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March 20, 2008

Spring Giddiness

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Spring Giddiness
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.

I would love to kiss you.
The price of kissing is your life.
Now my loving is running toward my life shouting,
What a bargain, let's buy it.

Daylight, full of small dancing particles
and the one great turning, our souls
are dancing with you, without feet, they dance.
Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?

All day and night, music,
a quiet, bright
reedsong. If it
fades, we fade.

-- Jalaluddin Rumi

Ah, welcome spring!!
It's been over a year since my words have splashed out here. Today, on this first day of spring 2008, it feels like the blessedly ripe time to stop in for a visit again. These days of solstice and equinox are, after all, some of my favorites in the year. 

Rumi's Spring Giddiness has been my mantra in the last few weeks.  A little over two years ago I wrote a song from these words. Called Don't Go Back to Sleep, once I made a rough scratch recording it seemed to fade back in my mind. I was perusing the contents of my little hand-held digital recorder which I use to capture my song ideas or works-in-process. When I stumbled upon the very first strains of this song  my breath caught.  It was just what I needed to hear that day.  And apparently every day since.  Over and over the refrain comes to me: "The door is round and open, the door is round and open." The song has begun to sing me.

This is a different phenomenon than getting a song annoyingly stuck in the groove of my brain. Roseanne Cash has been quoted as saying, "I've always found that songs can be postcards from your future."  When I first heard this quote about a decade ago I totally got that haunting quality to art of any medium.  To me, as with Roseanne, it comes in the form of song and I find it everywhere in my works. Even considering the new rush of energy and enjoyment of a fresh baby song, in some ways it's more fun to look back at a song when I can feel it through the seasons of my life. Rumi and his poem and my ensuing song have embodied this haunting future-past quality.  Something in me wrote the song two years ago, but it's real impact hasn't been noticeable until now.  Perhaps some mysterious future self sent this song back to me a couple of years ago so that I could partake of it in this season by simply enjoying my earlier fruits.  Or maybe my subconscious was just way ahead of my conscious.  Either way, it's a cool thing.

Being the equinox, we Bruxvoort-Colligan's will be celebrating with our traditional Equinox Pizza.  I'll be sitting in some quiet space with a candle and my journal for some reflection and looking forward.  And my beloved and I will find space together on our couch (Viola - who will be making an appearance in the sheep pasture on our upcoming duet CD), sipping red wine and sharing the holinesses-made-manifest from our own lives this Holy Week.

And you: have a happy equinox and may you drink in the loveliness of this grand day,
Trish

January 17, 2007

Happy Birthday Week to ME!

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Trish, age three, Burt and Ernie birthday cake - made by Aunt Beth, my mother's sister.

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Yep - it's birthday week!  Wahoo!  I love my birthday week and drink it all in with feisty joy.  I'm an Aquarius, born January 22, 1975.  For those of you who aren't math geniuses, that makes me 32 years old on Monday.

In our house, the birthday girl or boy gets the whole week. Richard and Sammy have sweetly gifted me with a present each morning before Sammy hops aboard the bus. Monday it was a recipe book (handcrafted by Sammy and Daddy with LOTS of tape) full of recibes for just one item: the mango lassi! Ooh, I love Indian food, in particular the traditional Indian mango drink. The boys got a whole pile of mangoes and accompanying ingredients and Sammy and I whipped them up for dinner on Monday night. Tuesday I got a new orange (favorite color) folding toothbrush. Today it was the new Stephanie Plum mystery by Janet Evocovich, Twelve Sharp. (I'm a sucker for a quirky murder mystery, and Stephanie Plum takes the cake. No pun intended...) Last night Sammy took me out for pizza, and tonight we'll do something special, too. (Richard's at the Big City Church both nights.) This weekend friends are taking us out for pasta and the theater. I think it'll be a great birthday week for me.

This photo above of me at my 3rd birthday party is tender for me. Each time I really look at it - and into the eyes of my three-year-old self - I tear up. In the midst of preparing our house for sale, I recently re-discovered my baby book with photos from my early childhood. Many find me with a strained smile or no smile at all. Here though, at age three, I have a spontaneous smile - maybe even a precursor to a giggle? It 's both sad and heartwarming to see my/her face. I want to scoop her up as I have so often scooped up my son and ask her what she knows. To tickle her and snuggle with her and sing her to sleep. To love her like she's never been loved before.

Over the last several weeks, I've been exploring EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique), an energy-based, self-healing method based on the meridians, as well as "mind training" methods that integrate prayer, meditation, EFT and hypnosis. As a contemplative who leans deeply into Buddhist Insight Meditation and treasures the journey of life (including the rich folds of the soul that darkness, sorrow, and grief lend), I am reluctant to try and am skeptical of ultra "light-based", instantaneous, "change-your-mind-and-change-your-life" recipes for success, happiness and manifestation. 

In his book Original Self, author, musician, psychotherapist, and former monk (now there's a combo I love!) Thomas Moore offers that when we are "chronically trying to be someone other than [our] original self, persuaded that we are not adequate and should fit some norm of health or correctness, we may find a cool distance gradually separating us from the deep and eternal person, that God-given personality, and we may forget both who we were and who we might be."

Three more quotes from Original Self:

   "The soul has its own set of rules; the events of the soul are cyclic and repetitive. Familiar themes come round and round. The past is more important than the future. The living and the dead have equal roles. Pleasures are deep, and pain can reach the very foundations of our existence."

   "The soul doesn't evolve or grow, it cycles and twists, repeats and reprises, echoing ancient themes common to all human beings. Its odyssey is a drifting at sea, a floating toward home, not an evolution toward perfection."

   "To be modern is to worship at the altar of health. We look forward to the day when we will be fully balanced and adjusted. We believe we will have arrived there when trouble vanishes and we feel chronically carefree... Behind this attitude lies a salvational fantasy... Once in a group discussion James Hillman was celebrating the soul's pathologies. I supported his stance by saying how important it is to safeguard our symptoms. A man in the group came up to me afterward and said, 'Did I hear you right? Did you speak in favor of preserving our symptoms? How could a therapist, of all people, make such an odd remark?'
   Our neuroses are the raw material out of which an interesting personality may be crafted. They are sometimes dangerous and debilitating but nonetheless valuable...
   Not wallowing in our limitations by creatively dealing with them as resources for a vital life - the
prima materia of the alchemists - we arrive not at shallow self-acceptance but at profound love of the soul, which, with its rich mixture of the good and the bad, is the starting point of a creative life."

Whew - this is the sort of stuff that makes my mystic soul come alive! It's also very much in tune with my experience of breath-centered meditation. And, to me anyway, it seems that the hypes of EFT, positive affirmations, and hypnotherapy blatantly contradict this more soul-nurturance view. A 'salvational fantasy', if you will. Yet there are many individuals dear to me that claim the personal and life-altering power of these tools and methods. The movie The Secret is big news in many spiritual circles, as are books by Esther and Jerry Hicks, which contain messages on the laws of abundance and attraction brought forth by the entity Abraham, whom they channel.

As much as the contemplative in me may initially bristle at this sort of language, it has been my experience that where I place my thoughts my attention follows. And I love my readings in the intersection of faith and science, of quantum physics and faith/theology/spirituality, which is at play in EFT, affirmation work, The Secret, and other "mind tools". AND I'm also a Big Fan of the incredibly rich diversity of God.

So - what do I do with all this that initally feels like discord? I'm sitting with it. Exploring it. Opening my mind to the ways these seemingly different world/spirituality views might find stands of similarity, even compatability.

How, you may be begging to know, does this relate to my birthday week? I often find myself claiming themes rather than resolutions for a year, and as my birthday is so close to the new year it is often the marker for such thematic turns around the sun. Lately I feel a rumbling in my belly as I relate to my past. This is not new, and Lord knows I've done a shit load of inner work, therapy, journaling and spiritual direction as I bring healing and peace to my Story. But as my son ages, it becomes more important to me to live "cleanly" from my Story. I'm not sure what I mean by that, exactly. Just that I don't want to bring all the tangles from my family of origin into so many of my encounters with my son. I'm sensing that all of the above - from Thomas Moore to EFT to affirmative mantras - have pieces to contribute to a new layer of healing might occur in my life. Thus, we have a theme for Birthday Year 32. (Incidentally, in numerology the number 32 is broken down to the number 5. Here's what one resource says about the energies of 5. Right in line with child-hearted-ness, I think!)

This is a long post, I know. And full of diverse ideas and thoughts and explorations. If you've stuck with me this far, I'd love to know your thoughts on this. I know some of you personally, and know that you are mystic-contemplative minded folks. How do you integrate (or not) some of these ideas? If you feel yourself more in-line with positive visualization, the laws of attraction and abundance, and other new thought modalities, what do you think of Thomas Moore's assertions? You Buddhists, too - what's your take? I'm interested in creative dialogue here, so be real and be kind.

Okay. I'm off to slather on another coat of paint on some doors on my second floor. When will we ever be done with this house tending so we can get this baby on the market? 

Hmmmm.... Maybe I can harness this law of attraction.  I'm visualizing it now.... The doors are painted, the clutter is gone, the floors are so shiny I can see my face in them... The plumber is on his way to install the new shower... I can see the sale coming...

:-)

January 08, 2007

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December 25, 2006

Hear the Angels Sing...

Angel_wing_2Merry Christmas to you.

In the coming year, may you hear the song the angels sang at your brith.

And may you live fully into it.

Deep bows of Holy,
Trish

December 19, 2006

Under the Pink Carpet

Today I have been ripping out carpet.  It's very therapeutic.  And a very good workout, too. The pink Berber of our bedroom - installed by the folks that lived here before us - decidedly does NOT make my heart sing. But in ripping it out I've found something that does: wide-plank pine that with a little help will be stunning. So rather than slapping down new carpet as we first planned to do we will be sanding and refinishing it this week. Had I only known what treasures lay beneath the aged, pink eysore carpet!

My lesson in this:
Fear not what is underneath. For under the layers there lies the inspiration for a singing heart.

What is underneath your pink carpet today?