Love is everywhere.
To work with this affirmation I, of course, took it out in
to nature. We all love hugging trees hey?
It began with my daily walks with my ‘doe-eyed’ Staffy and ‘old
fart’ terrier x, which as any dog owner would know, is an exchange of big love
and hence a great way to open the heart centre. I live in a sub-tropical area dotted
with tidal lakes and green reserves and have always loved walking my boys amid
its natural inhabitants. I walked with concerted consciousness as I let my
thoughts go and focussed only on the love of this affirmation. I watched the pelicans
glide in to land; the sea eagles stalk their prey and the tiny willy wag tails
boldly chase the crows from their turf. It was a panorama of love and grace.
I took my IPod and chose a quite spot to sit in guided meditation,
while allowing my dogs to explore. My Staffy, ever the love seeker, interrupted
me several times to sit on me or share his excited slobber. I could almost hear
him shouting “Watch me Mum”, as he found sticks and ran rampant. It was the first time my meditation was accompanied
by ‘wet dog odour’ instead of Grand Father White sage smoke, but it made me
happy.
I took longer walks along our quiet Hervey Bay beaches and
honoured the sun, moon and water as I grounded each step in gratitude. I felt my body, witnessed my mind chatter, and honoured people I encountered. It was impossible not to acknowledge the
beauty around me, reflected in such glorious diversity. It was clear that amid
the different vistas I visited, the common ground was the love I felt in my heart
and further, that this love transcended form, action and judgement. I felt a
sense of melancholy though, as I could not help but accept that my love could not
transcend my own self-judgement, or indeed in certain cases, my judgement of
others. It was equally clear however, that the means to extend this loving awareness
to myself did exist within me. I just wasn’t too sure where it was or how I
would recognise it. I was like a prisoner who had long yearned to experience
the world she observed and who had, for the first time, noticed the bars that kept it
at bay. It will be interesting to see how solid or pliable those bars are.
Following this realisation, the very next day my family received
an invitation to join friends on their boat for an adventure across the Great
Sandy Straits, to Platypus Bay and K’gari (Fraser Island). The forecast was for
one of those perfect days when the boating gods align – and how right it was. There
was hardly a breath of wind; the water was like glass, the sky a cloudless
azure and the temperature perfect. When we cut the engine and drifted with the
tides, we were joined by several pods of dolphins circling the boat in a 20m
radius and my heart swelled. The water was so flat that we sighted a turtle
floating on the top and gently approached it as we thought it might be injured
and we could assist. Then we noticed others in the vicinity doing the same
thing. They were sunning their shells, getting some winter warmth, diving under
the water only if our boat drifted too close. I didn’t even know turtles did
that. It was as though I'd been invited to glimpse or share his reality and it was truly delightful.
We anchored and then waded ashore to picnic on the most pristine
and largest sand island in the world. There were no people in sight as we sat
in the shade of native trees, buried our feet under white sand, ate gorgeous
food and sipped a little wine. Later, as I sat on the bow of the boat, dangling
my feet in the cool water I was, for maybe the first time in my life, fully
present in the moment. I’m not talking here of merely an absence of worldly ‘worry’,
it was much deeper than that. It extended to the core of my usual self-identification;
I became part of nature rather than an ego observing it ‘outside’ me. There was
actually nowhere else I wanted to be, either mentally, physically,
emotionally or spiritually. Those planes of awareness seemed to unify in that
moment and as such I temporarily transcended my ego attachments, which are the
things that I cling to, that we all cling to, that make us believe our stories
and so be limited by them. The experience was both exhilarating as well as a little sobering.
The exhilaration came from feeling connected to such beauty
in absolute gratitude, safety and awe. The sense of perfection of nature, the rise
and fall of tides, the collective intelligence of the animal kingdom, the
seasons and the sense of being an aspect
of something much bigger, wiser and loving. The sobering feeling emerged from identifying
the anomaly that existed within my own reality in that I could feel such love
expansion for a turtle, but could not extend it to myself, even though we are both
aspects of the whole. For me to love truly, I must see both of us as worthy. Could I ever authentically speak of loving nature again
while I simultaneously cast myself from her in unworthiness? I didn’t think so.
I’ve always been all about spiritual integrity and walking the talk, so I must
work with this.
It has brought my Western identity to the fore and the need
to look deeply at my beliefs and judgements that ares so ingrained that they are
bars of limitation from behind which I engage my life. I want to be free and
that process is an inside job that I and a few like-minded friends are now
working with. Our foundations are already shaking and groaning – it is very
exciting.
I have enjoyed working with this affirmation. It has brought
me to more fully engage my life as well as anchor gratitude for the present and
hope for the future. I am even beginning to see the beauty of my soul shine
through and fear is melting away. In the presence of soul, the finite is clearly visible and the urge to cling to it is revealed as futile. The only foundations we have are our finite illusions. If we give them up willingly, then there is no need for them to be ripped from us.
It seems timely to continue on with the next part of the
original affirmation.
I am loving and loveable.
I chose the picture in this blog, like all of them, for a reason. Can I see my own beauty
within it; can you see yours?
I will only be able to embody this if I can get out of my
Western conditioning – but that is the topic for the next blog. I hope you’ll
join me, this should be interesting.
Namaste Sally