Totems seem to personify the male archetype, but here they bloom, sprout new possibilities, grow organically or "chaotically" depending on the observer! The blur is under observation, freeing possibilities!
I am getting into character this morning, attempting to manifest the Mother Nature archetype for the waterRIP video.
See, that's a problem. Mother Nature and God the Father- like who set that up? And why do we continue this divisive nonsense?
How do i play the archetype while dissolving "her."
Reasoning behind the curtain:
I am suspecting that the authorative ignorance that decided we were creatures of a mechanistic universe, put Galileo under arrest for having the temerity to say the Sun wasn't orbiting Earth and more recently, it was that kind of voice that told "us" that throwing toxins over large amounts of land, was a great idea.
That voice believed that it had the right to force the world into submission. That voice thought profitable poisons would just "go away," that the water used to arouse the plants would carry industrial waste laced fertilizers and nerve toxins known as pesticides, into the gutters, streams and on into the rivers. That "nature" would carry our collective wastes and proftable toxins out to the ocean. The ocean would then magickly clean it all up. (or insert the carbon particles speeding up global warming, general air pollution, aquifer and well contamination, pharmacueticals etc. there is a long list)
So check it out. The underlying assumption is that Mother Nature would take the abuse and do the clean up. Now where is that coming from?
Does it relate to God the Father telling man he has dominion over all earth and all the creatures?
"We are told in Genesis 1 that God said to man “Be fruitful and
multiply; fill the earth and subdue it; have dominion over the fish of the sea,
over the birds of the air, and over every living thing that moves on the
earth” (Gen. 1:28)."
I, for one, must query the arrogance of a God that dissed most of creation for a particular species and for only one gender of that species. (1- aka later)
So to avoid the trap of that argument - i consider the whole picture and jump to language itself.
People created language and then used it to describe "feelings/actions/mysteries.objects" which they named God. So now we are discussing a set of abstract associations that have been handed down for thousands of years. (We know what happens to stories after a while, right?) So instead of focusing on the language, perhaps it is time to go back to the feeling, the knowing core, deep heart, the soul of things and reconnoiter.
Who are we - now? We have turned on many new lights; nothing looks as it did before. When we see differently, what we see, changes, and that is where our possibilities live. Let's join them.
(1) This is the same story that ignored Lilith and gave Eve, the rib clone, star status. So Eve, being a literal part of Adam, was there to attend him, have "his" children and in a jam be his scapegoat (The apple right?) This is all metaphor for a pattern associated with Nature and the Feminine. So even when 'they" were benefiting from the work of the planet's natural services, enjoying "her' bounty, it was acceptable to take and give back as little as possible. This is a pattern of abuse. Wow!~ Like a death sentence for sure.
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Sunday, August 19, 2012
Divine Masculine
This is so cool. I have been working on myth deconstruction as a way to (now) lovingly dismantle the fallacies we were led to believe in order to recognize how they have colored our walk through the ages. I am doing this from the western cultural perspective but am not limited to that tunnel. People have been mingling for a long time, so even if i tried to edit, i would be in a fantasy. (clue number 3)
It's the historical edits that have created our delusional consent and getting past the fast food of mental distractions is kind of like snooping in some huge forbidden yet available, attic. Some trunks are locked, some are open and untouched others are pawed through with their contents spilling over the sides This is a wondrous shadowy place of vast mental treasures, full of ideas, stories, facts and fables. This is where brain sparklers lie dormant.
Brain sparklers are abundantly available, grow with sharing, get farther off road the longer you travel and light the way for ever more exploring. Their energy multiplies with use, makes people happy which empowers us to pass the happiness on (See the Happiness Advantage on PBS). The more happiness that is spread around the better, therefore it seems most wise to enable happiness. This ultimately arrives at the gift that everyone is born to deliver, for in that "birthing" the seeds of true happiness spread. This is not a mandate or a measure (Bhutan's gross national happiness) this is about expanding life's potential.
So I have been exploring through Lilliths, Eves, Adams, Mephistopheles, Lucifers, Jesus(es), gods, godesses, Ice Queens, Mary Magdalenes, Delilahs, Davids, Goliaths, saints and sinners. Bouncing this off rules and regulations, policies and those ubiquitous "everybody knows" is a roller coaster ride. Landing for a spell on this piece by Charles Eisenstein was magick and fundamentally sublime aka meant to be. I am so grateful for the male viewpoint that shares the concept of coming back together in a way that aligns with whole thinking, that i am quite giddy. Please read this great blog entry, Money and the Divine Masculine and share the joy.
So the story i needed to help myself understand is growing and as it grows i see the ways to forgive a life that has confused, angered, frustrated, delighted, fooled, tricked, mesmerized and harmed me and others. My gift is to share the keys to the attic, to open trunks with crusty old locks and to tell the story of us in new ways.
Once one sees the glam, glitz and tawdry bits of what can only be called a manmade superimposition laid out like caked makeup on a bigger more beautiful reality, then we can consciously choose a future that is not just desirable but extremely do-able. Awww the freedom of bliss!
It's the historical edits that have created our delusional consent and getting past the fast food of mental distractions is kind of like snooping in some huge forbidden yet available, attic. Some trunks are locked, some are open and untouched others are pawed through with their contents spilling over the sides This is a wondrous shadowy place of vast mental treasures, full of ideas, stories, facts and fables. This is where brain sparklers lie dormant.
Brain sparklers are abundantly available, grow with sharing, get farther off road the longer you travel and light the way for ever more exploring. Their energy multiplies with use, makes people happy which empowers us to pass the happiness on (See the Happiness Advantage on PBS). The more happiness that is spread around the better, therefore it seems most wise to enable happiness. This ultimately arrives at the gift that everyone is born to deliver, for in that "birthing" the seeds of true happiness spread. This is not a mandate or a measure (Bhutan's gross national happiness) this is about expanding life's potential.
Lilith
"Due to Lilith’s refusal to bear Adam’s
children she
has come to symbolize female power. From the “Shrine of Lilith”
Mephistopheles
the chief of the Devils w/thnx to Faust
and wikipedia
So the story i needed to help myself understand is growing and as it grows i see the ways to forgive a life that has confused, angered, frustrated, delighted, fooled, tricked, mesmerized and harmed me and others. My gift is to share the keys to the attic, to open trunks with crusty old locks and to tell the story of us in new ways.
Once one sees the glam, glitz and tawdry bits of what can only be called a manmade superimposition laid out like caked makeup on a bigger more beautiful reality, then we can consciously choose a future that is not just desirable but extremely do-able. Awww the freedom of bliss!
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