Posts Tagged as: feminine
“The lotus flower blooms most beautifully from the deepest and thickest mud.” Buddhist proverb
Ever since the French philosopher René Descartes delcared “I think therefore I am,” the dualistic split between body and mind was affirmed, and the superiority of mind declared supreme. No wonder we have also come to despise darkness and glorify light, forgetting that there is no yin without yang and no yang without yin, no masculine without feminine, not in our world of manifestation. As Jung said, “One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”
It is in the pregnant, feminine space of darkness that we remember to see with the light of our own heart. No darkness, no light.
“No mud, no Lotus.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh
A symbol of awakening, the lotus flower grows luminous from the muddy waters of the flowing earth. Like the roots of the lotus, our roots are often invisible but nourish, nurture, and ground our soul in the dark and fertile soils of life. Without roots, we would have no way to nourish our life force. The deeper our roots descend, the higher we can reach, the more we are able to blossom and expand. This interconnectedness reminds me of my yoga asana practice, where the more I connect with the earth, the more I can lift up; the more I connect with my body, the more my spirit soars; and the more I ground, the more I flow. This flow is lotus born.
On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.
Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my
dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.
That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to
me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.
I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this
perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
Om Mane Padme Hum
Hail to the jewel in the heart of the lotus.
…Help us be the always hopeful
Gardeners of the spirit
Who know that without darkness
Nothing comes to birth.
~ May Sarton
In the spirit of Yanantin, may we come into greater balance in our hearts, spaces, and lives. And may reconnecting to our ancestral roots help us unfurl and expand into the fullness of our being. With love,
We are sucking the soul out of our lives and not replenishing it. And yet we feel that something is missing, yearning for a different kind of experience of wholeness that deeply feeds, awakens, and revitalizes our souls. Are you longing for intimacy, deep communication, connection? This is an invitation to notice, liberate, express, and experience the feminine: the feminine dimension of our being, the feminine dimension of space, the feminine dimension of the sacred…
There is a good thing on top of that mountain. I will make a straight line for it.” But the archetypal way is not like that; it is a serpentine way that wriggles and spirals its way to the top. We often feel defeated by it and brought to a standstill. It makes most people…
I love the sinuous, kinetic, serpentine, swirling, spiraling movements of these beings expressing fluidity. The last one is a woman, a Goddess-like artist able to beautifully embody and transmit this sacred quality, this feminine flow vibrating between the auditory, visual, and tactile dimensions as She unfurls through space. The work I do is extremely…
Joy. When I hear the word blooming, I see flowers and I’m filled with joy. They are precious gifts from Mother Earth. I invite you to call on their feminine essence and joyful medicine to inspire and support your blossoming. Because your blossoming is essential to life.
Peter Gentenaar’s ethereal paper sculptures inside the Abbey church of Saint-Riquier in France. I love these luminous forms juxtaposed against the ancient interior of this church. Seen together, they seem to be dancing in space. The Church, providing the architectural backdrop for their movement.
What inspires you and where do you find beauty? I am fascinated by the encounters with the natural and art filled world. I present to you my journey through Art Basel Miami, Dec. 2011. Art Basel is an art show originally from Basel in Switzerland, with art from around the world.
“I am rooted, but I flow.” ~ Virginia Woolf i am daughter of river, sea and wind every drop of my soul held in the waters of life i grow roots deep in the earth arms reaching high in the sky planting seeds in other hearts i flow gracefully rooted in the soil…
This is the YES that rolled out of the mouth of Molly in Ulysses (Gabler Edition) (1906) by James Joyce, the book that turned literature around with the quintessential flow of his feminine writing. This female character uttered a roaring YES in a gesture that celebrated life with gusto, without fear, without submitting to anything or anyone. This is power, to know your essence and sing it in pure affirmation. A Goddess. Out her throat and lips came a YES that shattered all the oppressive NOs into nothingness.