Musings and Writings

Musings and Writings

Sunday, October 31, 2010

A Weekly Reflection: Time to Nurture

My eldest’s daughters birthday was this past Friday and as I thought about the meaning of this date I also reflected on the idea of time and growth.

I thought about how quickly these 23 years had passed, and the young woman she had become in what seemed like a moment in time. Memories and visions of her as an infant, child and teenager all converged into a rapid fire slideshow of seconds.

I thought about the time, energy, love and care that was offered towards helping her grow and flourish.  And, how at certain points along the way these efforts are mirrored back to you. This process of giving birth, guiding, nurturing and watching the end product of that process come to fruition is true for all our manifest and creative efforts; whether they are children, ideas or emotions. I realized how this exact process had played out in so many others areas of my life. Projects, actions, ideas; all like small children needing guidance and direction. We give our creation form, enliven its energy with our actions. We carefully tend to its needs to ensure growth and worry and intercede  at signs of distress, dis-ease or stagnation.

We become so intimately and resolutely attached to its very core with the goal of successful outcome the driving force. With time and determination what we have set forth becomes a living force of its own; infused by our personal offerings and shaped and molded by its dynamics.

What will you give birth to this week? What will you tend to, nurture and begin the steps towards growth within yourself?

Saturday, October 23, 2010

You Think You Know ME? - Scorpio

You may think

That you know

Me

But my masks

Are many

And I hide my

Secrets well.

 

My passions are

Intense and move

Through me

Flowing like hot lava

Despite my conservative

And cool exterior.

 

And those of you

Who think me cold

And unfeeling

Only see the mastery

Of my façade which

Protects the exposed

Soft belly beneath.

 

It is often in

The dark of night

That I find the

Greatest solace, but

If I linger too long

That place of comfort

Becomes the prison

From which I strain

And struggle to

Break free.

 

I  pause and breathe

Deeply to allow the realization

That these walls of

Confinement are My

Frightened emotion’s

Creation and the walls

crumble around me

as the light of Dawn

Filters through.

 

The sands of time

Shift and flow from

One tightly held container

To another.

The truth’s of my own

History’s stories are

Drawn up from the darkness

And into the blazing sun.

I examine them

And relearn the

Greater lessons contained

In each.

 

And, once mastered and reclaimed

As paths back to myself

My Spirit soars and all

See me as transformed.

The burden has been lifted

And I look once again

Towards the full

Light of Day.

 

No, you will never

Know all of my

Secrets.

Many lay hidden

Buried even to me,

But without their stories

To be lived

You would not be

Charmed and seduced by

My enigmatic charisma.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

A Weekly Reflection: The Tabula Rasa

I was recently listening to music to use for a piece of choreography and came across something called the Tabula Rasa by  Arvo Part.  Basically the music is a geometric structure of sound that repeats the same basic set of notes with minor variations and dynamics as the complete composition. The intriguing part is how the music winds around a central core of sameness.

Initially what attracted me to this piece of music was the title, “Tabula Rasa”. The term in Latin equates to the English "blank slate" (which refers to writing on a slate sheet in chalk) but comes from the Roman tabula or a  wax tablet, used for notes, which was blanked by heating the wax and then smoothing it to give a tabula rasa. I liked this idea of mind being molded by experience and the many permutations that it may take on, while still operating from a central core of knowledge.

I believe this principle to one that is a staple of spiritual progress. The idea that we go through (or better put- allow) our minds to periodically return to this state of the Tabula Rasa as we inch along the Path. And, by so doing new levels of thinking can be formed that are then integrated and woven into those that are firmly rooted. And, each of these periods when there is a pause, opening and influx of new information brings us to greater awareness of the process of mind, inspiration and creating something new from their union.

So, for this week:

May I be as the

Tabula Rasa

That the hand

of the Divine may

Write the words

of wisdom

Compose the

symphony of Life

And, paint the

new worlds

of the future.

 

Sample Music Clip

click on Tabula Rasa

Thursday, October 14, 2010

The Magickal Self

The robe slips easily over my shoulders

and drapes my body in magick.

The amulet rests at the space of voice

just below my upturned head.

I balance all parts of  my self

and allow the mysteries

of true magick to flow.

I speak the name of power

and step through the Gates

of Destiny...

Now Available: Lesson 7

A Year and A Day on the Wiccan Path

Sunday, October 10, 2010

A Weekly Reflection: The Alchemy of Re-Membering

I did a tarot reading last night that resulted in the cards clearly relaying the message of re-membering and  reassembling my present gifts to enhance the relationships I currently enjoy. Particularly the relationship I have with the various parts of my SELF.

This process is about the alchemy of strengthening existing relationships and creating new ones that offer opportunities for collaborative and creative sharing.  For most of us it is an easier task to attend to those relationships outside of ourselves. The hardest is facing and biding the space of dialogue between the various parts of our Inner Selves. Turning  within to re-member and reassemble those parts of self is the first act of collaborative self-relationship. When we claim our natural state of balance- the place where both our light and shadow natures intertwine and become as one source of strength, we begin the act of memory of our Divine potential. When we gather together those gifts of heart and mind and body and align them with our Soul’s purpose we begin the alchemy of reassembling what had been scattered and separated. As that inner relationship is tended and nurtured we can begin to expand and extend  the joy found in that process to infuse those outer relationships we hold so dear.

And, the positive energy that flows from a mutual exchange of life lived in totality brings with it the shared experience and sweetness of grace for all that was freely given and all that was gratefully received.

This week I will spend time reflecting on those parts of myself that have lain dormant and unloved. I will embrace them as my own and use them to build a stronger foundation upon which I may more generously give.

What will you re-member of your life?

Sunday, October 3, 2010

A Weekly Reflection: Your Soul’s Purpose

How will you claim your Soul’s purpose.  Will you awake each day and approach it as just another set of hours to move through?  Will you move through your day’s activities, numb and blind to those around you? Will you pause in your hurried pace and notice the single bloom of flower that peeks back from the crack in the cement of the sidewalk? Will you come to day’s end, tired and spent from yet another day where you were waiting for something exciting to happen?

What you are waiting  to happen already has. You have breath. You have life. You have potential and most of all you have opportunity to claim that which is already yours. The journey to revealing your Soul’s purpose begins with each waking breath and each night time’s  repose. It is all contained in the moments and hours spent between those times.

Be alive. Be fully present as you move through this and every week. Engage in each action in a purposeful way. Reveal the light that holds the Soul’s Higher Self for all to see. And watch in wonder and gratitude as the story of your Divine Self unfolds.

Blessings on a week of Intent….. Robin

Friday, October 1, 2010

The Lesson of the Sphere:Binah

The Great Mother

sighs and oceans

tremble and swell-

filled with her breath.

Read more at:

A Year Within The Tree of Life