Maybe you've just finished dinner and are getting up to wash the dishes, and an understanding will suddenly fall upon your shoulders:
Here I am. This is my life.
Or maybe you're waiting in line at the espresso stand, and it hits you:
Some day I’ll die. I'm soul in body.
Or maybe you're in a deeply passionate moment with a lover, and it arrives to you:
I'm here now. This is what I’m experiencing.
You have a moment of understanding outside of ego or identity that arrives without anticipation or expectation. You just open up into it.
And you understand yourself as soul in body, and you feel this as awe and gratitude, that this reality is yours.
These moments of consciousness happen all the time. You don't have to do anything special. Just pay attention, and notice what is.
There’s a fine line between listening to Divine guidance and hiding from our destiny.
It's very easy to receive clear visions and signs about your future, your path, your calling.
And it's very easy to simply ignore those visions and signs.
The way to tell the difference, is to notice what actions you are taking.
If you have a deep longing to be an artist, for example, it is a beautiful thing to dream and imagine the art you will create.
However, the actions are what separate the artist from the non-artist: you must draw or paint or photograph or whatever is your medium, and this must be the primary activity of your life, once you have finished with your responsibilities for keeping yourself and your family sheltered and fed.
If you’re not doing art, but just thinking about art… you’re living in fantasy.
The only way you can get to your dream is through action: even if you’re not good at art yet, even if what you put on the paper does not match what is in your mind.
Over time, with daily practice, with teachers and workshops, you will get better. This might take years, but it will happen.
This is why the journey to our dreams is a journey; we do not gain the experience we need from only dreaming and imagining and fantasizing about something.
We need to take active steps, in order to get there.
This year, Summer Solstice in the northern hemisphere will take place on June 20 at 9:24 p.m., Pacific Time.
There will be people all over the world celebrating the Solstice, and by celebrating, I mean paying attention to Light.
Summer Solstice is the one of the two major turning points of the year, when we suddenly shift from days becoming longer, to nights becoming longer.
This can seem scary, but it's not. In fact, it might even seem that we've hardly even begun to bask in all this glorious Light, when the changeover begins!
And yet, so it is.
We are people living on a planet.
Earth turns, the seasons change.
Earth turns, we change.
On Summer Solstice 2017, I would invite you to do three things:
• Be outside at 9:42 pm (or whatever the time is in your time zone). Watch the sky. Be in joy.
• Take a look back at what you were doing last year, at this time. What has happened since then?
• Take a look all the way back at the 9 Year Cycle we talked about with our 2017 Forecast. What are you beginning now?
A friendly reminder from the Universe:
• We can stop hacking away at time and its impossible demands.
• We can stop fighting chaos and the drama of the world.
• We can set down our swords and let the battle rage on without us.
In June, we are granted reprieve... and if we are wise, we take ourselves to quiet green places and plunge our bare feet into cool streams, and we slow down and open up and REMEMBER why we're on this planet.
In this month of Summer Solstice, I invite you to:
• Live "en plein air" as much as you can.
• Rise early, with the birds.
• Notice the air on your skin.
• Eat plant foods with vital force.
• Forest bathe: just you and the trees.
• Begin to observe the first sunsets of summer.
• Marvel at how much Light is arriving into the world.
The world, with all its cares and worries, can wait.
In June, the Light increases and extends, so we can WAKE UP from the illusion of worldly pressures, and experience the essence of life.
I get to work with people from all over the world, and many of you live in places where there are lots of options for spiritual community.
Some places in the world, especially cities, are brimming with yoga classes and mediation groups and community healings and lovely workshops and so on.
If you live in this kind of place, you can wade in knee deep: you can go to ecstatic dance on Sundays, yoga on Mondays, talk circle on Tuesdays, mindfulness on Wednesdays, and so on.
And wow! You can create quite a spiritual practice, and have the joy and support and fun of spiritual community, easily available to you.
If you’re someone living in this kind of place, I do hope you are appreciating where you are!
Because more of you don’t live in these kinds of places. Lots of you live in conservative towns where it’s frowned upon if you’re not part of the dominant religious affiliation or political culture.
In these kinds of places, it can be really scary to say you might be interested in spirituality or psychic opening or past lives or meditation or anything other than what the main culture is doing.
In fact, you might be in hiding: you might feel like you have to keep your beliefs secret, or you might not want to mention your beliefs to your family, friends, neighbors.
Many of you have written to say that you can’t talk about your beliefs with your spouse, partner or friends, and most certainly not your family of origin.
Many of you have written to say there is community in your area: there is no wellness center down the street, no lovely workshop you can easily attend.
And this is not just in America, but all over the world.
Which makes me incredibly grateful to be doing this work at this time. One of the most important aspects of what I offer is my courses, books and podcasts, and the reason these are important, is because they allow you to create your own personal spiritual practice and be a part of spiritual community, no matter where you live.
You aren’t alone, even if you’re living in a place where you feel your beliefs aren’t accepted or recognized. We’re all this together, and there are many, many of us, and it’s still early days.
My work is just one tiny piece: there are so many beautiful teachers, bringing Oneness and Light to the world, and moving us to next stage in human evolution.
The darkness will eventually give way.
Until then, let’s hold Light together, and connect in all the ways we can, from wherever we are.
If you’re in a place where you can open the windows and let the breeze in, where you can wander outside frequently… do this!
Being outdoors changes us.
In summer for example, when we are up and out more: walking, biking, swimming, getting up early with the birds, staying up late and watching the sun set…. all of this expands us.
Our skin needs to breathe real air.
Our bodies need to be in light.
We need to feel the diverse and diffuse vibration that only nature can create.
With the longer days of summer, we experience pure delight, and this is because we can be outside more and more hours of the day.
We do better, as humans, when we honor our bodies, our true animal selves: when we can be in extended periods of contact with nature.
That’s because we are nature too.
We are also nature.
Decades ago, when the building I worked in was one of the tallest and newest in Seattle, I was a file clerk for a big insurance company.
My sole duty was to push a metal cart around the office, stop at each of the endless agent desks haphazardly scattered in one enormous room, collect all the files stacked in their out box, and then go file them in the dozens of metal filing cabinets that filled the back room, in alphabetical order.
Arthur comes before Atura
McNab comes after Macnab.
Brighton comes before Broghten.
Calumus comes after Caluminus.
I became an expert alphabetizer, during the nine hours a day, five days a week I did this job.
The work days were all the same: the agents yakked on their phones, and clattered on their typewriters and pounded their staplers and smoked up a storm of cigarettes. Back then, almost everyone smoked, everywhere.
And then, after exactly three hours and forty five minutes, the round, white clock on the wall would do that little clicking sound, and everyone would stand on cue and file out for their break.
Every four hours.
We punched out with a little card.
Then everyone herded over to the break room with its metal chairs and one free phone, and proceeded to smoke as many cigarettes as they could in 15 minutes.
I lasted about two breaks in that room, yellow with smoke and depression just as acrid, and then I started sneaking away: misfit, miscreant, I hung back from the pack and rode the elevator down to the ground, where I stepped outside and turned my face up into the Seattle rain.
I didn’t last long at that job, expert alphabetizing skills notwithstanding.
I wish I could say that I quit, but I didn’t: I needed the money too much.
Besides, that’s what most jobs were like back then.
But I didn’t go back in the break room, and soon after I did get laid off. Thank you, Universe.
It was decades ago. Those were different times.
But it’s good to remember how silly we were, how stunted, how numbed, how unaware. How we’d put up with something like sitting in room smoking our entire break, our entire life away.
It’s good to look back, and see that we have made some progress.
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