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I want to recommend two books that I am reading:

The first is The Application of Impossible Things, by Natalie Sudman, about her out-of-body experience when she was profoundly injured by a roadside bomb while working in Iraq. Not your run-of-the-mill, , I-saw-the-light chronicle, her writing is waking up a series of epiphanies in me. It feels like my soul is remembering truths it didn’t have words for in this lifetime yet. The story itself is interesting, but the re-connection to these truths is, for me, even more worth the price of admission.

The second is Healing Stories, by Robert Alcorn, M.D., a psychiatrist and shamanic practitioner in Ohio. Alcorn writes about his own series of epiphanies as his psychiatry practice grew beyond conventional bounds and began to encompass energy healing and shamanic practices. He shows great bravery and compassion as he lets us in on his journey to grow beyond his comfort zone as his spirit and experiences guided him towards new ways of seeing the world, his patients, and his role as a healer.

Kudos to both of them for their guts and generosity in sharing their journeys. Thank you!

Here are links to their books on their websites:
http://www.nataliesudman.com/writing.html
http://www.dralcorn.us/book.htm

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When I recently failed at an opportunity I was pursuing, I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me.  It was more than a disappointment for some reason.  I journeyed on it, and my helping spirits showed me some of the reasons this situation had appealed to me in the first place, and ways I could fulfill what I’d been searching for in other ways.  This “failure” woke me up to the fact that my life needed to meditate more.  It needed more space, more openness.  More shelf space and less things on the shelves.  Less shelves even.

 

So I’ve been clearing out files (do I really need to save going-away cards signed by friends at jobs I worked at almost 30 years ago?), books, my Amazon.com wish list, expectations, my calendar, and my diet, giving joy more room to wiggle, and gratitude and spontaneity more room to play.  If everything in our lives is already full, there’s no room for anything new, or room to just pause and rest.

As I wrote in my last post, when we take better care of ourselves, we can be of better service to others.  It’s important to have space in our lives to cultivate peace and a relationship with All That Is.

 

One practice that’s been very moving for me has been in my yoga practice.  At the end of a kundalini yoga class, we sing three rounds of a song called “Long Time Sun,” first to ourselves (I love that we don’t leave ourselves out!); next, sing to someone else who needs a blessing, and then we sing it to the larger world.  Of course it’s also important to take physical actions in the physical world but it’s important to have the foundational energy clear first.

 

That’s why it’s important to love peace rather than hating war, which just sets up the same cycle of violence.  Same goes for working for any kind of justice, environmentalism, or other cause.

 

Another practice I find helpful is a simple yet profound Buddhist lovingkindness practice, also called “metta meditation.”  Again, you start with yourself, meditating the following words or something similar in your own words:

 

May I be happy.

May I be well.

May I be safe.

May I be peaceful and at ease.

 

Then  meditate in that same vein for another person who has deeply cared about you, then other acquaintances, animals, strangers, and, finally, enemies.  Do it for as long or as short a time as you like.  “Doing metta we plant the seeds of love,” Sharon Salzberg says  (http://www.vipassana.com/meditation/facets_of_metta.php).  The Metta Institute website also has some good information (www.mettainstitute.org).

 

If we raise our vibration before we act, our actions will be that much more potent and healing.

 

I wish you many blessings on your day.

© Lynda Skeen

© Lynda Skeen

 

© Lynda Skeen

© Lynda Skeen

 

© Lynda Skeen

© Lynda Skeen

 

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