know you longed for real intimacy, a merging of our souls along the heart-genital highway. But there were too many defences around my heart, and no bridge could form between our souls. There were moments when your loving ways freed me from my body masks, but I had no template to stand in that heart-fire. I am sorry for this, for I know that the path you longed for was the path to God.

I apologize for my horrifying acts of violence, a reflection of my own congealed rage, my own inability to distinguish real enemies from friends. There are no words that can undo what I have done in those moments of madness. I know this, I do. I would hide my face in shame, but that won’t make things better. I need to own my misdeeds, and then find a way to believe in my capacity to move from a more loving place. I call out to other male warriors to be accountable for the actions of our gender, not in a way that is self-hating, but in a way that is courageously self-honest and genuinely compassionate. The heartfelt warrior acknowledges the error of his ways, and has the courage to do all he can to make amends over time.

I apologize for my inability to develop a conscious relationship. You were right there with your beautiful heart on your sleeve but I was too attached to my individualism and afraid of this unknown terrain. I know the forests, the marketplace and the ways of the outer world so well, but my inner geography is foreign to me. You called me to a place I was ill-prepared to go, although I sensed, below the surface of my bravado, that you called me home.

I am grateful for your willingness to believe that who I was in those rare moments of vulnerability was the real me. You were right- the real me lives inside of my heart- but a few moments now and then was the most I could handle. I saw you as dangerous, for in your presence I began to taste a surrendered way of being. Nonetheless, your faith in my goodness kept me going through many a battle, and restored my faith in life when I most needed it. You were the light at the end of a barbaric tunnel, and I am blessed.

I am grateful that you stuck with me through thick and thin, and I also understand those times you had to give up and let go. I now recognize that there is meaningful difference between a love-ship and a relationship. Love alone is not enough. Without a shared willingness to become conscious, there can only be frustration. I was so often impossible, clinging to my unconsciousness like a soldier clings to his weapons. I recognize the courage it took for you to keep your heart open in the presence of my resistance. You had every right to seek an authentic relationship, as your spirit was ignited in its presence. Your beautiful heart had every right to be met in its openness and willingness. I am grateful for the time you gave me, a moments respite from the hiding places I mistakenly called home.

I am grateful for Grandmother, for no one saw my tenderness more clearly. I am grateful for Mother, for choosing to bring me into being and for nourishing my body until I could find my feet. I am grateful for Mother Earth, for grounding my expansion and enlivening my spirit. I am grateful for the Divine Mother, the real Mother of us all. I now feel her divine presence, so close. Fiercely compassionate, she was always right here, breathing life into me, holding me safe. I sit in her lap as she breathes me.

I look forward to the day when the only thing that ignites relationship is two souls calling out to one another, two soul-hearts beating in the same direction, a whisper of longing that bridges one essence to another. I want to want you not because it gratifies my ego, not because you are outwardly beautiful, but because your very presence invites my Godself out of hiding. I want to touch you with my heart on my sleeve, to know chemistry between us that is not gender identified, but that is essence sourced, loves liquid lava flowing from the heart to the genitals to the great beyond. In this love-struck world, relationship will always be experienced as spiritual practice, a devotional expression of our God-self.

I had always believed that sensitivity is impossible to hold to in a harsh world. Yet in this moment, I feel sensitive, but without the fragility. I am still wearing armor but there is a shift in the direction of my intensity. I can linger in the heart-space a little longer than I once could, I am softening in places. After so many lifetimes with weapon in hand, a tenderling warrior is being birthed in the core of my being. He is confused, but he intuitively knows that this is the way home.

Please don’t give up on me or my fellow warriors. Forgive us our misdeeds, or, at the least, be open to the possibility that we will change as the trail expands to meet our shifting intentionality. The day will come when our warrior spirit loses its harsh edge, and comes into alignment with benevolent action. Some of us are already there, and many more of us will follow. The road to transformation is dependent on a bridge between genders, a benevolent bridge that celebrates our differences with respect and kindness. That work must begin with healing the rifts along the gender continuum, working hard to heal the collective heart until one day we can stand on a bridge across forever, hands held together, hearts open and alight, embracing the sacred masculine and divine feminine living at the heart of us all. I will meet you there.

May you feel the love of the Divine Mother crashing down on your heartfelt shores, graciously lifting you up above the madness of the world, nestling you in the grateful arms of those you have nurtured. Those of us who have received your blessings may not always acknowledge it, but your acts of love have landed within us, growing us stronger and infusing us with love’s light. Thank you.
© Jeff Brown, 2010 (www.soulshaping.com)

15.10.10

the fire withIn

dear fall Is.
in full bloom, here..
It takes the heart(h)... to keep Us clear….

29.9.10

In Our Nature


as the feminine leads the walk

back to Source

withIn



the masculine naturally follows



20.9.10

this goes out to All the people in the world
who do not know that it is their birthright
just to
BE


...the Love that ... We Are


 

16.9.10

Clearly Here Now



what Is clear (to me) now... is that every person comes In to awareness of the Divine Feminine.... through the female...

what I mean by this...
a person has to have, in a sense, a direct experience with their own essential feminine nature... to Awaken... to be Aware of Awareness in a deepening~way
 
it is possible for a man to experience this withIn himself... though not as easy to come by, alone, so to speak...
how that experience manifests for each person, cannot be known... or directed, or sought out...

...Only through Opening...
 
(and) this occurs spontaneously...Intuitively...

through aware Intuition~way, a man becomes conscious to this... holding a resonance with the necessity to allow vulnerability through... "letting go" {so to speak} of the mind .
 
To know that the history of mankind... has been just that...only his story... and he Is open to dropping the whole story, so to speak...
unfolding beyond it...going the distance...

[articulating this... that...Is conveyed without words]

28.8.10

On Impermanence

David Whyte, in his remarkable teachings and poetry, "What To Do When Wakening," reassures us that there is a lot of help out there in the world about how to live our lives to our fullest potential. As I have opened to the "frontier" of my own life, even as I enter the late autumn of my seventh decade, I am astounded by the truth of this as I read from top to bottom the tall tower of books I've accumulated recently. One pithy paragraph in Martine Batchelor's "Let Go" reads:

"When I saw my father die, I felt great sadness but also in that intense emotional moment I experienced fully for the first time the reality of impermanence. Thereafter I started to relate to people in a different way, because I knew for myself how precious they were, that their life rested upon a simple breath, the last breath I had seen on the lips of my father."

When I read this, I smiled to remember I was exhilerated and humbled to witness the first breath each of my sons took, the treasure at the end of labor from which I have been profoundly blessed; ah, yes, that same breath that left Martine's father's lips. Sometimes the sacredness of life is simply breath taking.

SOTL, off to cease the day...

27.8.10

Why are you unhappy?

Why are you unhappy?
Because 99.9 per cent
Of everything you think,
And of everything you do,
Is for yourself —
And there isn't one.

Poem by Terence James Stanner Gray a/k/a Wei Wu Wei
9-14-1895 - 1-5-1986

Love that... SOTL

19.8.10

Black

Black
I was taught to be afraid of the dark
I mean that deep midnight of spooks
A people bereft of their soil
and shackled to anothers plow
sustaining themselves on the
discards of someone else's supposed munificence

Black
I learned to be ashamed in the dark
what kind of people would allow themselves to be enslaved
bound, gagged and carted off against their will
to an unknown land?
I skulked as the shadow of my class, unanswered.

Black
Crime infested neighborhoods, drug overlords, poverty stricken ghettos,
HIV/AIDS Ravaged, Down-low manipulators, violent gangs,
misogynistic populism, rampant health disparities,
widening educational gaps, skyrocketing unemployment.
When that loud group of boys got on train how I have recoiled in judgement
The distance I tried to place between myself and that shadow
earned me a lifetime of imprisonment, stuck in my own foul reflection

Black
But now as I look, I see an primal energy, raw and irrepressible, a sacred strength
passed on through decades of hardship, in song, food, and fellowship
and the ability to endure the most nightmarish tempests
such will erase and transmute the jim crows and apartheids
because nothing less than love and truth are the alchemical agents
working to free us all at last

Black
I used to be afraid of the dark
but now I embrace it in wholeness.
When you sit alone in the true depths of darkness
you begin to be breathed by it and you realize
that chasing the light can be a distraction.
I celebrate the mystery of darkness
I surrender myself to the unknown
to discover in each shadowy moment
the inherent beauty of the night

Inanna

16.8.10

sprouts, inspired by and dedicated to CPE and Abi

This painting was inspired by a book by Clarissa Pinkola Estes and my dear friend Abi.
The book is called The Dancing Grandmothers. To BE Young While Old, Old While Young.

Abi told me this:
...It was of a tree stump, with an axe stuck in it, and from the end of the axe handle, leaves had begun to sprout… the remembered life-force of the tree had traveled through the head of the axe, and flowed up into the handle…





















Detail:






















Spacehugs,
Yvonne

15.8.10

Crystal Clarity

Love Is
who We Are
not what We do
The mind can never know this...
...We cannot become aware through thoughts...
what only the Heart feels

We are Aware of the Greater Intelligence arising on the planet
through Our Hearts
fueled by the truth of Love

unconscious actions can not occur in the space of Love
I now, understand, the U2 song: "Pride (In the Name of Love)"
Bono pleas with us: "What more 'in the name of love' ? "

It is all coming together now...
perfectly clear

14.8.10

through Amma and Us

"Awakening the Universal Motherhood"
Amma with children, taken from Amma.org


"The essence of motherhood is not restricted to women who have given birth;
It is inherent in both men and women,
It is an attitude of the mind.*
It is love, and love is the very breath of life."

I include with this... We are also awakening to the Universal Childhood...

We are both, the essence of mother and child... withIn....
Our In-herent Innocence

*Heart
Aralan said...
As a parent who still has his parents around I am so much more aware of how this is true and how even beyond the parenting we are all one living organism.




Doreen said...
It is marvelous how this unfolds. Everyone has a unique experience within the life situation...and yet everyone 'has been' a child (essentially 'still Is')....and everyone has 'come through' a mother!! We know directly how to be a child and how to be the mother to our True Self. All children reheart Us of this 

5.8.10

every thought that passes through the mind is a figment of imagination
imagine it all disintegrating in space
free of all concepts
in totality
I don't recall the song of a bird
we are it 

31.7.10

The Dancing Grandmothers

I just finished reading a book by Clarissa Pinkola Estes.

It is called *The Dancing Grandmothers. To BE Young While Old, Old While Young.*
She gives such a powerful and beautiful Tree-analogy in it.
I try to translate a bit of it:
She says, even when a tree gets cut down, 
after a while in most cases it will have new sprouts. 
Coming out of the roots which are hidden beneath the Earth.
In this (daughter)sprouts the tree will live on. 
She claims that every woman has a guardian deep within (roots), 
which no matter what happens to the woman is available and can be activated.
Sorry, I can't do it better in English.
Anyway, it was very encouraging to read the book.

Spacehugs,
Yvonne

26.7.10

Why It Is Wise to Worship a Woman

***quote from

The Translucent View the musings of Arjuna Ardagh

Why It Is Wise to Worship a Woman

 ....Somewhere around the second wall from the center, she casts the veils of her personality aside, and shows you that she is both a human being and also a portal into something much greater than that. She shows you a wrath that is not hers, but all women’s. She shows you a patience that is also universal. She shows you her wisdom. At this point you start to experience the archetypes of women, who have been portrayed as gods and goddesses and mythological figures in every tradition....

read more here:

http://arjunaardagh.wordpress.com/2010/07/20/why-it-is-wise-to-worship-a-woman/


Peace and Love,

Yvonne






 

 

21.7.10

Chipmunk Limerick

I watched a chipmunk scurry
He looked to be in a hurry
I watched him go from tree to bush
And while he seemed to be in a rush
wherever he went, he was free.

20.7.10

Flame of Truth

You can take it all, burn it up,
no longer is it needed.
a name, a place, a job, a life,
an anchor to something solid.
I am nothing and no one
Fire of truth consume me
I rest in peace,
in this there is contentment.

Once I looked for myself in things accomplished
I searched day in and out for completion by task
not knowing I was always there.
To discover a deeper knowing by standing still
is to arrive home once and for all.

In a broken world that asks us to do so much
In a world where breakneck paces speed us along unconsciously
I am content to remain quietly in place,
and with rended heart simply notice what is.
my contribution is different now
And if by some action I relieve suffering and lay claim
to some grand accomplishment
just laugh and remind me that infirmity shall retire me also

Surrender is the only true wisdom.

3.7.10

the Inspiration that flows throughOut





  X

 as the Valley 'continues' to Open...
Valley merges with Mountain
_______

In to Infinity...
Life Is
realize
 that You have complete ownership of Your body
and, at the same time,
oneness with everyone
Love fills every molecule 
Every Space
every|where


thank You, Kim Eng, Eckhart Tolle, and everyone
the "new" collective consciousness arising on the planet 



2.7.10

this is a space to share whatever You feel for
....anything at all
no boundaries
I practice 'loving what is'
I can no longer associate words with 'meaning'
what comes is feeling of knowing... "I am You, too"
It is truly love-ly
"try" it

a dear friend wrote these words:
"I am You in a different form"

27.6.10

Fireflies

Summer's black night sky flickers on and off,
backlit to the luminesence of a thousand tiny lanterns.
they dapple the darkness, each with their own little light
carefree and radiant.
flapping, fluttering, glimmering, glowing.

Here time rests. Just this. Only this.
Here at the edge,
the world blinks into and out of existence.
continuity ceases and you might fall endlessly.
Yet when bottom vanishes away
it cannot be called falling, instead
you soar on the strength of your own light.
and the absence that is everything, leaves you so full
there is room for no more. At last, content.

Yet in the blink of another eye,
the world comes crashing through again
the list of tasks incomplete,
the leaning into a future unknown.

I see you with my my whole being now,
perhaps for the first time,
and for now, knowing you are there, is enough.

18.6.10

Upon Seeing You Cry

Love is like water. I am love. You are too.
If you crack me open, I do not break
rather, picture a pebble momentarily splitting the water's surface
and then, the quiet stillness resumes.

Water, like love will seek out the holes, the crevices,
the places that seem so solid and hard
Water will find a way in. Make the material vulnerable
soften and wash away the excess. Transform it. Gleaming.
Water will round out the rough edges or reflect you back to yourself
as a rippled mirror.

Have you ever watched raindrops run down your window and blissfully unite into pools?
Were they ever really apart?
Or did we just imagine them separate,
for the glory of watching them reunite.

The sacred dance of ocean waves frolicking to and fro
Lila in motion. Part to the whole. Wholeness itself.
I am sure if I looked closely enough I could see myself in your teardrop
and perhaps there - we could float downstream into the ocean's rolling currents.

Summer Solstice Virtual Council

Saturday, June 19, 2010
join the FREE LIVE call:
Thirteen Indigenous Grandmothers

23.5.10

Emptiness

If you are empty then you are ready to be filled by the beauty of the world.

19.5.10

The Dangerous Old Woman

The Dangerous Old Woman
a 2 - part podcast, Clarissa Pinkola Est├ęs interviewed by Tami Simon of Sounds True


the most important thing I have ever heard for
the All of Our Life
this day, is a marker of utter significance
the Earth shifted Her Inner Axis, ... In Us All



(Abi sent me the link)
(photo from azdesertdad) 

azdesertdad wrote this:
SO, You "think" you are to old to BLOOM HUH?.....think again...here is the PROOF....the Saguaro Cactus below is in our backyard. She moved in with us when we moved to Arizona 6 years ago...we named her PEACE.  She is thought to be approximately 70 years old...and she had yet to BLOOM...until NOW...today she let loose in all her glory...Her VERY first bloom....she is truly a Dangerous Old Woman who is Blooming brightly....It's never to late to BLOOM, "time" means nothing to a Blooming Dangerous Old Woman, (or man) HA! Introducing "PEACE" in full Bloom!!!!

11.5.10

It is not possible
to write the words
...the language
that my Heart speaks

5.5.10

Inner Peace

All judgments, comments, opinions...
contain a -(negative) or + (positive) charge

Apply the = principle, In|stead
...Equanimity Is the constant frequency...

{Via Your Inner Mother}

23.4.10

the end of the old world


perhaps someone tells someone that they are deeply sorry for the way it had to be
even though, it had to be this way
it is nice if someone recognizes something about it
that lets someone know, they understand
what no longer needs to be understood

22.4.10

Divine Feminine/Happy Mother Earth Day






















The seed of feminity
is ready to grow
To start its activity
just let it flow
Its manner is calm, smooth and healing
it gets its strength from deep within
You don’t need to force it
there’s nothing to “do”
it naturally happens
just be willing to.

19.4.10

Passive dynamic

The nature of the Feminine
can't be explained
It is slumbering in each being
female or male
Ready to get fertilized
when you are receptive
Then like a fetus
taking its own time to grow
Bringing the Divine into the world
when it is mature

Just be willing to be the vessel

Allow