Jesus is our Sabbath Rest

Day two of grief: the day after our sweet golden retriever Sierra left us, I’m wont to sit with my Jesus and listen.

Jesus rests me

Jesus lifts me

Jesus is a frequency as am I

This frequency shatters illusion for it is Truth with a capital T

Jesus cannot leave me

Jesus is my rock

and my living well of energy

Free energy- no need to draw upon systems built for this age

His system is built for eternally knowing who I am

I cannot forget for I enjoy secure attachment
Even my grief does not destabilize me

Every wave that hits is another opportunity to reach for his hand

Yoga is Love

1st penned 7 years ago.

It’s 2:30 a.m. and I’m watching sister moon play peek-a-boo. Her cloud hands cover her face and then BOO! There she is lighting the night sky.

A dear, respected one has asked me an important question. I’ve been contemplating for a week how to better answer.

Are non-Christian yoga teachers sharing the anti-christ?

Let me say Love and inherent goodness in all her forms is of God-

personal love, small love, imperfect love, simple love, private love, public love, group love, big love, loud love and quiet love

My wise 70 year old yoga student early on in his brand new practice once said–‘Oh, I see what this yoga is about! Finding all the blocks to self-love.’

and I’d add making the subconscious conscious or bringing shadow into the LIGHT

But–Self-loathing is the anti-christ…fear is the anti-christ….hypocrisy is the anti-christ…greed is the anti-christ….body-shaming, prejudice patriarchy and racism, too

Most worldly paths lead nowhere but those paths where we seek the brightest stars on the darkest of nights

that lead to love, healing, connection, community, service, and hope lead to God. Most of my students have been moved to tears on their mats as they embody their inherent truth of goodness. The practice invites a deep shedding of old harmful beliefs and fear deep in the nervous systems primal survival centers.

How can we judge someone crying out for help to the nameless ONE? The moon does not care if I can see her or call her by name…she shines and does not hide her face from us but my awareness of her shifts all the time.

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