Thursday, December 31, 2009

An 8 year olds Mantra


My daughter was given this verse from her school to help with her lifes journey.

I read it this morning and I thought:

"Oh, this could help me on mine."








Rich treasures planted long ago

Within my soul, so dark and deep,

Are wakened from a dreamy sleep.

They stream into the world; they grow.

They bear star-substances of greatest worth,

Through loving deeds of mine, uniting heaven and earth.



It reminds me of ancestral medicine, of my peoples long passed on still supporting me.
That the information is seeded deep within my being, it lies within and if I want dig up those seeds of lost secrets I can. Finally that what I do every day is keeping me connected to be able to "Walk Between Worlds," my medicine, my life, my journey.(c)

Are you looking for a “Soul Mate?”

Oh, ah, eeeeee! So you are looking the “Soul Mate”, hunting for the one, the only.
Who started the notion that all humanity has “One” single love for there whole life. One, just one! Your twin soul, your partner for life your completion, your other half your…..wow!
Wikipedia defines Soul Mate as: somebody with whom one has a feeling of deep and natural affinity, love, intimacy, sexuality, spirituality, and/or compatibility. A related concept is that of the twin flame or twin soul – which is thought to be the ultimate soulmate, the one and only other half of one's soul, for which all souls are driven to find and join. However, not everyone who uses these terms intends them to carry such mystical connotations.
One theory of soulmates, presented by Aristophanes in Plato's Symposium, is that humans originally consisted of four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces, but Zeus feared their power and split them all in half, condemning them to spend their lives searching for the other half to complete them:
[Primeval man] could walk upright as men now do, backwards or forwards as he pleased, and he could also roll over and over at a great pace, turning on his four hands and four feet, eight in all, like tumblers going over and over with their legs in the air; this was when he wanted to run fast …Terrible was their might and strength, and the thoughts of their hearts were great, and they made an attack upon the gods ... Doubt reigned in the celestial councils. Should they kill them and annihilate the race with thunderbolts, as they had done the giants, then there would be an end of the sacrifices and worship which men offered to them; but, on the other hand, the gods could not suffer their insolence to be unrestrained. At last, after a good deal of reflection, Zeus discovered a way. He said: 'Methinks I have a plan which will humble their pride and improve their manners; men shall continue to exist, but I will cut them in two and then they will be diminished in strength and increased in numbers; this will have the advantage of making them more profitable to us. They shall walk upright on two legs, and if they continue insolent and will not be quiet, I will split them again and they shall hop about on a single leg.'
Some people believe that souls are literally made and/or fated to be the mates of each other, or to play certain other important roles in each other's lives.
According to theories popularized by Theosophy and in a modified form by Edgar Cayce, God created androgynous souls, equally male and female. Later theories postulate that the souls split into separate genders, perhaps because they incurred karma while playing around on the Earth, or "separation from God". Over a number of reincarnations, each half seeks the other. When all karmic debt is purged, the two will fuse back together and return to the ultimate.
Waahhhhhhh “what the F#!k?” Doesn’t this sound crazy to you?! It does to me. In fact it sounds extremely lonely unless you’re lucky. Or delusional. Could it have started along time ago, subliminally and then later perpetuated by broken child adults? Who then grew up and became “enlightened” (but still broken) continued this cycle of love madness.
Even our fair tales that we grew up with may have been a contributed factor to this craziness.
John Bradshaw suggests: “Little girls are taught fairy talks that are filled with magic. Cinderella is taught to wait in the kitchen for a guy with the right shoe! Snow White is given the message that if she waits long enough, her prince will come. On a literal level, that story tells women that their destiny depends on waiting for a necrophilia (someone who likes to kiss dead people) to stumble through the woods at the right time. Not a pretty picture.
Boys too are taught magical expectations by fairy tales. Many stories contain the message that there is one right woman, whom they must travel far, traversing dark woods and conquering dangerous and frightening dragons. Finally, he will know, without a doubt, when he finds her. (this is why many men are so anxious standing at the altar.)
Often the male’s detiny is shaped by arcane things like magical beans or miraculous swords. He may even have to hand around with a frog. If he can muster the courage to kiss it, the frog may turn into a princess. (Women have their own version of the frog story).
For women, the magic consists of waiting for the right man; for men, it is the searching endlessly for the right women.
I’m a strong believer in love and soul mates, but really just “ONE,” for the whole of your life, forever and forever? Hmm ahhhhh…..no. That’s like creating a destiny of “Needle in the Hay Stack” misery.
I knew this couple who met and fell in love and found that they’d grown up together but didn’t realize it. Just one block away from each other as kids and went to school together, in the same class. And they both told me that they’d had found there soul mate. They moved in right away and then the synchronistic events that followed to prove that they yes in deed where “Soul Mates” came pouring in. They found 15 different separate events that all pointed to them being “Soul Mates,” each one of them more unbelievable than the first. Then 15 months down the road they crashed and burned.
I too fell to the “Soul Mate” leg hold trap. When I was doing my very first spirit “bird”dance at the local “Pow Wow”. A friend of mine took pictures (I have no other pictures accept for these ) of me dancing. Well 3 years later I was dating this lady and we had an incredible intense spiritual connection. I had framed one of the pictures and she looked at the picture and announce that she was in the picture and her two children where just within my wing span. At that very moment I was absolutely(beyond any shadow of a doubt) convinced that I had met my one and only “Soul Mate.”
We crashed and burned 6 months later. Hahahaha! I mean what are the odds of her and her two kids being in that a photo. There where thousands of people that day at that pow wow in a city of 1 ½ million people.
Maybe just maybe we don't have just "One Soul Mate” but many many and not all of them have to be life partners. Maybe just maybe we could have “Soul Mates” who are sisters and brothers or cousin or friends or mentors. Maybe we could just recognize the intense spiritual connection and not feel like we have to give up family and friends and go off into the land of broken child delusional romanticness and sleep with every "Soul Mate" we meet.
For what it is worth as soon as I let go of finding my “Soul Mate”, I found a wonderfully healthy partner.
Is she my “Soul Mate?” Yes and so is my friend that runs the daycare, my cousin, my buddy who's First Nations, my sculpture friend, the Netherlander folks that visit from our workshops, and my mom and, and so it goes. My tribe, my soul, my people. I = we.(c)