The Ultimate Surrender: Death

“In My Beginning is my End.”            T.S. Eliot

One of my favorite things to do is to find an old cemetery and spend a leisurely few hours wandering up and down the weedy, grassy paths.   The new ones just aren’t the same.  The art and creativity of the old cemeteries far surpass the rectangular pieces of properly engraved granite that pass as high tribute to the incredible lives that were lived here on Earth.

The old cemeteries have character and remind you that the energy linked to that particular name and date was, in itself, exquisitely unique…….like no other.  The gravestones are piled up as though reaching upward to God.  Angels and bugles and scrolls and vines call out the vibration in name of the person called Home.  Some of the monuments are so old that they, too, are dying.  Some seem as though they have not been visited in decades and then, out of nowhere, a fresh flower has been laid carefully by the headstone.

Some remains lay side by side as families, some are intertwined as couples, some go it alone without any apologies.  Some of the messages are direct:  lived and died and done.   Many express love and the hope to meet again.  And one of my favorites …….”Capitalism killed him.”

For some of us, there is no dying in concrete terms.  It is but the transformation of energy.  We understand death to be an illusion.  Crossing over could be called the ultimate surrender.  However, in every moment we are called to commit to surrendering.  When we give up dictating how life ‘should’ be, lifting our limiting belief systems, we expand into higher consciousness.  More

Afraid of Fire

“None can teach you, none can make you spiritual.   There is no other teacher but your own soul.” Swami Vivekananda

The power of uncertainty is flowing through and around us.  Some days we breathe deeply, relax and float with it; other times we stiffen up, grab onto whatever is close with a tight fist, and rigidly watch through squinty eyes as life passes us by.  It is our choice.  Sometimes we forget we have a choice and become victims of the happenings of our lives.  We lose our center and then fall in the mud.

We get so tied up in not trusting the process of life.  Within wholeness is the duality of dark and light.   In our core, we are light.  Being human invites us to both celebrate the light and to integrate the dark.  Well, the first part is great, the second not so much, we say to ourselves.  We are afraid of the fire of transformation.

Watching American Idol, yes, that is true!  I am reminded of Crystal Bowersox……MamaSox.  Here she comes from a small town to millions of people watching her every move and listening and judging her every note. She dresses and wears her hair as she likes, speaks thoughtfully as she transitions into a new lifestyle…..expressing the uniqueness of her Being.   Her boyfriend and she decide to not continue their relationship and he goes home on the day of the  final performance!    Her response?  It gives her ‘fire in her belly.”  And if you saw her perform that night…….she was not afraid of the fire……she faced it, made it her own and sang beautifully.

From 12 Step programs we hear the statement……there are no victims,  just volunteers.   Our soul brings us experiences for us to integrate.  They are gifts in their teachings to us.  As we move through the darkness, the clouds lift and the light shines from our hearts.  It’s not easy because we are human and full of emotions; it does not have to be difficult and scary.  We are always surrounded in love; we are never alone.  We are guided on our path to integration.  We pray, meditate, contemplate that all loving energies around us surround us with wisdom and compassion for ourselves so that we may love ourselves deeply as we transform the clouds of doubt about who we really are…….into the heart knowing that we are love.   May we all experience ‘fire in our belly’ when we are challenged to move more deeply  into wholeness.

copyright 2010 Andrea Avari, Ph.D.

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