I Awaken my Light…
How much of my life is in alignment with this intention?
Last night I went to bed late having actually done some work on a project that is mine. I didn’t feel tired, I guess that’s the energy of doing something fresh again, like I was energised by returning, at last, to a project that I want to finish, even if I struggle to at
times. This is interesting to me, the way in which awakening my light is about honoring the things that are close to my heart, that feed the inner fire. And feeding that fire means having more energy, rather than less. This seems to be the way to see if what’s happening is right; to check in with that energy. So there are different kinds of tired. The tired that comes from ‘job well done’, the tired that feels like pushing through treacle because there is so much resistance to doing the task. I’m caught up in thinking about work now. It’s like at long last I have permission to pursue it. Here’s another interesting thing. In order to finish the thesis, I have to totally let go of making it polished and spectacular. There’s not enough time, and the project is too convoluted and complex anyway. My skills are not there yet. This means that sometimes I don’t want to bother finishing. But here’s the rub, and where I know when I am in alignment with my intention. Because dropping the standard, and doggedly sticking to it in order to finish, and finishing itself being the end goal, means that I am released from the other baggage and find that the energy returns. The fire ignites.
Going to sleep last night after doing a good few hours on this, I had a dream about my mother and father. My father was collecting all kinds of stuff as he does, and it was all covered in mould, damp. It needed to be thrown away. He hates throwing stuff away. I remember when we left South Africa to come to the UK 19 years ago, how he threw tantrums when my mother took control and emptied the house of all the rubbish and stuff that had accumulated over the years. In my dream last night she, my mum, assumed this uncharacteristically assertive role again. She had a new boyfriend, and was keeping this new information to herself. It was like she had distanced herself from us, her children, and was now living her own life. From what she did say, I guessed that the new boyfriend was Greek, from Tottenham, and a Spurs supporter. A proper immigrant London son and geezer. Not her usual arty, flaky, volatile type at all. It was cool. I liked this change. Having guessed her new involvement I reconnected with her on an equal level. She admitted to me that she had never wanted children, and that she was aware of how this not actually wanting the children she had would’ve affected our experience growing up. This was even more so for my younger sister than me as she had been the second child, and her birth had been located in the really difficult part of our mother’s relationship with our dad. Like I was the romantic baby, my sister was the no-turning-back baby.
Later on my dad let me and my sister throw the mouldy stuff away. It felt good. Both to thrown the stuff away, and have his permission to do it.
In the waking world, my circle partner and I shared our free writes in our weekly space about how in alignment we felt with our intentions. Mine was the piece of writing shown above. Discussing our observations from the preceding week, we had a conversation about the unexpected twists in living an intention. I’ve transcribed it (we held our circle in a chat room due to work commitments… holding our space indeed!) as an experiment in communicating the process of working our way through the Wheel:
Maia – Awakening our light is sometimes not what we expect
Dom – yes, that sounds right
Maia – Not necessarily all romantic and free
facing what we don’t want to
it’s etched with pain and struggle too….
Dom – And awakening our desire within that….
Maia – And pulling ourself out of i
it has tension at the edges
that we see and choose not to submerge in
it can be tired
Dom – Honouring the intention to awaken desire in ALL of life…
Maia – It has a history of heartache
promises not kept
the birthing process is painful sometimes
and we to mourn
for losing innocence to find it again..it’s the tunnel we have to go through
Dom – Bumpy journey through the birth canal…
Maia – yep
and accepting that
Dom – and that’s where your intention has so much resonance for me… because it holds this thread of accepting all of life… not resisting or trying to push away the bumps….
Maia – well it’s only possible if I do
which maybe I didn’t realise
I thought this stuff was partly a get out of jail free card
you know a clean slate where its all different
Dom – Ha ! Tell me about it!
Maia – but its a bit of both or something
Dom – yes… that’s the thing…. its a bit of both….
Maia – it does say you don’t have to feel what you been feeling that’s not yours
but it’s not easy
Dom – exactly… and so the processes in the west of naming and holding and releasing are such an important part of clearing the space, so you can’t just push it away and avoid. We work with the pain, hold it, and release.
Maia – What feels hard is that I have to do it myself – the thing that’s it’s actually my choice, i create it, am responsible
Dom – Sounds so simple as I write…. I think about the power of resistance that slows me down
Maia– we get help but we have to be willing to take that responsibility
that leap of faith that belief
no one will do it for me
Dom – When we hold that… the realisation of taking responsibility… how much are we able to drop then? And how liberating is that? Like… for example, you dropping the idea of doing the PhD… I have to talk to my boss today about doing less hours in the office over the next few weeks…. it terrifies me… to ask for what I need….
Maia – each of these little things is important and what it’s about
reminds me of a pema chodron quote
where she says we hear a lot about the bliss of enlightenment
but not a lot about how painful/difficult it is to go from being totally wound up to being unstuck
Dom – ha ha… yup.
Maia – or something like that
but joy is important because we have it there everyday
like my therapist said – have fun – without it there’s not lubrication
Dom- Yes! And it’s hard to go down a slide dry…..
Maia – maybe this could be a task for next week……
Dom – fun is so important… its everything… that playful, smiling spirit…
It changes the nature of things… the heaviness…
Maia – everyday before we sleep, write about the things that made us happy that day
from the smallest to biggest moments
Dom – Is this our practice this week?
Maia – and share with each other – just a list if we wish
Dom – great… I love it ! xxx
share all in one next week? Or email each morning?
Maia – hmm maybe email each morning – i like that idea
Dom – me too…. sort of like daily scripting in reverse….
Maia – yep….. too much counting sorrows let’s count some joys
Dom – Joy counting x
Maia – : )
Dom – Mould wiping : )
Maia – Hehe !
Dom – tee hee xxx