Sheeple

A few thoughts on ‘mob mentality’ on being sheeple, on being swept up in the group energy.

I was in church a year ago November when a few people stormed out when they realized that what was supposed to be an opportunity to be supported in our grief, was in fact now a shame and blame session. My one friend that I know of was able to hold her peace amidst this shift but I could only hold it for so long and then I lost it..swept into anger. I restored my peace after a good night’s rest.

I was in a different church a few months ago as an invited guest when the pastor began to preach a message of untruth, of condemnation over certain populations. His message was filled with mixed messages – some judgment then an attempt to return the Gospel (LOVE). I was able to stand firm two weeks in a row in my my embodied harmony of head and heart as I intentionally took a ‘mountain posture’, a garrison within. I did not LOSE my center, the mob did not influence my spirit.

We all are human and lose our voice and after the fact may wish — I had said this, or done that.

Funny thing was, a few months after my first example I told one of our pastors that the Spirit told me– next time you find yourself in a situation swept up in fear and anger, DROP TO YOUR KNEES

PRAY

That is the appropriate response. Turn to God for Help.

Guess what he said to me—-

nothing.

That was when I knew it was time to leave. That was exactly one year ago.

Discern the spirits my friends. Be a force for GOOD

Let your love speak and sometimes use your words

How to garrison the G-D within

I’ve chosen garrison as my word for 2023.

Occupy, Fortify, Secure

Christ as this siege of our inner life

We must have the same spiritual defense as Jesus did.
How do we go about achieving this?

I’ll go back to 2016

I was heading to the Bahamas for a long weekend at a grief writing retreat with Mirabai Starr. The location was the Sivananda retreat center- replete with monks in long flowing robes.Upon arrival, I had encountered a mentally ill young woman who threatened me and after not sleeping the first night I had to move my sleeping location. Due to this sense of a lack of personal safety, coupled with being on my own without friends or family, coupled with the new to me religious order of the monks, I was riddled with anxiety.

I remember beginning this conversation with Christ– more like a pestering.
Where are you?
Are you here?

Are you accessible to me? Are you alive…a help at all?

I’ve come to recognize that yes, not only had I brought Christ with me but he was the light in each person I encountered.

I had nothing to fear. The foreign nature was a surface, earthly layer that did not mean that the soul was not recognizable to my own.
From this moment on, I, like Alice Walker, knew “Any God I ever felt in church, I brought in with me”

Christians I have encountered live with a lot of fear and anxiety and in my expereince and humble opinion

would do well to keep looking within for the power residing in the soul and not an outside entity. Calming the nervous system and finding regulation (self and co) is one reliable way to maintain secure attachment to the Love that is always

available.