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Lake Superior – The Eternal Presence of Now

Superior Silence

The waves wash rhythmically onto the rocky shore. The wind surges through the pine trees and speaks to me in soft whispers that play in my hair and tiptoe past my ears. The earthy scent of nearby blueberries and wild vegetation warmed by the afternoon sun wafts over me and I am comforted by the perpetuity of summers past and summers to come. All is still and sacred. I feel the presence of the ancients who walked this very shore and whose spirit embraces this revered land.

I grew up in the embrace of this world wonder. I carry it with me always.

Its spiritual essence and legacy are in my bones and in my soul.

Everyone who has lived in the shadow of Lake Superior knows and respects its power and majesty:  the largest fresh water body in the world; 32000 sq miles of crystal clear fresh water, its glacial beginnings,  its ancient native spirituality- Gitchigumi –…. its power lies not in its fame but in its heart…

Lately life’s reality dims this memory. The challenges mount and the call to action, leadership and choosing the right path conspire to fill every moment and demand undivided focus. They crowd out peace. They feed fear, grief and despair. I feel abandoned by the safety that I used to take for granted as a child.

I should be over that longing for security. I should know what to do and know how to do it. I should know my own heart’s messages and trust them.

Why can’t I hear, trust or know this?

The crumbling vessel of childhood belief that life was simple , happy and reciprocal dissolves in the  harsh reality of adulthood….it is as rocky and unpredictable as the shore upon which I walked as a child.

You never miss it until it is gone.

Then I realize that I am no longer that child, I am almost 60 years old and I am many lifetimes removed from my beloved Lake.

Some part of me that is a frozen time-bound life fragment is shocked by this truth. For that part, life is always about quiet serenity and flowing with what is ….

  • It is about remembering the cadence of every conversation held at the shore. Words are subdued in the presence of nature’s embrace….suspended, measured and reverent…whispering secrets in the cathedral of Gitchigumi.
  • It is about feeling the deep connection to the heart of what matters in those moments of letting go of all care and allowing yourself to be held, nurtured and lulled into reverie by the eternal rhythm of the elements.
  •  It is about combing the shore for driftwood for the evening fire ….
  •  It is about spending a day with family and friends who know this same experience and share in its expansive dimensionality

In the remembering, something is stirred within….

That time bound fragment makes its presence known again. It is invited into the now, bearing gifts and refreshing the memories – delivering the irrefutable message that memories are just energy and cannot be destroyed.

Suddenly I am filled with gratitude for my memory keeper and realize that she has kept possibility alive all these years. She has been the one who pulls me toward dreams, and vision every time life darkens and constricts. She is the peace Keeper within and without her life will not flow.

She is my ally and I have opened once again to her child-like wisdom and I am nourished. Peace returns and the Lake begins it rhythmical lapping on the shore, the smells of ripening vegetation fill my nostrils again, the flow of the wind through my being refreshes me.  I am in the stillness, at peace, at rest…..

Lake Superior …. eternal presence….

 

Why are you so afraid of silence?

Silence is the root of everything.
If you spiral into its void,
a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.   ….Rumi

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The YELLING UNIVERSE – Conscious Actions of the Heart

Do you understand what I am saying?

Have you ever noticed how your voice gets louder when you are trying to communicate with someone who doesn’t speak your language? It’s as if speaking louder is akin to speaking in tongues… as if getting louder somehow transcends the language barrier and forcefully deliver the desired message in a format that the other person will magically comprehend!

The level of loud is directly proportional to the level of desire to communicate and the urgency of the message.

the language of the Universe in healing

As absurd as this sounds, we have all had this experience or witnessed it.

Seeking the Language of the Universe in Healing

Recently, I had the distinct displeasure of engaging a similar behavior while trying to enact ‘instant health’ onto Terry by YELLING all the health inducing actions that were required. It wasn’t exactly yelling but it was urgent enough to feel like it and be received as such. I admit my action was the result of feeling squeezed and constricted with no choice as I watched his health deteriorate.

It seemed there was no other way to cut through the fortress of pain that had rendered any other type of communication impossible. But, I was speaking the language of health to the consciousness of someone who was lost in the language of illness.  Like trying to connect with someone whose language was not mine, I was YELLING HEALTH.

The YELLING erupted from somewhere deep in my solar plexus. It was unedited, insistent and inspired by a heartfelt desire to create an awakened state that opened a new course of action. I was pushing an outcome and unconsciously lighting a way out of the status quo. It felt like I had tapped into a Divine conduit that gushed a message of healing through me. It insinuated itself rudely because, just as we get frustrated trying to get our message across to someone who does not speak our language, the yell for well-being was trying desperately to convey the direction out of the suffering.

Conscious inspiration for healing from the Universe

The Divine Language of  the Universe

Life circumstances often conspire to interject transformation. Sometimes we hear its subtle whispers and sometimes, we are in another realm of reality unable to open to the guidance that would show us the elegant, grace-filled path of our heart and truth. It is always available to us but we operate in the language of the physical universe and the communication is offered in Universe-speak.

True to the formula, things need to get louder, and so, our accommodating Universe obliges. As our lives get more constricted and difficult, we struggle. “Sorry, I am busy struggling here, I have no idea what you are yelling at me!”  The guidance gets louder. We struggle some more and the volume increases by a factor of the urgency of the message. Finally, something breaks through and by some fated experience, the light shines into the endarkened cave of our misery. Suddenly, the communication is clear and we hear what we are being told….. the way out opens up.

In Terry’s case, his health issues have conspired to consistently create suffering and less and less capability to run/ escape or otherwise ignore the life choices in support of old habits and ways of living that need to shift. His physical struggle collided with the Universe YELLING to be heard.  On the inside of the wall of confinement, the message seeped in, forcing important questions – What really matters? What is my passion? What is my vision? How do I emerge from this impossible situation?   In quick response, the answers are flooding into consciousness.

the lighted path of the language of the Unvierse

Comprehending your Truth

When you are finally ready to listen, finally ready to move – things start to respond to your heart’s blueprint and change occurs. In the case of speaking to someone whose language is not yours, the clear indication of success is evidenced by a nod or some action that complies with your communication.

For our story, there is a sense of peace and focus and freedom to choose that seeps in with the perverbial Universal Yell.  What was fear and despair is now effort, action and spiritual realignment with your own personal mission in this physical reality.

So, if you are overwhelmed by the circumstances of your life, become aware of the infinite patience of Universal communication.  It comes in the form of urges, invitations, impulses to act. Watch your emails. Look at what pops up in your daily noticings. Meditate. Breathe into possibility.

We are here to navigate according to the map that our heart holds….it is not so much about purpose as it is about what gives us a clear connection to Divine tranquility and we can trust the Universe to point the way in the language of that Divinity. Like our attempts to speak to those whose language is not ours, the Universe  finds a way to get our message to us  even if it means exaggerated gestures, increased vocal volume and just a plain “in your face” stance. Trust that there is always a way!

What’s all this ‘life purpose’ jazz about anyway?

Life Purpose Lingo

Lately, it is easy for me to get all cynical about the avalanche of self-growth material that insists the road to happiness is the singular path of discovering and following your life purpose. I find myself  bristling as I read yet another ad or promise from a group or coach who has the absolute solution to happiness and all the trimmings, usually in anywhere from 3 – 10 steps. It is all about simply finding what it is you are meant to do in this life.  It is always that DO focus as if you are a meaningless hunk of protoplasm unless you have a DOING title attached to your being. The next thing, of course, once you discover your purpose, is to break the achievement of it into a series of goals.  It is vital to linearly view your progress to a perceived ‘nirvana producing’ successful completion. The well-dressed website beams smiles and exudes success  ..”ahhh nothing like living your life purpose …. don’t be like all those other lost folk who wander through their life blindly and randomly falling into this or that work or relationship…get conscious, take charge of your life and wake up to all that you can be!”

The Formula

Most of the time, what beams back is  hollow.  The one-size fits all formula for the life of your dreams is patterned on the success of the person offering their path as what works for everyone. It goes something like this:

(a) find something to do + (b) work hard and be dedicated to the vision you have created as your goal = (c) joy, fulfillment, wealth, abundance and security.

It all sounds plausible. You are impassioned to pursue the path…you take the course or read the book. You drink the kool-aid and perhaps succeed in the physical world sense but something is still missing…or… it doesn’t work at all, you are out a boatload of money and you end up feeling even worse than when  you started because you have compounded a sense of failure with yet another botched attempt at happiness.

The Lost Message about Life Purpose

Yet, like my belief about the truth that love must be everlasting else why are there songs about just such a thing, there is some truth about life purpose that seeps out around all the empty rhetoric – else why would the subject be so popular these days? What are we trying to link up with that has been lost in translation?

In his latest book, Fate and Destiny, Michael Meade  speaks about that deeper truth from which all our linear efforts source. In his inimitable way, his words shimmer the heart of what all this life purpose jazz is about.

“Each person is a body wrapped around a soul imbued with a dream trying to awaken from within.”

Meade suggests that we each carry a unique message which we are intended to deliver to the waking world. This message is imprinted in our soul and was the original urge that began our physical life. Through our  dreams, longings, moments of emotional catharsis, heart connections with places, people and things, we are shown the path of our soul’s direction and the path of our life purpose.  Our soul works out the original dream we arrived into earth life to follow through the discovery of what holds meaning, and encourages growth and movement in the physical world.

There is a persistence to the fulfillment our soul’s work. Throughout our life, we are repeatedly offered the opportunity to follow our soul’s bidding. If we look and listen, we will often see the thread of the life theme we brought with us into this earth incarnation.  It is our life’s work to discover that thread as it connects us to the divinity from which we source. The answer resides in repeating experiences, patterns of attraction, heart desires. It is never about what we choose from external urgings of the culture, human conditioning or what we do to please others.

The Spiritual Conspiracy

Our life experiences conspire to help us identify the essence of our unique sacred mission:

“Inside each soul the life-seed waits to be watered with attention and the life-dream waits to awaken fully. Regardless of outer appearances and contrary notions, each soul has its inner imagination that tries to return to full awareness through dreams, visions, through sudden insights,  and strange revelations.”  Meade.    I would add also- from peak experiences, ‘aha’ moments  and occurrences of inspired flow where our focus is so intense that we literally lose track of time.

Recently, I have discovered that throughout my life, I have had a passion for clarity – in both expression and understanding. When used as my life’s backdrop, it is easy to see the spiritual conspiracy at work in unfolding my personal life purpose.  From my school days, writing was the medium that offered a sacred space for reflection, inner counsel and the safety to develop inspiration from spark to flame so that whatever made it to paper was indeed a hologram of what resided internally.  Writing was both comfort and companion as I was growing up.  It survived tragedies, setbacks, broken hearts, fear events, successes,  joy-filled moments of accomplishment and times of enduring love. Every life experience was archived by my inner scribe in painstaking detail so that the events were truthfully nuanced and the expression was a clear and perfect representation of the reality.  The hindsight of my life so far provides a very clear track upon which my feet were set early on but it has taken until the past few years for that truth to come to fruition.

The unfolding has been accompanied by serendipity, ‘aha’ moments, and universal coincidence. It has been a lifetime of coherent, progressive events from the seemingly insignificant (my penchant for doing jigsaw puzzles and creating clarity and order out of  the chaos of hundreds of small pieces) to the enormous (loss and grief that spanned many years and drove me to write as therapy). My need for clarity has been the backdrop for the pursuit of my training to help others discover lucidity in their personal journeys.  Recently, my inner writer has begun to express publicly on this blog and in my work as a contributor to an online magazine.

Apparently, all the jazz about ‘fulfilling life purpose’ is really about looking for the hints and urges that are delivered in whispers to the core of our being throughout our life.  If you look for those themes, their golden cords will lead you straight to the authentic focus you were meant to remember.

“Some dream brought us here and only it knows the way we are supposed to walk in this world”  Michael Meade

Lest We Forget Who We Truly Are – A Reminder ‘NearDeathExperience’

Here is an inspiring reminder of the truth of who we  are  beyond our physical existence:

http://www.wanttoknow.info/neardeathexperience

enjoy – it is worth the read!

 

The Fairy Godmother does not live at the White House!

When I was in the second grade, my family moved from a small town to a larger city . Of course, this meant leaving familiar surroundings and embracing a new home, school and friends which, for a 7 year old was a lot of change. The ‘new’ school was ‘new’ only to me. Its dingy gray exterior and boxy construction presented an aged, uninviting vision that left an unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach and did nothing to generate enthusiasm or inspiration.  I arrived my first day at the new edifice of learning after a long walk of 2 miles to get there and immediately felt unhappy, vulnerable and alone. Soon after this new twist in my life against which I railed, I began to create fantasies of the heroes from my favorite TV show, Whirlybirds, landing in the schoolyard with their Bell 47 helicopter to rescue me. I envisioned the surprise and envy on the faces of my fellow ‘inmates’ as I was swooped up to freedom by my rescuers and whisked away to a place where everything I could ever want was available at my mere asking for it. I felt with delicious joy the feeling of being so special as to be chosen by them to be taken into their care and custody. Every time I ran that movie in my imagination, secure, happy, at peace feelings flooded my otherwise tortured and powerless existence. Truth is, as I, the 7 yr old, discovered – nobody  was coming to save me and all the magical thinking in the world would not shift my sense of insecurity or change my circumstances. Whirlybirds’ pilots were actors and there was no chance in hell that my fairy tale would ever materialize – but it never stopped me from day-dreaming about the possibility.

Like my 7 yr old imaginings, it occurred to me that, as individuals in today’s troubled America, we are looking to someone else to satisfy our needs and longings and save us from our untenable life situations. We seem to be incapable of seeing life as within our power to do something about.  Instead, we unconsciously give away our power to others and expect them to provide the external life circumstances that create a sense of safety and well-being for us.  Case in point – the proclamations of portions of the populace that we didn’t get the change we were looking for. A mere 18 months into this current presidency there is an outcry from the disenfranchised  to change yet again, the flavor of the Washington DC government. It seems as if our collective ‘wanting, wishing or fear-driven child’ personae has been ignited and the satisfaction and successes must be both immediate, complete and individually recognizable….NOW!   The external source of this indulgence is partially manipulated from those out of power. More importantly, the inner cause, as we know from Voice Dialogue,  comes from the voice of our repressed child parts.  The imperative for a more balanced existence invites us to wise up to this aspect of us, and quiet the mechanism that operates in opposition to our ability to accept personal responsibility for our emotional, mental and physical well-being.  but, how can this be done when the pervasive sentiment teaches us to be afraid and to feel vulnerable?

First discover the cause – How did we get here? It’s an inside job!!!!

Our view of the world is formed from the inside out not the other way around.  From our early years of life when uncomfortable or abusive things happened to us such as starting kindergarten or Sunday school, watching Mom and Dad argue, experiencing illness or other tragic events in our families, struggling to garner love in a dysfunctional home environment,  we made crazy meaning of what was happening to us so we could feel safe and assure our survival. At that tender age, we had few sophisticated tools to use and it often came down to the silencing  our intuitive emotional reactions  in order to stay safe and feel loved. Doing the bidding of the adults in our life no matter how much it went against what our authenticity wanted to do seemed the only pathway to security. Sadly,  those suppressive behaviors  became our conditioned response to acceptable actions – a belief that we carry unconsciously into our adulthood.

As adults, when we operate from those emotional 7 yr old selves – wishing for rescue, silenced in our authentic desires – we tend to develop parent-child relationships with our spouses, friends, bosses and government that  divest us of the responsibility to make conscious choices and decisions for our life circumstances. Instead, we play the blame game – it is someone else’s fault and they need to fix what they did to us. Think about today’s political atmosphere – frightened, people find their power in anger and blame.  It is as if the expectation is that the Fairy Godmother must scatter fairy dust over the country and make everything all better! and return things as they were.  Of course, the head Godmother lives at the White House – we elected him to take care of us exactly as we want!…we get our old jobs back, get our homes back so we can continue to live as we have…


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Our Wedding Day – At play in Quantum Reality

Our Wedding Celebration

Despite my daily protests, Terry was adamant that we follow through on our planned wedding celebration. The day dawned with me ambivalently poised between excitement about our wedding and trepidation about Terry’s ability to navigate the schedule of events and remain upright.   A few previous days of experiment with Aleve had provided him relief from the debilitating pain that had been his constant reality for the past three weeks. This offered some confidence that the same regimen the day of our wedding would provide a similar effect. With that bit of ‘ammo’, we both fully entered into the spirit of the day.

Preparations:

Preparations for the afternoon ceremony began with picking up flower arrangements, decorating the chapel, keeping a make-up application appointment,  and, finally, donning our official ‘wedding clothes’. With each step,  we drew closer to the joy that sat patiently waiting to be released….a joy that had been the foundation of our love and connection from the first day we met. It was the innocent mirth that children possess – happiness that just bubbles up from nowhere and delights in all that life has to offer.

The Ceremony and Celebration – Alternate Universe Experience

As we looked at each other in our transformed selves….it was as if we were transported into an alternate  universe….carried  in a flow of  powerful energy  and  a most unshakeable gift of pure peace.  The  message of universal intention and certainty that we were meant to be together was clear.   As the wedding ceremony  began…the friends who gathered with us readily participated  in the indescribable magic of presence, joy, gratitude and the excitement of bearing witness to a long journey having reached a glorious conclusion. As I stood there engaged in the ceremony, I was conscious that I was standing between layers of reality – aware of the journey to this moment, reliving past events in minute snippets, aware of the destiny and complex soul guidance that lead us to each other and this moment, aware of us all as a wavy presence of energy flashing every color of the spectrum, aware of the actual physical celebration masterfully guided by our friend and mentor, J. Tamar Stone -the words, the symbolism, the meaning in the actions. There was not a sense of time passing. There was a pervasive, palpable knowing of an unconditionally loving presence. It was as if a door opened and we were flooded with love that we could neither describe or quantify but we all felt  and simply immersed ourselves in its delicious enfoldment.  We were heart centered and held in that space, suspended in time and fully awake to the world we had entered…we were fully in the moment and magically embedded in the timeless truth of who we truly are… children of God at play as creators of love and perfection and superlative joy.

Our photographer and friend, Piper Ferguson , masterfully captured the essence of the blessed event with a collection of memorable photos that we visit often which reignites the palpable  joy into which we were immersed. In those photos, the moments of peak joy are evident.


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Expectation, Disappointment, Aikido Mind and A Voice Dialogue Moment

Enlightenment must come little by little – otherwise it would overwhelm

Enlightenment is not imagining figures of light but making the darkness conscious –
Carl Jung


Just when it seemed like everything had finally found its upright position and life was with wheels again, one of them fell off and things appeared to come to a screeching halt.  If you have been following our posts,  you might recall that life had thrown a wellness challenge at us last year (see When Change Comes Calling post – https://thirdspacechronicles.com/2009/10/13/when-change-comes-calling/) . Up until a few weeks ago, it seemed that we had emerged from the experience and were proceeding with a sense of hope-filled vigor together into new adventures.  One of those adventures was a joyous decision to get married. It was a natural and exciting prospect for us as our journey together has been both  miraculously magical and supremely challenging these past 11 years!

Our wedding which is next Saturday, August 21 is by design, small and intimate. Only our closest friends will join us in the celebration. Even so,  the architectural design of the whole celebration required some thought and collaboration – both of which we joyously dove into. There developed this euphoric awareness that we were actually to be married! – that we were to declare before our friends and in the essence of Rumi’s ethereal Divine love perspectives our forever comittment to each other.  The plans followed the traditional focus that became somewhat overwhelming at times – invitations, venue, dinner, rings, clothing, crafting of the ceremony.  It seemed that our most cherished dreams were coming true – and the joy and playfulness of the archetype of Marriage had completely enfolded us in its perfection and fulfillment.

Then Terry,  who was immersed in personal growth and healing work, somehow managed to unleash the hounds of hell into the mix….the healing processes in which he was engaged came together in the perfect storm of intense release and detox….leaving him horizontal with pain and fatigue and casting doubt on the fulfillment of our long-held dream to be wed. In an attempt to avert disaster, we retraced the protocols of our previous years’ healing and added a few new ones for good measure but the debilitating condition held fast. We were plunged into a morass of disappointment,  bewilderment about the significance of  the timing and its deja vu feel  as well as confusion about the deeper message of this unwelcome guest in our midst. Continue reading