Photo credit Cynthia Greb 2012
Like many people, I have been feeling the effects of what is referred to in my circles as ‘the Shift’. It shows up for me as sleeplessness, really intense dreams that are sometimes over the top euphoric and at others, devastatingly frightening, as well as energy spikes, peaks and dips. I have not fallen prey to anxiety or depression in my life, but lately have had glimpses of what that might feel like. Having been in the mental health field for 30 some years, I recognize them when they arise. My intuitive abilities have heightened and images come to me that play themselves out shortly thereafter. I think of someone and within moments, they call or email. Nothing weird, evil or even cosmic foo foo about it. I believe we are hardwired for God, just like I had indicated in yesterday’s Bliss Blog entry about being hardwired for joy. Maybe they are one and the same.
The much heralded and dreaded 12/21/12 is approaching and my perspective is that it is a time of position transition and not the end of the world. December 21, 2012, marks the end of the 5125-year, “Long Count” Mayan Calendar. Some people fear cataclysmic events, other see it as a time of rejoicing and transcendence. I know that tragic and traumatic events occur each day in various places around the world. I am equally certain that each of us holds space for positive and negative energy and outcome. I much prefer to be in the second camp, viewing this day as a moment (in the grand scheme of things) of rebirth and sense that the ride I have been on is preparing me for that.
Dr. David Stuart, professor of Mesoamerican art and writing at the University of Texas at Austin, points out in his book “The Order Of Days: The Maya World and the Truth About 2012,” “It’s as if the ancient Maya could somehow anticipate the fears and struggles we experience in our modern industrial life and offered a mystical end game we could look forward to,” he writes. “No such luck. The truth of the matter is that the Maya calendar was inseparable from the ancient world that created it: a lost worldview of kings, gods and ancestors. By wrenching this special vision of time and cosmology away from that particular cultural and historical milieu, we do nothing more than manipulate the past for our own purposes and messages.”
“The truth is no Maya text — ancient, colonial or modern — ever predicted the end of time or the end of the world,” he continues.
My friend Rev. Gary Culp has long offered insights via spoken and written communication about the Mayan calendar and he too views this as an exciting time His site, called A New Day One can provide information to inspire you.
There have long been fear-theorists who capitalize on people’s trepidation and exacerbate it. What if, instead, we focused on the good that could come from these changes that are taking place all over the planet? There are many gatherings occurring that are bringing people together, rather than tearing us apart. I am going to be at an annual Winter Solstice event at the home of friends, honoring the transitions we are all experiencing, anticipating a new era of peace, love and understanding. How about you? I see both a sunset and sunrise as we give birth to ourselves.
Cynthia Greb 2012
Cynthia Greb 2012
http://youtu.be/4NwP3wes4M8 Anticipation by Carly Simon
created with love by Lore Raymond
The Universe has a wondrous sense of timing, as I smiled with delight when seeing this image a few days ago on Facebook friend, Lore Raymond’s page. Life is my playground and I welcome into it lots of willing playmates who usually cooperate, don’t throw sand, share their toys and refrain from running with scissors. Every day, I encounter new ones and every day I express gratitude for those who are already there, as well as those who are about to step into the sandbox. This weekend, I felt blessed to have folks in both categories.
Tonight on my way home from one of my many right livelihood jobs, this one as a counselor in a drug and alcohol treatment outpatient program, I steered the Jeep toward my ‘office away from home’ a.k.a. The Zen Den in the bucolic/artsy Bucks County, PA town of Doylestown. I was dropping off a copy of my Bliss book to offer as part of a raffle basket and indulge in my drink of choice there: soy chai latte. I placed my order and went to find a table in the corner. At the next table was a young couple meeting with someone who I couldn’t see at first glance. I gathered they were speaking with a wedding officiant since they were making statements of that nature and I do that kind of work too, so it almost a no-brainer to figure out. It wasn’t until I heard the response that my heart took a hopscotch leap. The minister was my friend Naila Francis. A dear kindred spirit, she lights up the world with her brilliant smile (think Mary Richards) and her writing talent. I grinned and nodded, so as not to interrupt and settled down to do my work as she did hers. Once the couple went on their way, she and I hugged our hellos. Naila’s writing appears in our regional newspaper in her regular column called Life In La La Land (so named because her niece couldn’t pronounce Naila so, La La she became) which is from the day to day experience of this Renaissance Woman. I am moved to delighted laughter and wracking tears at various times as she has written about her travels, her work, her relationship with her Beloved Zane and most poignantly the recent deaths of two important men in her life; her father who died in October and her mother’s long time companion who passed last year and was surrogate father to her and her brother since their own lived on St. Lucia. Her emotional vulnerability is palpable and raw in everything she pens.
Tonight I asked her the obvious question “So when are you going to write YOUR book?” She smiled somewhat demurely and indicated that she wasn’t sure she would. I marveled at the idea that she could decline the opportunity to share her wit and wisdom with the world. I’m not saying that because she is my friend, but because it is as much a universal Truth as is possible. In addition to her column, she writes about musicians that come to our area to perform. In the realm of the ‘grass is always greener’, I told her that I would love to do what she does and she reminded me that I already do.”Think of all the amazing people you’ve interviewed.”. Both of us smiled a bit sheepishly as we acknowledged how we sometimes take for granted how cool it is.
As she was about to leave, I told her I would probably be writing about our encounter and asked if she minded if I say that I attempted to ‘kick her butt’ into writing a book. We both giggled about it and I was struck by the ways we invite people into our lives. She said she never sees anyone she knows here and I told her that I always do. Between the two of us, I’m glad that my tendency won out. I am so glad we serendipitously beckoned each other into our mutual presence on this chilly East Coast night as we were warmed by our kindred spirit/anam cara/soul friend connection.
As usually happens, my friend Jacob Nordby has wise words to share, whether they come from his own vivid imagination or from the pen of another beloved writer such as A.A. Milne. When I saw this on his Facebook page, my immediate thought was that perhaps feeling, acknowledging and expressing that for which we are grateful stretches our hearts. It’s kinda like The Grinch-phenomenon by which his heart “grew three sizes that day” when he realized that the spirit of Christmas had nothing to do with the kind of presents we get wrapped in pretty paper and ribbons, but rather the Presence of Love.
A few years ago, I received a delightful little treasure called The Gratitude Power Workbook, penned by Nina Lesowitz and Mary Beth Sammons. It is filled with stories about appreciation, with the contention that those who are grateful, live their days in happier and healthier ways. To that I say AMEN and A-WOMEN! Most people find it easier to express thanks when something they have wanted, desired, craved, wished for, arrives in their waiting hands or stands in front of them, waving in greeting. Far more challenging is saying thank you for perils and pitfalls and yet, they are equally valuable if they help us stretch and grow.
One exercise I do daily was affirmed when perusing this book that jumped off a shelf at me the other day when working with a client. I have said thanks in advance of an event or desired experience, such as “Thank you for a money miracle or car repair miracle, or job miracle or health miracle….” with my favorite definition of that phenomenon coming from A Course In Miracles as a “shift in perception” since as we change how we look at things, the things we look at change. They quote Texas businessman Anthony Migyanka who says “I use spoken gratitude in my daily life to produce much success and contentment. First of all, in my business, after I decide on a course of action, I say ‘thank you’ for the results not yet obtained, for the future gratitude of today.” Besides being productive, it’s a lot of fun. I do it in the car, the shower, sitting here at the computer, when walking, dancing, drumming, at the gym, out loud to the people in my life and most importantly to myself in my all too actively critical noggin.
Today I say thank you in advance for a wonderful session with a coaching client this morning to a powerful ‘playout’ at the gym, for healing sessions with two therapy clients later in the day, for the health of my body, for successful new job for my son that he just started, for a smoothly running car, computer… for deepening relationships, for inspired writing ideas, for financial abundance, for welcoming love in all forms, for being able to be of service, and for spiritual connection.
Gracias, merci, danke schoen, hvala, wado, toda raba, mahalo and thank you ever so much from my stretchy heart to yours~
http://youtu.be/RWBdcQd59WM Thank You For This Day-Karen Drucker with dance by Truth In Motion