I close my eyes and look inward through the door way of the heart. I imagine I’m lying on a beach. I begin to relax by breathing deeply and letting go of all the tension in my body. I continue to breathe and feel the breath gently enter through my right nostril and as I exhale it leaves through the left. This lingers till there’s a peaceful calm in my mind that travels throughout my body. I see myself walk down a tree-lined path, soft wet grass under my feet. Gentle breezes whisk by and blow hair from my face and fill me with a tender healing property that flows throughout my body. Jasmine fills the air as I breathe in, still air surrounds me. I go deeper into the forest, the air becomes thicker. I’ve entered into the vast inner realm of my life. There’s a welcoming darkness that soothes my mind, like soft music lightly playing in my head. I look up; it’s the overhead canopy that has blocked the sun. I sit down under this large tree and feel the strong bark against my back. I become one with the tree. I sense a kinship with nature as if it is a long lost friend and we meet once again. I open to this experience and embrace the ambiance of this spirit. I see the boundaries of my inner life spread out and begin to grow roots. My roots intertwine with this massive oak. We coil together, this tree and me, two intertwined into one, like a rope, banded together we’re stronger. We extend our roots into the soil of the earth joining with others below the surface of the earth, until one cannot distinguish one from the other. Some centuries old, some a few days old. The grasses too have small roots that intertwine, all as one root system supporting life above the earth. We’re one massive root. Now I begin to grow and push up through the ground as this massive tree trunk. My bark is strong, protecting me from disease and invaders that comes too close or cling to me. My branches extend out into the world, green fronds grow and glimmer in the sun making their own food by taking in energy from the sun and rain, fully self-sufficient and integrated with life. I grow and produce food. My leaves shelter the earth. Soon my leaves droop from heavy rain that has fallen from the sky washing the earth. I’ve just returned life giving nutrients to the source. The spirit of the tree has always been a part of me. Its’ branches grow strong and healthy, free from disease and illnesses of the mind, body and emotions. Such is the vast inner life, as majestic as the tree of Humanity.
*She Takes Responsibility For Her Life
An empowered woman knows that to own your power, you have to own your sh*t. She is continually healing, learning and growing at all times. She uncovers and heals the fears, wounds, sabotaging patterns, and limiting beliefs and that have held her back. She heals her past wounds because she knows that if she doesn’t, she will continue recreating them. She releases unhealthy patterns from her lineage. She questions the subconscious societal narratives that have limited the role of ‘Woman’ in the world.
*She Makes Her Own Rules
Empowered women know that they are are the authors of their own experience. When you heal and clear old beliefs, programs and patterns that are not your highest truth, you make room for what is.
Embodiment: Decide who you want to be and what you want to create in the world. Know that you are worthy of having all your desire. Know that it is your birthright to be prosperous, in vibrant health and be surrounded by love. It is your birthright to live in a free, peaceful and thriving world. Women know how to create this, we just need to believe it first. Don’t forget that we are Creatrixes, Life Givers, and that we have the power of Creation in our wombs. Use it.
May 22, 2019
A Transformed Reality!
The decision has been made.
The wheels are turning
Moving forward towards my destination.
Inner light is the guide.
At a high rate of speed,
I grab a hold of my seatbelt
As the wind blow hair across my face.
Blinding me for a moment.
Until familiar landmarks appear.
A gentle nudge from an old friend,
Deepens my connection to what’s real.
A light squeeze from my aunt,
Turns my heart to butter,
As I settle into the day.
A moment to reflect,
Put things in perspective.
Over fifty years on the surface of the earth.
Close my eyes,
See a different reality.
The road traveled has been my Life!!!
There is a driving force within you.
A hunger that you try to fill,
you eat more
But still the hunger remains.
This hunger is the need to…
reach your full potential as a unique human being.
Not a carbon copy,
but an original.
To live in this body
is a wonderful thing,
to experience a range of emotions,
to stand in awe
at what you have become
to gaze back over your life
see the joy and pain,
love and loss,
is a life well-lived.
Like an iceberg, most of what you are is submerged below the surface.
If you look closer through a clear mirror you will see.
I gaze through the crystal blue lake and see the massive ice chunk under the blue.
If you look only at the surface you will never see the beauty of the inner world.
Under the sea, deep in a cavern below is where exotic creature live.
In the unconscious mind, which is summered inside of you houses the mysteries of the world. Like taking an expedition through the many layers of the earth. To reveal the core. The hot molten lava, churning. A fire burns inside of you like a hunger. You feed it many things, but not what it really wants. This unconscious mind wants you to discover its secrets. Take a look and see the brilliance. Like looking at the night sky. Millions of tiny stars twinkle. All universes onto themselves. You are a micro of the great universe. Stop acting small. Understand every thought, deed and word is held in the unconscious, even the events of the world, which is a collective unconscious. Split apart the large mountain into tiny rocks, look at them under a microscope to determine what they are. You have power to remake your life and the world.
Inquiring into the Nature of my being
and the nature of “God”.
One single thing.
I wake to the sounds of the dog
Scratching at the bars of his cage.
For a moment
I lie in darkness
Tiny lights flicker from a statue.
So I can see.
What time is it?
I always wonder
Feeling better if I’ve slept
A full night.
No, it’s three in the morning.
Before I get out of bed
I slink back into myself
Like a turtle back into his shell.
Thoughts flood my mind
Like the moonlight
On a dark starless night.
The words come from a place
Deep inside of me.
I’m Oprah, Obama,
These thoughts lay gently within me.
Into the arena of Inquiry
A search for the truth
As it appears to me,
Raw and naked
Open and unashamed.
This life is one single thing,
Expressed as everything.
The left and the right of my brain merge into a whole.
I see God at work in everything.
I open my eyes
Wake from the hypnosis and conditioning
Let the dog out of his cage.
We step into the crisp morning air
So we both can feel a sense of relief.
I’m not this body
I’m not what you call me
Or think of me.
I’m not your property
Do not belong to the State.
Then who am
Like watching a movie on the screen.
For a moment,
Think I am the actor
Experiencing the scene.
When the movie is over
About the characters.
I really did like that movie.
I know it was just a character
Then who am I?
Lost without a fixed state.
I would be nothing
Without this body, money
This car or home.
Homeless without a room.
Leaves me feeling empty and all alone
Fear takes over
I cannot tolerate this feeling.
I run and hide,
Escape into alcohol, drugs, sex,
Anything to elevate this feeling
Like I am about die.
I can choose to ride this wave.
Hold onto the moment.
Ground myself in the tingling in my toes.
Soon the wave subsides.
I’m a little closer to
Of this attachment
To the body and old.
THE CHANGING NATURE OF BELIEF
The Changeful and unstable nature of reality.
Why put all your trust and belief?
Is all you need to identify.
Did you choose false assumptions as a kid?
“I am the body” “I am in this skin.”
Not part of your original identity,
Selected along the way
Tucked neatly in the back of your thoughts.
This attachment to the fleeting phenomenal gives rise to the
Who does not exist.
It’s something you made up
As a substitute for the truth.
Like children in play.
A natural tendency to make believe,
A young mind
Not able to fully grasp the truth.
Who is this “I”?
The person we take ourselves for.
Is just an idea.
If you study and learn as a person,
You only function as a person.
Awaken to the truth.
You then start moving as the whole.
The Woman’s Path to Liberation is a Crafted 7-Step remedy for Fear, Self-Doubt and Limiting Beliefs that is both Autobiographical and Transformational. The focus is on training the mind and cultivating inner wisdom that will uncover your source of suffering and unearth a well-spring of power that will reconstruct the self.
A Source of Creative Expression, Deep Connection & Transformation
This Mandala symbolism was first created by Carl Jung a noted psychologist and he began to explore the unconscious.
Creating a Mandala is a way for a person to strengthen the connective bond between themselves and the natural world and bring into the conscious mind that which is hides where it can then be examined.
When we remove ourselves from the busyness to slow down and tune into the natural environment answers emerge.