How Do I Join In? The Movement to a Collective Presence
Given the choice of a life full of supportive family imprints, a loving intimate relationship and a selective precious bunch of devoted friends, who would you be willing to be? What aspects of you would you care to bring forward to be able to receive this level of happiness? Recently, I had a conundrum presented to me, out of left field. Somewhere during the last semester of a-two-year training, some students expressed the desire to join a new practicing group, which happened to be my third practicing group that I had signed in. Since the requirements for practicing hours in the training were stipulated and were known to everyone from the start, it amazed me that this request was expressed close to the end of our programme. In this group,…
Not alone; connected
“You cannot do it alone”, “You are not doing it alone”. Nobody can do it alone. Nobody is doing it alone. One cannot do it alone because the concept of alone does not really exist. Nothing is alone because nothing exists or is created autonomously. All are overwhelmingly present in all dimensions and contribute to all the movements, vibrations and breaths of this Universe. There is no gap anywhere and ever. Everything speaks and converses with each other in imperceptible signals, which change form to become subtle and merge seamlessly with the signified, the message, the stimulus. What allows things to coexist in a state of inter-balance and symbiosis is this perpetual flow of connection, the connecting communication pulse transmitted ceaselessly by emitters and receivers, both consenting to a life…
They said YES…
For days I am on the phone and emails and a lot of communication with public and private providers of services; a social security department, a human resources department, an administration department, the fiscal authorities, an on line business application sales department, and the list goes on and on. For some inexplicable reason things are stalling or are under a spell of seriously slow progress. Emails needed to be repeated day after day. And then I spend at least an hour on the phone to resolve issues unsolved by emails. Each one of these calls is enough to ruin my day. I persist with patience. I continue untamed by the power of events. None of these things worth my enthusiasm, my health or my good spirit, I consult myself. I…