My Day
I don’t often share what it is like for me to wake up in the morning and start my day. I have been writing a short story about a man I remember from another life the last few days. Somehow writing this story has awakened parts of me that I keep tucked away so that I can been there for the people I work with and for my children. What you don’t know about me is for a long time, I lived in a different reality, only visiting here. I was never really here. Then when I was 54, I came in, so to speak. Up until then, everything around me was like a movie set that I visited and played the parts, but never experienced. Since I was 54, that day I came in, I have loved being normal. I have loved decorating my home and creating a wonderland in my yard, going to movies, having friends, and spending time with my adult children.
The mornings, however, are different. I get up at four in the morning a lot of mornings and my reality is not about my human world. I get to be in the silence where there is no human mind to take up territory in my consciousness.
I start at the top of my yard and sit on my moon bench gazing into the massively powerful obsidian ball in front of me. There are no words for what happens there. It is like meditation that connects me into realms of consciousness that my nature and my being are part of. The 350-pound obsidian ball is surrounded by selenite rods making it look like a black sun. Obsidian can reset everything. In my alchemical mind, obsidian is made of oblivion so whatever has become attached to a form that is not part of that form’s necessity, I can drip the form into the obsidian and what no longer serves that form obliterates and come back only with what is now needed. The selenite rods are rods of light so when a form, sometimes a human being, sometimes a condition, sometimes an event, sometimes me comes back from oblivion, the light structure is restored. The light structure is what I call in my work the spirit that lives in the flesh. That light structure is the interface between matter and energy, the eternal and the temporal, the physical and non-physical. It is where I am most comfortable and have been fortunate to be able to have people who want to work with me there.
After I have loved the obsidian and its relationship to the earth, I sit with my three dragons and visit the dragon kingdom which I have a direct relationship with. My imagination? I leave that to you to decide. That kingdom has been very active lately.
After my union with the greater kingdom of which I am a part that represents itself in part in my ball and my dragons, I turn to the cosmos. I move down to my rabbit bench in from of my growing walking stick bushes. I water in the dark as I sit and watch the moon and the stars. I love doing this so much. I feel like the earth and I are greeting the cosmos and the watering is letting the heavens know I am doing my part.
When the dawn begins to tease the day awake and the stars fade, I go to my interestingly shaped wicker lounge chair which is rounded and lets me sit cross-legged while I write. It is usually sunlight by now in the summer but not yet hot. Now that it is September it is still in only the hint of dawn at 6am. I usually have written my Creation Exercise by now, but today I wrote about my day. Why? Don’t know. Thought I would share.
I will start my Creation Exercise but once 6:30 comes the day is upon my and the demands are many. I must get Lily out to walk right around 6:30am so I can go feed the deer who wait patiently for me to bring them their food at the break of day. Lily and I take a short or long walk depending on the shape of the day. I am talking to Elektra at 7am so it is a short walk today. When we come back, I must immediately feed the squirrels or by 9am when I leave for Tai Chi I will have had to deal with a squirrel chatter frenzy until I feed them.
Loved being with you sharing my day this morning. Hope you have the chance to start your version of your day with your version of your union with life. If not, I highly recommend it. Namaste!
