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February 24 A great fable....I remember hearing a story many years ago, and I've told this story to my "mighty mites" (4 to 7 year old) class many times, to encourage them to keep having the courage to try their best, no matter how difficult a technique may seem. ....
The boy and the wolf
Long ago, in a tiny village in China, lived a boy named Shan Yi. Shan Yi was a hardy youngster nearly twelve summers old, who enjoyed helping his parents in the field and assisting in the daily chores.
One day, Shan Yi's parents told him to mind the hearth, saying "We'll be at the market for a bit, don't let the fire go out! We want the fire nice and hot for the dinner we'll prepare." "No worries, Mother. I'll keep the hearth hot!"
About and hour after his parents left, Shan Yi heard a scratching noise at the door. The scratching got louder and louder, until the double doors swung open, and standing there was a large wolf! Now, Shan Yi had never seen a wolf before, so thinking that it was a dog, Shan Yi grabbed a burning stick from the fire. He thrust the flaming stick toward the wolf, shouting "Off with you, or I'll burn you!!". The wolf, startled by the fire, backed up toward the doors, but as it stumbled back the doors closed around the sides of the wolf's neck. The wolf howled and whimpered as it struggled to free itself.....the harder the wolf tried to back up, the tighter the doors held him.
Several neighbors ran to Shan Yi's house, wondering what the big commotion was about. Imagine their surprise when they found the largest wolf any of them had ever seen! They opened the double doors, freeing the wolf, who then ran quickly away, whimpering all the way. The wolf never returned.
Moral of the story???
Shan Yi held no fear of the wolf, because he had neve seen one, nor did he ever have a bad experience with one. It was this fearlessness that kept Shan Yi from harm. On the other hand, the wolf's reaction to Shan Yi's flaming stick caused him to get caught in the doors. Once caught, the wolf's tension and panic caused his injuries.
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Whenever I tell the story to my youngsters, I always ask; "So, what does this story mean to you?"
I've gotten many responses, such as "don't be afraid of trying new things", "be brave at everything you do", etc. But one time, a 5 year old named Marques gave me this answer: "Fear can stop you from doing good at stuff. It can hurt you too!"
Well said, Marques....Well said!
February 23 Tao Teh ChingMany of the passages of the "Tao Teh Ching" by Lao Tzu, sticks out in my head....one of them is this one...
"People through finding something beautiful
Think something else unbeautiful,
Through finding one man fit
Judge another unfit.
Life and death, through stemming from each other, seem to conflict as stages of change,
Difficult and easy as phases of achievement,
Long and short as measures of contrast,
High and low as degrees of relation;
But, since the varying of tones gives music to a voice,
And what is, is the was of what shall be,
The sanest man
sets up no deed,
Lays down no law,
Takes everything to animate, not to appropriate,
To earn, not to own,
To accept naturally without self importance:
If you never assume importance,
You will never lose it"
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Isn't it interesting, that how we look at one thing, is relative to another thing?
"To accept naturally without self importance".....I was taught something similar to this back when I studied Karate. Back then, it was a lesson for my ego. As a child, I found Kumite (sparring) to be very easy for me...but I found that my techniques really fell by the wayside if there were people watching. I wanted to look good in the eyes of my peers, but always ended up losing a match. Why? Because I concerned myself with looking good and showing off. As a result, even the lower ranked students beat me in a match.
An adult brown belt that was watching (I've since forgotten his name) took me aside and said something to the nature of "Just spar. Don't plan, don't think". I remember him looking over at my friends seated in the viewing area. "They're not sparring for you, so don't think about them either.". In short, he told me to quit trying to make myself "important" in the eyes of my friends. It took me a few years, (and a few lumps) to learn to "just spar".
As I grew to adulthood, I learned many lessons along those lines. One thing I've learned, that "Pride" itself, is relative. Pride can either be motivating or destructive. The sense of self importance is something that many of us strive for, but for what?? Through the years I've found that too much pride in one extreme or the other causes suffering.
Hmmm. Pride...something we need, yet something to forget about. I wonder when I'll ever be able to wrap my mind around that! February 20 The "Ruminating Rut", and the Ego....ru·mi·nate (rū'mə-nāt')
IN BRIEF: To chew over again, as food previously swallowed and regurgitated. Also: To think about something for a long time.
- Courtesy of Word Tutor at Answers.com-
--The following excerpt is from an article written by Karen Kriynovich, for Life Trek Coaching--
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Often when I am feeling the stress of a situation, I can reduce the anxiety and find some peace when I enlarge my perspective. If I maintain my current thoughts, I stay in the rut. If I look at the bigger picture, I begin to unravel the tension and let go of the current struggle. The nature of what is irritating each of us is generally built on some smaller piece of our day, month, or year. Rarely is it something that will have major impact down the road or with a significant number of people in our lives.
So, if we can manage our frustrations and stress by expanding our view, why don't we use that tactic as a matter of course? Some people do that naturally to defuse difficulties, approaching life from a higher perspective. But many people tend to hang on to their difficulties, turning them over and over again in their mind. In such cases, it's as though we are not willing to let go of them until we have carted them for awhile and felt the "pain." If holding on to difficulties sounds familiar, then shifting to a broader acceptance of the bumps in the road and infuriating circumstances could be of great benefit. When you realize that you are ruminating over a difficulty, let go of the immediacy of the issue. Ask yourself how important this will be in one week, one month, or one year. Ask yourself how much energy and time you are really willing to give this. Consider what other aspects of your work or personal life deserve attention and time, and are of greater worth than the current irritation. And, then, there's always the tried and true wisdom of "sleep on it." When you give yourself a little space and some relaxation, a natural byproduct is a changed perspective. End Quote <<
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I must admit, I frequently "ruminate over difficulties". Why exactly is it, that I would actually want to regurgitate past stress or difficulties, to chew on it again and again? Is it because I might feel I've accomplished something if I get over the "repeat episode?" Or because it feels better to look at broader picture of everything around me and say "Oh, I don't have it so bad" Is it because I feel more empowered if I get through a stressful situation with grace? No matter what, it all boils down to "Ego Crack". Many times, I've found myself whining and complaining about a situation, only to find that other people really don't give a hoot about my "insignificant" situation.....then guess what....I feel insulted, and wonder what makes those other people think they're so high and mighty to not listen to my situation. Uh oh....better light the "ego crack pipe" again.
Sometimes, I find myself feeling slighted or insulted when it appears to me that people are not even acknowledging of a joyful event that I've experienced. I have to remember that what I feel is important and enjoyable, really might not matter to others....not because they're consciously being rude, but because they don't share the same interest as I do, or realize just how important something might seem to me. I've had plenty of people in my past, actually tell me that they don't "give a rat's ass" or "Sorry, I'm not listening 'cuz I'm not interested"....and now it keeps coming back up....it keeps regurgitating for me to chew on, again and again. The funny thing is, I think I actually "force" myself to regurgitate sometimes! Very odd!
Ego Crack.....funny how it can almost be as harmful as smokeable crack.
As they say..."Check yourself before you wreck yourself". Are we ruminating or digesting???? February 18 Happy Lunar New Year!Happy "year of the pig" everyone!
My friend Lyn and I went to Seattle's International District, with the sole intention of having lunch at our favorite restaurant. On our walk to the restaurant, we came upon Lion Dances that were bringing luck and good fortune to local businesses, as well as banishing negative energy from the surroundings to ensure a prosperous new year.
We watched the Lion dances for about 30 minutes. It has always amazed and intrigued me how the Lion Dance uses Gung Fu.....the footwork, agility and strength needed to perform the lion dance is indeed wonderful to watch. I used to be on a Lion Dance team in my teens, and believe me, what a workout!!! Kudos to the the performers of the Seattle Kung Fu club!!
May the Year of the pig bring good health and good fortune to you all! February 17 "Motorcycle Meditation" Today, my friend Lyn and I jumped at the chance to ride our motorcycles because there was a break in the cloudy-misty-rainy weather we've been having. A sunny day, with temperatures in the upper 50's....."Let's ride!!"
As any motorcycle rider will attest, there is something about being on a bike that is so mentally and physically gratifying. For me (and I'm sure many other riders), it is sort of a "meditation". Like Taijiquan, one must be have a sense of total awareness of themselves, their movements, as well as the environment......a sense of awareness that is relaxed and not forced, yet strong and dynamic.
We took a relatively long ride, considering that we normally go on short 40 mile jaunts to go grab a bite to eat or just cruise around for a little while. As we rode, I noticed that my shoulders were a little bit tense. "Wow....what's wrong with this picture?" I thought with a chuckle. I relaxed into the bike, letting my shoulders drop and I felt myself settle into the seat. I relaxed my hands, allowing my palms and fingers to lightly grip the handlebars instead of choking them. "That's better" I thought. Its always a great feeling to have the bike become a part of your body, as opposed to just "sitting on" the bike. Connecting with the bike this way, allows the bike to respond better. It almost felt, as if all I had to do was "think" left, and the bike would turn left. Think "right" and the bike would turn right. Today, I felt my whole body with the bike.
In comparison, Martial arts are the same way. With weapons, relax, allow the weapon to become a part of you. In sparring, relax and don't plan anything...allow your body to respond to each attack as it comes.
Lyn chose a nice route to our destination, roads with "twisties". I noticed that my bike responded to the twisties with ease, as long as I stayed "one with the bike".
There must have been some kind of "notice me" thing going on, because cars gave us alot of breathing room for the highway ride back to Renton. At one stop light, I heard a guy shout out his car window "Nice bike!". After Lyn and I split up to head to our respective homes, another guy beeped at me and gave me a thumbs up,......at another light, teenagers waiting to cross the street yelled "Sweet ride!". Not quite the "notice me" thing I was aiming for, but cars still gave me alot of space for the rest of the ride home nonetheless. Either the drivers were riders themselves, or Reggi's advice worked, or both!!
As the weather gets warmer, I'm looking forward to more "Motorcycle Meditation". February 13 How do you play your game???-- Courtesy of Fairborz Azhakh, Martialinfo.com
The Game
Before White Belt You dream of being in the game At White Belt You decide to be in the game At Orange Belt You can see yourself playing the game At Yellow Belt You are introduced to the game At Green Belt You are invited to make a commitment to the game At Blue Belt You realize that the game is more than just a game At Brown Belt You realize that you have to earn your ticket to the game At Red Belt and Red & Black Belt You learn the ground rules for the game Upon earning your 1st Degree Black Belt You earn your ticket to the game At 2nd Degree Black Belt You realize that the game is just beginning At 3rd Degree Black Belt You realize that the game is never over At 4th Degree Black Belt The game is everywhere you look At 5th Degree Black Belt You think you know the game so well. You decide to have your own game. At 6th degree Black Belt You realize that you have always been in the game. You decide to be in the game. Again. No need to reinvent it. ------------------------------------
Okey Dokey.....who wants to play??? February 12 Another amazing experience & awsome results...I had another session with Reggi Shelley (of Alchemy Wisdom). This session was the best for me so far!
I sought her help about my left foot......my foot felt limited in its range of motion. ......My achilles tendon felt like it was "stuck", or that it had to "roll over" some other part of my foot to get full mobility of my ankle area, but was "getting caught" on something. It never hurt very much during activity or anything (unless I stretched it--see next paragraph), but it limited my movement in Taijiquan, Kyudo, Iaido, and Wushu. Crouching stances were not happening smoothly, neither was bending my legs in from the "Wuji" position at the beginning of Taiji forms. Sitting in "kiza" (balls of feet on the floor, knees on floor, sitting back on heels) in Kyudo class was a pain (literally...it felt like my achilles tendon needed to stretch/pop in order for me to sit back full on my heels. In the last few Iaido classes, I could not lower my left heel to the floor during the "Junto sono ichi" and Junto sono ni" kata.
"...The spaces she holds during sessions, are consistently the places where healing happens...."
I don't know what happened as of late to cause this "stuck" feeling in my left achilles tendon. I've been pain free from plantar fasciitis for a while now, and have been stretching every day (including stretches for achilles tendons and calves). Wierd. What really bothered me was that it felt most stuck when I was doing Taiji.
So, I walk into Reggi's (new) office and felt the familiar energy of the space. Whether I was in her old office or this new one, the spaces she holds during sessions are consistently the places where healing happens, no matter where she is. "So, what's going on?" Reggi asked. As I began to ramble on and on about my achilles tendon, as well as a pinpoint pain in my butt (no kidding, there really was a "pain in my butt"...I think I might have strained or over stretched a muscle deep in my butt...right on the "sit bones". Funny, but true), I felt a bit activity going on in both feet. I had to restrain a chuckle to myself when I realized she was starting treatment already, while I was droning on and on.
"Take off your shoes....sit up on the table" she instructed. I plopped myself on the massage table, she grabbed my left foot and started to work. My foot became warm, then it started to tickle a bit. I chuckled...then I felt a slight feeling of "release" in my lower calf. She worked on my other foot too...that felt great. "Cool" I thought. I moved about, going through some martial arts footwork to get a feel of any differences. "Great! My left tendon doesn't feel stuck anymore!!" I said.
But wait....there's more! She told me to lay on the massage table face down for the work on the "pain in the butt". During the first part of that work, I felt my lower back release alot, as well as my upper hamstrings. "Aaah, much better" I thought. I heard her step around to the head of the massage table, and then a hot wave enveloped me, starting from my head and traveling down to my toes. It felt as if hot wax was poured on my head and flowed all over me and coated me. No uncomfortable feeling of heat, but a hot wave nonetheless. It was relaxing, intriguing, and amazing.
".....and BAM...another energy wave..."
Then....the feeling of heat very quickly got intense. You know how really really hot water feels cold when you first put your hand in it? That's what it felt like....growing heat, a split second of cold, and BAM...another energy wave. I felt my body go completely out as I sucked in a tiny gasp. I thought "Thank Goodness I'm laying on this table." I would've hated to have been standing and fallen as I did at my very first session with Reggi. :-) I couldn't move anything except for a bit of movement in my head and neck.
She stepped away from the table and asked "How does that feel?"
"Would be great if I could get up off this table and find out" I thought amusingly to myself. "I feel great! Ummm....uhhh" I tried to move my arms and legs and they just wouldn't work. Reggi laughed heartily and said "just lay there and wait for a bit.....take some time to assimilate". Quite a bit later, I sat up and to my amusement, felt "hungover"....a little spent, and a bit spacey and not quite all there.....but other than that, I felt great!! She worked a bit more to get me back to "calibration".
After the session, we sat and talked for a bit, and she said "Hey, how about doing some of your Tai Chi to see how your foot does with that?" I got up, and proceeded to start a Yang Taiji form, and as I bent my legs into the opening posture,...... POP! I felt my left achilles release with a loud pop that sounded like it echoed in the office. The "pop" felt like a compressed, coiled spring that was suddenly allowed to release and unwind.....and the energy of it rammed straight up through my leg, up my torso and out the top of my head.....sort of like a "reverse lightning strike", of sorts! No pain...just the feeling of the release and the energy wave. I stopped suddenly and stepped back. The top of my head felt unusually hot. Reggi said "Felt like the energy shot up to your head, huh?" Wow. NOTHING like that has EVER happened to my any part of my body before....definitely not a sound like that "pop"....it was LOUD. I was pleased to find that my tendon felt much looser, much more flexible than before.
I did moves from another form, a Chen style form, because I wanted feel how Fajing (energy sending) felt with my foot in its "new" state. As I did the posture called "strike like cannon", my left achilles tendon popped again, and this time, it sent be backwards a few steps. Another release that made me go "Aaahhhh". Very Cool! We talked a bit more about the session, then I took my leave. As I drove home, I felt energized......buzzing.
Another great session, another set of great results! Thank you, Reggi! February 11 Extending mistakes, Flat minds/calm water....Last night was very interesting in Kyudo class. First off, I got to try out my new Yumi (bow) and Ya (arrows). Its funny that I've gone from 93 cm arrows to 100 cm arrows. When I first learned how to shoot with the Yumi, I heard that after time in practice, one's draw will get bigger and consequently, longer. My first 93 cm arrows fit just fine, but I found myself buying 95's after 8 months, and now 100's. As one's draw gets bigger, shorter arrows can be dangerous! My new Yumi has a 13 kg draw weight....not much for a Western style bow, but the 13 kg poses as just enough of a challenge for me, considering that the bow is drawn from overhead to the full extended draw. I certainly do feel that I need to draw my shoulder blades together , and use my center of gravity to make a full draw happen, as opposed to only using my arms to draw the light 10 kg bow I was using previously.
One of the students asked a good question to our instructor, regarding shooting procedure in a formal shooting line: "What should we do if someone in front of us or behind us makes a mistake in the timing of the shooting?" This was a good question, I thought, considering that in a couple of months we will be traveling to Japan for a Kyudo Seminar, tournament and rank exams.....this would be my first rank exam, and I didn't think of the possibility of anyone making a mistake during testing. Yamagami-San answered, "You follow the timing as if nothing happened....ignore their mistake and carry on. If someone makes mistake and messes up the timing, no matter. Keep calm and keep going. If YOU make a mistake, keep your composure, ignore your mistake and carry on".
Simple statement, lots of answers. Yamagami-San is so good at answering our questions like that.....gives us food for thought, and allows us to work for our skills instead of expecting it to be handed to us on a silver platter.
After class, Yamagami-San lectured us on keeping our emotions in check during shooting. I gather that he gave us this lecture because a few of the seniors will be participating in the tournament in Japan, as well as those of us taking exams for rank. "Whether you win or lose, don't show your face. Yes, you might feel happy or dissapointed, but don't show it. You must remain calm....have a flat mind. Keep your mind flat and your shooting will be good".
As a drove home, I thought about his words. "Ignore their mistake and carry on"...... good advice. Ater all, why would you want to extend someone else's mistake by dwelling on it? You would end up affecting the rest of the shooting line if you dwelled on someone's mistake. Worse yet, if we freak out at our own mistake, we might just freak out the rest of the shooting line, that is, if the rest of the shooting line dwells on mistakes like you do. Keep composure, learn from it, and "carry on".
"Flat mind"....I like the way he described keeping composure and humility. And the funny thing is, his idea of "flat mind" illustrated itself at my Iaido class this morning. I pulled my obi (belt) out of my gear bag, and remembered that I rolled it instead of folding it flat like I usually do. One my Kyudo classmates rolls her obi, and I thought I'd try it. But, it took up alot more room in my bag when I was rolled up. I didn't think anything of it until after class, when I folded my belt and thought, "yeah, it fits alot better in the bag when its flat".
*Kapow* Light bulb moment! I smiled as I but my obi in my bag.
The more we let our jumbled thoughts and emotions, opinions or even our expectations grow out of control and fill our heads, it just makes no room in our heads. Without "room", our minds would not have the space to experience the world freely. However if we keep our minds flat, you'll still be able see your thoughts and emotions but will be able to flow and experience accordingly. ( as well as have room for the important things!)
Although it might seem like a simple concept to understand in typewritten words for most people, you have to understand that I feel I don't really fully understand anything until I experience it or have the "light bulb" moments. For those of you whose understanding of these concepts comes so easily, I'm envious. However, I prefer to keep my learning the way it its.....full of light bulb moments.
Leave it to a piece of embroidered cloth to illustrate a simple yet complicated concept. When I put on my obi in Iaido or Kyudo class, I'll be reminded of this. February 07 Seattle Wushu on Yahoo! GroupsFor those of you interested in discussing Wushu, Tai Chi, or martial arts in general, Seattle Wushu's new discussion group in now on Yahoo!Groups.
![]() Click to join seattlewushu See with other eyes...Measure with other measures....This story might seem sort of weird and “out there” to some folks, but I feel I must write about this, because of the things I’ve learned from it. Some of my friends might even think I’m nuts……but, here goes….. Not long ago, I had the opportunity to get a small glimpse of this type of “skill” (for lack of a better term) of “seeing with other eyes”. A good friend of mine, Reggi, (an energy worker and clairvoyant) asked me one night, if I would be interested in a “walk in the park” to “experience all sorts of cool stuff”. "Sure thing”, I said. Little did I know that this walk in the park would be at night…in the dark! “This is weird”, I thought. She mentioned that this particular area carried a lot of energy, and although I was a little taken a back, I trusted her and did what I tell my martial arts students never to do…..to walk alone in a dark area. This park was, from what I would guess, a lot of old-growth forest. When we walked in, it was obvious that the trees would mask any type of moonlight or surrounding lights. It was PITCH black in there, not even 30 steps into the area. I lost my sight, but I was pretty confident that my eyes would adjust. So we walked, and I stumbled a bit because my equilibrium was a bit off due to not being able to see anything. After a bit, I became a little concerned when my eyes did not adjust. I was walking into pitch black, and I vehemently voiced my concern. But, after another little bit, I began to notice that in the pitch black, I saw a smoky, almost milky haze……I tried to reach out, wondering what it was. That’s when Reggi said “Here we go…we’re in…”. Funny, I didn’t say anything about the haze…..but from I could gather, we were stepping into another space. I started to breathe a little faster….imagine that….the “big bad black belt”, afraid of the dark. It was still pitch black, and as I looked toward the ground for some hint as to where I was stepping, I saw what appeared to be faintly lit “puddles”. It looked as if someone had broken a bunch of glow-sticks in random places on the ground, and the luminescent liquid was just about ready to die out. It was faint, but I could see them. There were little tendrils of very faint luminescence that flowed out of each “puddle”. Silently, I freaked out inside, not knowing what to say. “You see those?” Reggi asked. “Um, yeah. What the hell are those?” I asked (I tried really hard to sound inquisitive instead of scared out of my wits). “Those are just places where energy gathers and sits. It doesn’t do any harm….the energy just gathers there”. We walked a little farther, and I started to feel my heart beating faster….the “fight or flight” stage was beginning to set in, and although I was trying to keep calm on the outside, I was ready to run like hell on the inside. Something felt weird, and I didn’t like it. It was exactly the feeling as if someone was standing right there in your face in the dark…you can’t see them but you know they’re there. The only thing that kept me from freaking out at being in a creepy pitch dark forest, was that Reggi was walking beside me. I listened for her footsteps, and followed the sound. My eyes kept darting around, trying to see in the darkness. I tripped on a few tree roots, walking in zig-zags, almost walking into a few trees because I didn’t turn onto the path like I should have….. and felt dumb that all the coordination that I thought I had, went right out the window. “You have to not see with your physical eyes”, Reggi said in an amused tone. “Allow your other eyes to see for you…” I giggled , because I knew what she meant…..but I think I was afraid to do so. Just then, I felt as if I walked through a “heaviness”…..as I walked through what felt like “heavy air” I felt like something walked through me…something passed through me. I had no idea what it was, but as happened I felt myself draw in a sharp breath and I stopped in my tracks. I grabbed Reggi’s arm, trying to breathe, saying “What the F***??” She answered “Something walked right through us”. She mumbled something about trying to figure out what this “entity” was all about, and she said “Its powerful….”. “No duh”, I thought. “I think its just wondering what we’re all about too”, she said. “Great…” I thought….”No ‘Hi, how ya doing? What brings you here?’…..just walk right through me…what a way to get to know me!” My sarcasm tried to hide the fact that I was truly starting to get scared. A bit farther into the woods, in my peripheral vision (if you could call it that, because it was still really pitch dark), I saw a large glowing object off to my right. I didn’t look over to see it directly because I was too afraid to. But, for a good number of steps, the object stayed with me, matching my pace. From what I could estimate, it might have been about 6 feet off to my right side. By listening to her footsteps, I could sense that Reggi was now walking a bit ahead of me, and I walked a little faster, wondering if I should say anything about this thing that was following me. I picked my pace up to a jog, and I shouted “What the F** is that?” as I turned around to look at it. Reggi must have turned around too, and just then, it went away. “It blipped out….it’s gone” Reggi said. “So, you DID see it??” I asked. “Yeah, but when we turned around, it blipped out…gone”. Okay, you can imagine what I was thinking at this point. I wanted out of the creepy forest and wanted no more to do with the other wordly dimensions or spirit junk. I was done. But, Reggi assured me that everything will be fine. She had no problem at all seeing in the inky darkness….in fact there were many times during our walk that she had to tell me to walk right to follow a curve in the path, or tell me to stay on the path (I guess I was going to walk right off the path a few times)……from the way I heard her walking, it was as if the forest path was lit up for her. Me….I’m stumbling around in the dark, almost walking into trees. It felt as if we had been walking for over 2 hours, but Reggi assured me we hadn’t been walking all that long. I actually felt as if the temperature was getting warmer, but I thought it was just because I was nervous. “Hmm, its gotten warmer”, Reggi said. “Okay, so maybe its not just me” I thought. But, what does it mean when it gets a little warmer in this crisp cold weather? A little later, the overpowering smell of sweetness filled our nostrils…..a sickly sweet odor. It smelled alot like "Pikake" (a type of flower found in Hawaii). My mother was a healer in the Philippines, and she used to say that odors sometimes accompanied things from the "other side" or other spaces. So, when we flowery odor came upon us, I wondered "is there something here?" Reggi assured me that everything was okay. We were getting close to the water (a lake), and I asked "how much farther to the lake?" "Oh, just a little ways" she answered. Then, the distinct odor of marijuana filled the air. Reggi put her hand my shoulder, saying “Oh my God, we’re turning around.”. I immediately stopped walking, and asked “What’s up? What’s going on?” She interrupted me, "There must be people smoking pot here...let's go". I wasn’t going to argue with that. If the confident clairvoyant and energy worker says “let’s get out of here”, I’m following her lead!! Besides, even in the event that people were hanging out in the woods smoking pot, if they decided to freak out and start a fight with us, I sure was in no mood to do any butt-kicking. However, at that point, I wouldn't have minded dealing with "real" physical people. Ha ha! We turned right around and walked briskly down the path. Suddenly, it got cold again. It felt just like if you walked into a walk-in refrigerator after coming inside on a summer day. The wierd feeling came up me again, but I felt myself starting to let go of my fear. And you know what? I actually started to see in the dark a little. I could make out the trees, and see the forest path a little bit. I didn’t feel all that “blind” anymore. However, Reggi kept checking behind us, and that got me worried. What’s behind us? Is something following us? As we quickly walked, she grabbed my arm and motioned for me to stop. We stood there in silence… I felt her “listening and putting out her feelers”. It was silent….too silent. Just then….tap tap tap tap tap. It sounded as if someone was rapping a stick against a tree not far from us. Tap tap tap tap …..tap tap tap tap…..tap tap tap tap. A slow tap tap tap. The rythym was too regular to be a woodpecker. I listened intently, yet not as scared at this point. At this time, the tap tap tap noise was intriguing. After a little while, the tapping stopped. We listened intently some more….and it was back to silence. I felt a little better that I could see a little better on the walk back. Was it because I chose to let go of my physical sense of sight? I don’t know. As we came out of the forest, I took a deep breath and tried to process what just happened. I learned a lot about myself that night. Do I believe in other dimensions or other spaces? Yes. For us to say that our dimension is the only "real" dimension, is like saying we're the only intelligent life in the universe.......what a stuck-up, egotistical thing for us to think. I learned that my physical skills have no bearing in these other spaces. I felt helpless going into the forest, knowing that if that 1st entity we encountered decided to do any harm, I was powerless against it. No amount of my kicking, striking, or fighting skill would be of any effect against something that is not physical. This feeling of powerlessness scared me. As confident as I am of my physical skills, I can’t fight something I can’t touch. This was the biggest reason of my fear during my time in the forest. Luckily, since Reggi is no stranger to these types of experiences, her confidence and skill are what allowed me to keep walking in the creepy forest. I learned that I can look calm on the outside even though my knees are knocking on the inside. Ha ha ha! I learned that deep down inside, no matter how I might try to deny it….I’m a little bit of a control freak. Anything that messes with my sense of total control over my body, my physical senses, my skills…..angers me a little. The first time Reggi did energy work on me, my body just went limp during the shifts and changes happening in my body…I had no control of my ability to stand, and as I fell over I felt myself trying to regain control and it wasn’t happening. As Reggi helped me to the floor, she told me “It’s okay…just let go”…but I was mad as a wet hen that I couldn’t control my physical movments. To this day, when Reggi does energy work on me, she sometimes reminds me to “let go” when she tries to release stress from my neck. I learned that letting go and allowing myself to be sensitive, might allow me to think more clearly through fear. To not think of all the “coulda-shoulda-woulda’s”, or the “what-ifs”…and just be. Even though I had previously experienced Reggi’s energy healing work, it was great to see her ultra sensitive and clairvoyant abilities in the forest. I’ve heard the term “See with other eyes” before, and it was a good thing that she reminded me of this. This experience greatly changed the way I see the world every day, and how I interact in the world. I’ve experienced “dimensional” stuff since then (that’s a different story, but Reggi helped me out with that problem). Our playful nickname for that place we were, is “Haunted trails”…. Would I go again? You bet. Now that I have a tiny idea of using “other eyes”, I want to learn to see better. I think that learning to not depend on my physical skills, will only enhance my physical skills….its kind of hard to explain…… I know it might seem to some people, that all this is far fetched. I know some of you out there are skeptical.....the type of people that won't believe in anything unless they can put it in a test tube, hold it, taste it, or prove it. That's fine. I'd go back to "Haunted trails"…..bring it on! Reggi…you name the day…..back to the trails we go…..
For more information about energy work and intuitive counseling services, contact Reggi Shelley through http://alchemywisdom.com February 06 How little things make my day...This morning as I was driving to my 1st class of the day,traffic was pretty bad on Talbot Road. I was sitting in the queue of cars at a stop light, and I pulled up a little as the car in front of me pulled up. As a truck went by me on the left lane next to me, I noticed a man in a car in the left turn lane (with his signal on). I was pulled up so far that he didn't have room to turn in front of me. Now, normally, in a crowded situation like that, I like to keep intersections or turn opportunities clear....especially if someone is going to be turning left into a business complex or something like that.....
I rolled down my window and said "oh, gosh, sorry!!" And instead of an annoyed look or a flash of the "finger", you know what response I got?
"That's okay....its not your fault....I guess I should've thought of this when I left the house late...hahahaha!"
After all the times I've been flipped off, honked at, cursed at, (for dumb stuff that other people do while driving, It was a pleasant change to have a gruff looking man (should I say , "gentleman") NOT cuss as me, but acknowledge neighborly driver courtesy.
To whoever this gentleman was......thank you.....you made my day! February 04 Great quotes....I got these quotes from Tom Bolling Sensei, a longtime Kendoka:
"Only as a warrior can one withstand the path of knowledge. A warrior cannot complain or regret anything. Life is an endless challenge, and challenges cannot possibly be good or bad. Challenges are simply challenges. The basic difference between an ordinary person and a warrior is that a warrior takes everything as a challenge, while an ordinary person takes everything either as a blessing or as a curse."
"All of us, whether or not we are warriors, have a cubic centimeter of chance that pops out from time to time. The difference between an average person and a warrior is awareness of this, and one of the tasks is to be alert, deliberately waiting, so that when the cubic centimeter pops out he or she has the necessary speed and prowess to pick it up."
--Carlos Castaneda
Great quotes, Bolling Sensei! February 01 Empty the cup...I'm sure many of you have heard the fable of "Empty your cup" (for those of you that haven't, click here: http://www.rider.edu/~suler/zenstory/emptycup.html )
When I was a young girl, I read an article that that spoke of 6 "cups"....
1) Empty cup: An open mind, able to suspend preconceived notions or opinions that may tarnish new learning.
2) Full cup: Full of opinions, not allowing for other information or notions. "Full of oneself", thinking "my way is the only right way".
3) Cup with a crack in it: Acting righteous. As much as one attempts to have others percieve them as "open minded", there is flaw. A hidden agenda behind the act. No matter how nicely made the cup is, the crack makes the cup lose its structural integrity.
4) Cup with a hole in it: Can be genuinely open minded, yet cannot retain the information for long. (due to lack of review, practice, etc)
5) Cup upside down: The cup cannot be filled nor emptied.
6) Broken cup: The form of the cup is destroyed, after enjoying the "tea".
I've long since forgotten where I read the article of the 6 cups, but the concept has intrigued me for decades. When I was a child, I did not understand much beyond "empty cup" and "full cup", until I grew older and experienced life more.
My lifetime goal is the broken cup......
If I were to say "I am open minded....I have an empty cup, I am in nothingness, I am empty", then I've labeled myself as "empty". Really, I'm not empy at all, for my ego would still be in play, calling myself "empty" or "open minded. I wouldn't be in "nothingness",... I would still be "all there"....full of myself.
If only I could break the cup.....to destroy the very form that holds learning that may ironically make me full of myself. Only if I can find the way to not depend on a cup to drink tea.
Would you like some tea????
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