primordial marbles

Discovering story within:

There is a whispering deep within my heart and being. It speaks when I listen. It speaks when I ask. It speaks my language – a pattern of my dreams – an unlocking of Source’s guidance.

“What is the context?” I ask my inner voice

“The context is love.”

All matter, all light waves and sound waves were streaming from the channel tuned to Reglow. This story exists beyond linear time. The past and future meet in the present field of energy.

When my experiential construct had dead-ended, the question was why. Why tell a story? To express love? Acceptance? The illusion of reality?. Sitting at a computer in the library, I envisioned myself going to Mercury (known to be the planet of communication) and presenting a bag of marbles. The avatar of Mercury, Hermes accepted my gift and showed me a red book with a glowing title “Phoenix”.

The legend of the Phoenix as I have heard:

A bird becomes enflamed, turns to ashes, and rises from its own ashes.

The Phoenix legend has been represented in a spectrum of places throughout recorded “his-story”. Nigg speaks to the diversity of this legend:

“The bird’s cultural development is thus very problematic. It could not be otherwise for a unique mythical figure whose sex is variously said to be asexual, male, female, and bisexual; whose attested home ranges from Arabia, India, and Ethiopia to an earthly paradise, Eden, Elysium, or Paradise itself; whose recorded life spans include 100, 300, 340, 450, 500, 540, 1000, 1461, and 12,954 years; who dies of old age or by fire; and who is reborn from the ashes, often from a worm nourished by flesh or bone. Such are part of the enigmatic Phoenix’s cultural history beyond the timeline jumble of names and behind the bird’s twenty-first-century presence.” Xvi Nigg

Here, Nigg is alluding to an enigma, not just one account of a story. The quote speaks to how all of these accounts together co-create the enigma.  This speaks to the living story and stories being subjective experiences. An origin of experience came from experience, which came from an experience, which came from an experience, etc. There is currently no recording of the origin of experience except for in living story, which is subjective to experience.

Giving meaning to my story of the Phoenix:

The mystical function of the burning self is the epitome of transformation. When everything crumbles, it is dark. Nothing means anything. Everything means nothing. This is the moment right before birthing into infinite wonder. The Phoenix rises above the crises, destruction, shame, oppression, broken dreams and expectations. The life once stagnated is turned into nutrients for the soil. When rising above the loss, new horizons appear. The creation from this place is unwavering love.

A poem from my experience:

Phoenix

Internal flame burning

Singing of renewal

Listening to forgive

Memories echo breath into the flame

Reflecting oceans in parallel horizons

Through tuning combustion dissolves

Perspective takes flight

Perspiration drips

Naturally revealing distortion

Telling the language of multi - ages

The phoenix to me represents the choice of self-renewal. The story reveals an avenue beyond fear and blame. When my heart hurts and I begin to spiral into the suffering of holding onto oppression and victimization, I can open the door into wonder. Inside this wonder, I open the door into deeper wonder, deeper and deeper I go into the mystery. Here the dance and balance continue to synthesize.

In my search for meaning I am discovering that it is up to me to create my own meaning of life experience. Even words can be meaningless unless we feel their potency. The Phoenix is a story of balancing physical and conceptual matters above and below and restoring equilibrium – an aspect to the collective consciousness – an aspect of resiliency.

References:

Nigg, Joseph. The Phoenix. The University of Chicago Press, 2016.

expanding in communication

I am expressing my understanding of what is true for me at this moment. I welcome dissonance is an opportunity to expand awareness.

We are our living stories. Our bodies carry the stories of our ancestors. Whether verbalized, articulated or not, we embody them. When we learn to accept them is where the transformation begins and where we may heal our pain. It is not the stories that change, but our perspective of them. How do we see ourselves in our lives? Where do we carry the emotion of hatred and fear of our own stories? Where do we carry the remembrance of love? What story are we acting out at every moment?

“Because a people co evolve with their habitat, because they walk the paths their ancestors walked, myth telling assumes that the stories already exist in nature, waiting to be overheard by humans who will listen for them… Such stories have a semi-wild existence; they are just barely domesticated and so are free to enact the patterns of the natural world… The definition directs us towards an emotional and philosophical language of co-evolution with nature, a language that allows all life, not just human life, to participate in the ecology of the earth.” Kane 33

Since landfill sites are an accumulation of stagnancy in our global ecosystem, I wonder about the garbage. I wonder about the stories that are held in the womb of landfill. I wonder how they will be through the Great Turning in micro and macro ways.

I don’t believe that outdoors are “nature” and indoors are “human made”. For when humans ARE nature, what we make is also nature (even if we name it garbage and neglect it). In my experience mythos and logos are not separated in dual forms and written text is just as much a living co creator of my reality as an object, plant, and animal. 

From The Activists Tao Te Ching by William Martin:

“55. The Nature of Things

Whatever is forced into existence

will soon fade away.

What is allowed to arise

of its own inherent nature

will remain and prosper.

Therefore, when our work arises

from our own true nature,

we are flexible, yet indestructible;

adaptable, yet powerful;

able to work all day, yet not grow fatigued.”

Kane, Sean. Wisdom of the Mythtellers. Ontario, Broadview Press, 1998.

Martin, William. The Activists Tao Te Ching. Novato, New World Library, 2016.