Chaos and creation

 

As I lingered for a moment before getting out of bed, aware of the light awakening in the room with me, I felt the silkiest feeling of a gentle vibration through my whole body.  This full moon, I thought, has been a gentle one, a benevolent one.  Every inch of of the gentle weight of the covers on me seemed to be gently holding me. I knew it was dawn, the sky was calling me, I was wondering if I had missed the moment of the sun rising above the  horizon, above the mountains across the plateau.  As I walked out into the satiny air and looked out, the sun was not yet up... and a full silvery libra moon (called a pink moon this month) was lowering towards the horizon, sliding down the sky towards the Cerro de la Santa Cruz, where it would set... The sun getting ready to rise was transforming the horizing with a fuscia red glow.  There was perfect balance, the sun coming, the moon going... just as the sun rose, the moon set behind the hill.

So this image.  In this image I continue to work with the energies of chaos and creation that we are experiencing collectively.  The bombs are falling, there is destruction, there is the blood and tragedy of war, the fear of missiles, the dread, the grief, the gratitude that many of us feel that these are not falling on our home, yet the deep underlying feeling that yes, they are falling on our home, this is our planet, this is our only home. I am holding the contrasts, holding the vibration of healing, remembering Michael Meade's words "Creation is the only outcome of conflict that is satisfying to the human soul."  Holding the collective and personal opportunity for healing out of the chaos as we reach deeply, facing demons, discovering angels, working with the life force energy as we love this earth, as we also face the vulnerability of our own mortality while we recognize, as the master teacher Thich Nhat Han taught "a cloud never dies"— It only transforms... when we experience signlessness we understand this clearly. (I know I am taking a lot of liberty to speak with a collective "we" and it is really very personal for each of us, and yet there is a collective place we are together on this journey at this time we share on earth, each of us facing challenges of so many kinds— and again and again people who guide the way show us that it is all about love.

Just in the way the sun and the moon were in perfect balance on the east and western horizon's, so there is a dynamic tension in these times.  Chaos and creation.  It is not so different than an isometric contraction or "condensation" of two opposing muscles, the flexor and the extensors on both sides of a joint being activated at the same time, creating dynamic flow (what Bonnie Bainbridge Cohen sometimes calls postural flow).  This involves the whole body and arises from the feet in contact with the earth, with the womb, with the mother.  This is one of the gateways to being direct touch with the life energy and the space that created us, a move back to the moment of becoming embodied on this planet while still fresh and in touch with cellular flexibility, cellular flow, going back to the flow that creates and that is life...