“Life is rarely as serious as we believe it to be, and when we recognize this fact, it responds by giving us more and more opportunities to play.”
This is my card from Osho as I recover from a cold going around. As the seasons change I guess we have to clean out and having a cold is one way to slow us down allowing us to acknowledge where we are and what we have been up to. I once heard someone say having a cold is a sign of unshed tears, it’s the body asking us to slow down and no matter how much we try and treat the symptoms, it will keep pushing us down untill we either break down and cry or actually slow down and take notice of our selves. The only cure for a cold is sleep and time in a hot bath and more sleep. I notice also how a cold makes me look like I have been crying for days…I’m just saying.
We have entered in the sign of Libra the sign that represents the zenith of the year. I have always seen the libras in my life as the peacekeepers, the ones that easily maintain balance. Off course this is a generalisation, but generally speaking Libras do tend to be easy going and are generally lovers of the good things in life. I am very conscious of balance these days and how it plays into my life when I create it within myself. I notice how in our home and life we are experiencing the influence of balance more than ever. I have been practicing Metamorphosis with more awareness and intention and the consequence is definitely living with more ease.
I am watching CQ intently trying to stay standing while holding on to the couch edge with only one hand. Her balance is astounding and even in her downward-dog pose she stays balanced with her little but in the air.
I did an introductory talk about my Metamorphosis practice on Saturday and again became very aware of how we practice balance in our lives. Understanding that when we are out of balance we create illness or disease.
Loving Meta for the space it holds in which we can create balance from inside. With balance we can experience greater ease in almost anything and everything we do. Anyway before I get on a tangent and start sounding like I need a soapbox, allow me to express how excited I am to be available as a practitioner of Metamorphosis. On Sunday we were at the Art Splash festival in Carlsbad and the art, especially the chalk art was inspiring. I noticed the guys doing the balancing acts with the rocks.
I love the synchronicity of our minds eye and attitude and how we perceive our circumstances. Its like suddenly noticing everyone that’s pregnant when you’re pregnant, or the red Volkswagen that’s all over the road when its the one you have your heart set on. So I realize when we focus on the good in each other possibly we will see more good and experience more of it too. Oh, there I go again…These guys are very talented, the way they can balance the weirdest shaped rocks on each other.
I the same way Charlotte is amazing at learning her body and practicing balance.
On the road and in the air all day yesterday. CQ loves the movement, she becomes so excited when we are about to fly. She was amazing on the flight, and besides being a squirmy sleeper, she seems happy go lucky.
I urge anyone, up for a magical and extraordinary experience that will forever enrich their lives, to visit Ruby’s Cove, situated on the edge of the world it seems. A b&b in the heart of Greenport Village, on the north fork of Long Island NYC. Thinking about traveling with little babies, and what I learnt from it. To really be free of expectation and anticipation, so much easier said than done. But I realized that when I allowed myself to not anticipate or expect certain behaviour from CQ, we have a smoother ride together. So what’s my plan when traveling with CQ, rescue remedy for mom and calming drops for baby and then going with the flow, watching her closely for ques. The moment we touched ground pretty much, she was back on schedule and eating and sleeping as if jetlag’s a joke on the rest of us.
MetaMama: At Ruby's Cove: Sitting in Donna’s kitchen with Ruby’s magic surrounding us, or is it ours or the fig tree in the back yard that survives New York winter af…
I remember being on set at the 7delaan studio. Hearing the news over the speakers. Feeling absurd and unreal. When I stepped into the greenroom the little television in the corner made it even harder to believe, but we all stared at the towers falling down. It’s ten years later. I am practically half American now, having birthed a child here has made this more real than ever. I watched the movie, “flight 93” last night before I finally went to bed. CQ slept better than ever and I had the kind of sleep that allows one to dream vividly. All I can say is that my aggression and mama-lionessness is growing with CQ and I would not mess with this cub of mine.
Living in a world that is desperately trying to create and find its equilibrium, its balance, makes me trip more often than not, and my legs show the marks, enough already I cry! Look within and find the balance here, at the point of conception, where it all begins.
Charaiveti, is what Osho Zen taught me. Keep moving. No matter the feeling or the circumstance allow movement to keep your mind fresh and your body young. It has become one of my favorite words. It roles of the tongue and I love the reminder, especially when all I want to do is hide under the covers or hermit on the couch……and now I have this little person in my life that will make sure I don’t stop moving. I am the lucky mother of a very active mover and shaker. She has at least a 20foot radius and is only 5months old. Here we go!