Archive for March 16th, 2020

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Mar
20

3.16.20 … “There is opportunity here, if we claim it. This is a sacred time. … With these questions resounding, let us s l o w d o w n and listen. For echo back from the unseen, for whisperings from the depths of our souls and from the heart of the mystery that–no less so in times of crisis–embraces us all.”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Lenten Labyrinth Walks (21/40),

Riverwalk Arts District-Asheville NC, kith kin:

Last time I walked here, I swear I got chigger bites. But they have bushwhacked and cleared the whole space, including the labyrinth. Hopefully no chiggers this time… I am not sure what’s going on, but happy to have this labyrinth right near the river available again.

I love the public art … today the silo that says, “Smile Now, Cry Later” makes me smile. I’m not sure why the cotton mill building says “Que Linda?” on it. But I generally love the art down here. It’s just worth a smile for this little bit of whimsy.

It was about 45°, very damp, overcast, and felt much colder.

I love the River Arts District because it has repurposed former factory and warehouse district and is totally eclectic.

And once again RA indulged me. Everyone needs a friend who will indulge them.

This moved me today…

“There is the hope that breakdown will become, or coexist with, breakthrough. There is the hope that what is dying is the caterpillar of immature humanity in order that the metamorphosis yields a stunning emergence. That whatever survives this collective initiation process will be truer, more heart-connected, resilient and generative.

We are entering the chrysalis. There’s no instruction manual for what happens next. But we can learn some things from observing nature (thank you Megan Toben for some of this biological info). For one thing, the chrysalis stage is preceded by a feeding frenzy in which the caterpillar massively overconsumes (sound familiar? We’ve been there for decades). Then its tissues melt into a virtually undifferentiated goo. What remain separate are so-called imaginal cells, which link together and become the template from which the goo reorganizes itself into a butterfly. Does the caterpillar overconsume strategically, or out of blind instinct? Does it know what’s coming and trust in the process, or does it feel like it’s dying? We don’t know. It’s natural to resist radical, painful change. But ultimately there’s little choice but to surrender to it. We can practice welcoming the circumstances that force us away from dysfunctional old patterns, be they economic or personal. We have that opportunity now.

Imagine what happens when an entire society finds itself in the midst of a critical initiation. Except you don’t have to imagine: it’s already happening, or starting to. It looks like chaos, a meltdown. We’re in a moment of collective, global-level crisis and uncertainty that has little precedent in living memory. The economic machine–the source of our financial needs and also a system that profits from disease, divorce, crime and tragedy–is faced with a dramatic slow-down. We are all facing the cessation of non-essential activities. There is opportunity here, if we claim it.

This is a sacred time.

With these questions resounding, let us s l o w d o w n and listen. For echo back from the unseen, for whisperings from the depths of our souls and from the heart of the mystery that–no less so in times of crisis–embraces us all.

Source: What if the Virus is the Medicine? | Heartward Sanctuary

https://www.heartwardsanctuary.org/post/what-if-the-virus-is-the-medicine

This is sacred time.

3.16.20

Today’s list: Rita Wilson’s Quarantunes …

Eric Carmen’s “All by Myself,”

Queen’s “I Want to Break Free”

Billy Idol’s “Dancing with Myself”

See the full list by following the link!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6vujSBdZOmLlDZc627sW1A?si=gJIWuZyURRqj2hsAUFRGcA




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