Strangely disoriented after a weekend of ultimate bliss....
I find myself at a hot springs in the Sierras, about to embark on a 5 day contact improv festival. I woke up this morning at the happy buddha in mount shasta, got coffee at the stagedoor where I encountered an evolutionary astrologer. His look at my chart confirmed a lot that I already know-- (I am a soul worker--- healing souls through interface with the physical body, I learn most from embracing the unknown....) and also reminded me of my tendency towards extremes- with my sun right on the aries/pisces cusp I contain both the very beginning and the very end of the evolutionary cycle.
Beloved (sacred arts and music festival in Oregon) was amazing... the unity of a single stage, bright neo-tribal beings dancing their souls to African energy, kirtan, sacred dub, gospel music, and more... friends from the divine playground in costa rica... sacred clowning... ease... magic chocolate.... the spirits of plants dancing amongst us and within us...
Beloved gave me the opportunity to delve deeper into my relationship with white light, yeshua, the prince of peace. One of my intentions before the festival was to explore "the elegance of boundaries." I had originally intended this to mean boundaries of physical intimacy, and my relationship with yeshua was certainly served by withholding mental and emotional energy from those matters. What I did not expect is that I was able to channel the sacred energy of the space to reach deep deep meditative states, which allowed for an exploration of the boundaries between the astral and the physical planes. Music and meditation brought me out of my body, transcending any physical needs (warmth, bladder).... and I would originally feel shocked and kind of disgusted to have to get back into my physical body. But by listening in and taking these transitions slowly, I was able to wake up my body from the root on up, experiencing an ecstatic star magic zap sparkle kundalini awakening like I didn't know was possible. Instead of being my usual energetic and social self on the dance floor (enlightening everyone up), I used my shawl like a monk over my head and went into a cocoon to solo explore the snake's movement within me. And wow did it move me.
Tuning in exclusively to myself allowed me such deep communion with spirit and music... and yet now I come off of that to find myself surrounded by the opposite extreme... a contact improv festival in the Sierras. Funny, how spirit works. How we flow through periods of absolute ease towards challenge and transformation (and these are the best times because they make us stronger!) When I first found contact improv it was so healing because I craved the unconditional loving touch and affection that it provided, but now I am less needy and enjoy it for other reasons... for the flying, the listening, the surrender. This week will be an exploration of how I can take the lessons I learned about dance at Beloved--- channeling energy on a solo journey--- and evolve them to suit this form of dance, which is all about engaging with an other(s). Must I release the boundaries I have worked to establish? How will these boundaries evolve?
I was at first hesitant to accept the Prince of Peace because I thought it meant renouncing other things (the hindu pantheon of deities, tarot cards, sex, witchy things). Beloved taught me that the white light is expansive, it does not live exclusively within Jesus but also within buddha and saraswati, dance and plants and chocolate... because it is not a thing, it is a state of awareness, and it is our attitude or addictions towards these things that can make them into barriers towards white light. I know that, of course, touch and love towards other humans are some of the dearest expressions of this white light, and I'm curious to use this festival space to explore that this week. Surrendering to the dance.
Life can seem so complicated, but always so simple when we bring it back, magnetically, effortlessly, to love.
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