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All I know is, that we need to keep spreading the positive vibes my friends!!

"I am worth loving. I do not have to earn love. I am lovable because I exist. Others reflect the love I have for myself." - Louise L. Hay



Thursday, May 26, 2011

Hawk




Last night in my dream I was a Red-tailed hawk...but my tail feathers were broken and I couldn't fly; although I kept trying.

"Hawk...Messenger of the sky, Circle my dreams and teach me the message as we fly."
Once again, I turn to Great Spirit's infinite wisdom interpreted through Jamie Sams and David Carson's book 'Medicine Cards'.
Hawk is akin to Mercury, the messenger of the gods. hawk medicine teaches you to be observant, to look at your surroundings. Observe the obvious in everything that you do. Life is sending you signals.
Life is the intuition. A clue about the magic of life is being brought to you. This magic can imbue you with the power to overcome a currently stressful or difficult situation.
Let me just repeat that last line::::::::::::THE CLUES ABOUT THE MAGIC OF LIFE,,,,THAT ARE ALL AROUND YOU RIGHT NOW, CAN IMBUE YOU WITH THE POWER TO OVERCOME YOUR CURRENTLY STRESSFUL AND DIFFICULT SITUATION!!
The test is your ability to observe the nuances of power lurking nearby. Is power the talkent you have an dare not using?? Are solutions always hard to find because you have lost the broader vision of Hawk> Or is the Great Spirit displaying a gift that you need only to receive? Have the colors of the morning inspired you to create> Or has the gloominess of a present situation left you earthbound, unable to hear the voice within the raindrops splashing on your window?
Pay Attention! You are only as powerful as your capacity to perceive, receive, and use your abilities.
What is called for here is an intuitive ability to discern the message carried within the cry of Hawk. The shrillness of Hawk's call pierces the state of unawareness, and asks you to seek the truth.
The Ancients recognized this magnificent bird of prey as a messenger brining tidings to their Earth Walk, the Good Red Road, from the world of the grandfathers and grandmothers who lived before them. If Hawk were to magically cry, it was a sign to beware or be aware. This could mark the coming of a warring tribe, the birth of a child, or the celebration of counting coup. Hawk's cry signaled the need for the beholder to heighten awareness and receive a message.
Hawk medicine is a totem that is filled with responsibility, because Hawk people see the overall view. Hawk is not like Mouse, who sees everything through a magnifying glass. Hawk medicine people are aware of omens, messages from the spirit. No detail slips past them unnoticed.
If Hawk has paid you a visit, you are to be aware of signals in your life___ so notice and receive them. Hawk may be teaching you to grab an opportunity which is coming your way. On the other hand, Hawk may be bringing you the message that you should circle over you life, and examine it from a higher perspective. From this vantage point you may be able to discern the hazards which bar you from freedom of flight. Remember: Hawk has a keen eye and a bold heart, for Hawk flies close to the light of Grandfather Sun.

Friday, March 11, 2011

"Your greatness is measured by your gifts, not by what you have."





Good Morning!!
Namaskar

Practice began this morning at 5:25am.
I started off with 3 half sun salutations (surya namaskara) followed by 3 full sun salutation - each 4 breaths using warrior breath technique (ujjayi pranayama).

(It's been 5 weeks since little Ava was born, taking it slow).

Next, I practiced headstand (Salamba Sirsasana) for 36 breaths.
"Regular and precise practice of Sirsasana develops the body, disciplines the mind and widens the horizons of the spirit. One becomes balanced and self-reliant in pain and pleasure, loss and gain, shame and fame and defeat and victory." B.K.S. Iyengar
To follow came shoulder stand (Salamba Sarvangasana) for 25 breaths,
25 breaths in plow pose (Halasana),
5 breaths in Lotus- shoulder-stand (Urdhva Padmasana in Sarvangasana),
5 breaths in embryo (Pindasana Sarvangasana),
5 breaths in Fish pose (Matsyasana),
extended legs out in front for only one count
(abs are incredibly weak after baby delivery )

Corpse pose (Savasana) 5 minutes

Alternate-Nostril breathing (Nadi Sodana)
- 8 rounds/three times with one minute resting in between rounds.
The practice finished with sitting in meditation

(Siddhasana) - (intended 20 minutes: actual 5 - interruptions do happen - THE IMPOTANT PART IS TO SET AN INTENTION...AND LET THE DIVINE GUIDE YOU TO FOLLOW THAT HIGHEST INTENTION KNOWING THAT WE ALWAYS GET WHAT THE SOUL NEEDS AND NOT WHAT THE EGO WANTS!! :D)

'As a grain of salt thrown into water unites and becomes one with it, a like union between the Mind and the Atman is Samadhi.'
(Iyengar's definition of
Samadhi = A state in which the aspirant is one with the object of his meditation, the Supreme Spirit pervading the universe, where there is a feeling of unutterable joy and peace.)
Atman means the Self and the supreme Soul.
Blessings with your day!!
May the
GREAT GURU guide you!
Om


Monday, February 14, 2011

The New Little Mother




She arrived at the Birthday place in Paradise, Ca and was checked in by about 3:00am. By the time the nurse 'checked' her, she was dilated 5cm (about 3:30am).

By that time, the contractions were coming on hard, strong, and fast. She labored on her knees, throwing up between contractions. She couldn't speak, the pain was too much. All she could manage was to moan and cry.

She couldn't seem to get a handle on the pain.

The mind and body must forget how excruciatingly painful the birthing process is as a survival mechanism, or women would never go through with a second pregnancy.

The midwife said, "make your sounds low". And that was the trigger she needed to allow herself to 'go primal'.

Her body was failing her. She had to use the mind to escape the pain. Using the breath to control the contractions shooting out her back and down the legs was as pointless as trying to fend off a bear attack with a toothpick.

She was unaware of time and space and that just over an hour had already passed. In her mind, she was miles away, in a field all alone; just her and the sound of her own wailing. She could feel the grass under her feet as she squatted low to the earth. She felt the cool breeze touch her cheek, and whisper through her hair.

A sound came in on the wind meant for her.
She made it her own, and started chanting OOOOOM as long and low as she could, until the sound morphed into the noise of another laboring howl. And then, deep from within, as if being unlocked from some primordial ancient vault, held within the dark reaches of the mind and universal soul, for just such a desperate time, - came the sound of the bija mantra La La LAAAAM. La La LAAAAAM.

Strong, low and steady from her cracked, parched lips, came the seed sound syllable for opening and cleansing the root chakra. Back and forth the sounds poured...."La La LAAAAM"...and... "OOOOOM". "La La LAAAAAM"...and..."OOOOOOM".

It was working. The vibration of the magical seed sound was helping the body to blossom open and expand.
Within 5 minutes there was a warm, gushing over her feet - the 'water' broke. The time was finally here.
Her body was open; ready to bring forth life.

"Here she comes" she barely managed before the most fearsome, agonizing, wailing bellowed forth and echoed throughout the premises.

You would have thought the sound came from 20 burley vikings lined up on the battlefield ready to charge.

Long and loud came her yell and then,.....her final reward. Sweetly and smoothly, a wee tiney, blue babe slid onto the bed. Perfect in every way, and wailing.

The proud new mother looked on for only a moment before swooping her into her arms, turning her body around and laying the child onto her bare breasts to admire her prize.
Success. A beautiful sight.

All the pain, all the joy, all the love, all the tears, the agony, the wonder, the miricle of life - here it is. As nature intended, and as women have been doing it for thousands of years, the cycle of life goes on!! What a beautiful journey into the world for this little one.

AVA RILEY GAGE SCHROEDER

BORN at 4:54am - Feb. 6, 2011
7lbs 3oz.


Om to the divine Feminine!! And Om to the papas and daddy's too, for standing by and making it all possible.



Saturday, January 29, 2011

Ladybug - Messenger of Self-Healing


I spent two days waiting for you to come home. You didn't.
I walked out my inpatience.
I stretched out my inflexibilities - mentally with deep breaths by the creek, and physically with some meditative asanas;
Determined not to get upset at your lack of attention, as I cooed and chanted to our growing baby still in my belly
- connecting our center chakras -
ready to be born any moment.
I couldn't help but feel myself start getting mad at you,
at your youthful immaturity,
at your negligence to my needs to be held by you,
watched and adored,
loved and coddled.

I moved through the day, finally watching the sun tip barely over the edge of the canyon ledge, and the shadow start to move down the sheer, looming wall; at least she was dependable and consistant - standing there day after day, strong, solid, powerful.

As I went to take the clothes off of the clothesline, I noticed several lady bugs covering just your t-shirts and nobody elses clothes, blowing in the wind on the line - clinging to the white, cotton, fabric.
I paused and smiled....
"how could I have been so selfish",
I thought.
"Did you have a good HEALING day or two?"
Lady bug reminded me that this is also your time to heal yourself, as I should be healing myself and working on my own desires, cravings, and short comings.

We heal ourselves. Then we can come together and be whole!!
Bless you for doing the work.

Thank you messenger Lady bug for reminding me to be patient with the process.
Deep Healing takes time.!
OM.

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Thursday, January 27, 2011

Baby Blessing!!
I didn't get any photos of the actual ceremony!! Some things are too sacred to capture in photographs, I guess. It just didn't feel right to me at the time.
Here's Ginger earlier that day smudging all the things we collected from nature to use in our dream catcher that we all built together - weaving our dreams and blessings for the baby, together into it later that night at the blessing ceremony.

The fire pit was to the left of Ginger (first photo) and down the hill a ways. Turned out to be a perfect night for a fire circle!!





Thanks everyone for coming and sharing with me your words and stories of encouragement!! I can't wait to meet my little babe. I am so happy to have all of you in my life!! I look forward to sharing our lives - you are wonderful people, and I am so thankful to have you all in my life!
Many Blessings!!

OM
Shanti

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