I absolutely love this piece on living with darkness and light. It truly speaks to me as I struggle internally to remain engaged with my daily existence, It is beautifully written and I am excited to share Sreejit’s wisdom forward.
Somewhere along the way, The Seeker’s Dungeon turned into a yes-the-world-is-fucked-up-but-there’s-a-light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel blog. When I started out, I mostly wrote boy-it-sure-is-dark-down-here articles. As the blog grew, I developed a need to be ok with the darkness. I needed a reason for the darkness. It couldn’t just be that it’s damn dark in dungeons. No it had to be – whether through death, or enlightenment – we’re serving our time, and at some point we’ll be released into the light, and the purpose would make itself known.
But, ‘at-some-points’ are like ‘tomorrows.’ Eventually we have to be ok with today. We have to be ok with a journey, just being a journey. We all want to get somewhere. We can fight, and need to fight the injustices in every direction, but for the sake of our heart, we have to accept that darkness is part and parcel of the human experience.
Happy Summer Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere and Happy Winter Solstice in the Southern Hemisphere! I am grateful to have readers all over the globe who grace me with their presence. One of many things I am grateful for.
I plan to use today to impart a radical gratitude practice. I do this now, rather than stew in all my problems or disappointments. In his new book, Everything is Here to Help You, Matt Kahn espouses that every circumstance will help us bring about more love for ourselves and each other. I much rather conclude that Source is conspiring for me, rather than against me.
I can feel the increase of light and warmth and am drinking it in. I live in such a beautiful neighborhood and am so lucky to be surrounded by trees and creatures of all kinds. As dusk approaches, my thoughts begin to settle down and my muscles begin to relax. I smell the sweet scent of lavender tealights and contemplate the day.
So here is a list in no particular order of what I am grateful for now:
The softening sky
Faint bird songs
Imminent fireflies aka lightning bugs
My hot pink kaleidoscope covered Samsung smart phone that allows me to take great pics and send them places ( and doubles as a flashlight.)
A virtual job interview tomorrow ( via Zoom) that excites me about what lies ahead.
Hydrangeas springing up outside my window, the inspiration for beautiful heartfelt emotions and scorpionic transformation and a symbol of this blog.
My new commitment to increasing sun exposure by taking daily morning walks. These walks help me get back in touch with nature and serves as a moving meditation bearing gifts:
Gentle inhalations and exhalations carry me from now to now, and back.
Great friends who love me for me, and write amazing books.
I am at peace. I woke up this way after a long uneventful sleep. Many hours later, this feeling nurtures my soul. I could attribute it to the new moon conjoining my natal moon ( 1 degree away) and Jupiter retrograding tomorrow exactly conjunct my natal sun. But I do not think it has anything to do with it!
Every so often I enter this spaciousness and one of the gifts at my disposal is to carry over my dream life residue into my waking life. This is not easy to describe, but if you are a “dreamer”, you will understand.
I attribute this blessing as a grace that may have arrived because I allowed myself to feel my pain and grief. I have been pummeled by the sudden deaths of Anthony Bourdain and a former patient. I see these losses as unnecessary and tragic. But guess what, we do not get to judge.
I have found myself reciting the Serenity Prayer often these past few days:
The Serenity Prayer
God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.
I am also moved to include a quote that I find helpful in time of tragedy:
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
Sometimes we become immersed in an experience the dwells outside of time, space, astrology and it is seemingly paradoxical. A few days before the pummeling began I saw a job advertisement to run programming for a Grief program. While it seemed in some ways like an unlikely fit, my guidance nudged me with a quiet whisper. Only a couple of days after I emailed the organization, I was contacted for a phone interview. I was quite surprised since I did not seem a logical choice. The interview took place less than a day after I learned of my former patient’s death. I carried on with the interview anyway and allowed myself to just go with the flow. I was given feedback that I would bring a lot to the position. While I do not know where this will take me, I follow my nudges more and more each day. I am living proof of someone who can hold sadness in one hand and hope in the other. I threw out my back on Monday, yet I feel less restriction today.
What I want to convey to you dear readers, is that paradox is not an anomaly and that we can all heal and recover. It does not mean that I have finished grieving. It does mean that if you can read my words, you are still most likely alive! I do not know about anyone else, but I plan to live my life with passion and exuberance. This is not about spiritual bypass, but about gratitude for having the gift of spiritual embodiment into form. While chaos swirls around and life is anything but smooth or certain, peace does prevail and vulnerability is a strength.
Blessings to you on this New Gemini Moon!
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This is a guest post I wrote for amberskyeforbes.wordpress.com back in 2013. While reviewing my draft folder I discovered it and concluded the message is timely. Resilience is one of my favorite topics and is front and center in my consciousness today. I hope it resonates for you also.
Thank you Amber for having me as a guest blogger today. I want to share some thoughts I have about human resilience in the face of loss. Life is a series of continuous losses. After you take your first breath, you find your way on the path towards your final one. Our cells constantly regenerate. In fact, it is known that our bodies completely change every seven years. Typically people equate death with loss and sometimes use those terms interchangeably. Yet, loss is pervasive and incredibly universal. Here are some common losses to consider: loss of health, loss of youth, loss…
This quote is the first line from the food show that started it all, A Cook’s Tour with Anthony Bourdain. There are some people you like right away and Anthony is one of those in my world. I considered his influence on me immediately last Saturday when I had an incredibly blessed and lucky day that involved food, film, and fancy.
Tony is not only a gifted television personality on multiple networks, but a supremely talented writer, chef, foodie, philosopher and adventurer. Here is an excerpt from his book A Cook’s Tour, from which the television show was based:
I wanted magic. When is food magic? What are the common denominators? Certainly. when food is the result of a brilliant and obsessive personal vision, it can take on mystical, magical aspects. At their best, chefs like to consider themselves alchemists, and some of them, particularly…
Just fell in love with Sue’s poem and want you all to feel the profound power of this piece. I felt such a shift just reading the words. I bet you will too. Have you reached the portal? Let me know in the comments section.
As I continue to struggle to process a myriad of emotions within me during a difficult challenge, I yearn to express myself in words. I have done some journaling and have found it cathartic. I also meditated today with the new Oprah/Deepak Chopra series entitled Hope in Uncertain Times. As we integrate this powerful full moon and begin yet another Mercury retrograde cycle, self-care is more essential than ever. While this is a good start, I am too overwhelmed to create a coherent blog today.
But that does not mean I cannot share some art therapy that is guaranteed to lift spirits and lighten one’s burdens. My inspiration today came via a painting that appeared in my Facebook news feed. I invite you to take in the magic of Odilon Redon. I have featured his work here a few times before and the more I discover, the more joy inhabits my being. Let’s honor Libra’s ruler Venus with boundless beauty.
Happy 4th birthday litebeing chronicles! Hundreds of posts, over 750 followers and counting and a glorious community that has been my lifeline, all began with the desire to speak my truth and a courageous intention to let everything fall into place as it may. And here we are!
I already published my new year’s blog, so today’s entry will be brief. I reviewed my very first post and realize that my goals are the same. My initial intention was – and still is, to share the “little things” that are not really little after-all, and let them speak, to give them a voice.
Here’s an example from yesterday :
I am facilitating a new group for younger, more recently diagnosed clients and it is just the three of us. I asked the others to share happy memories and some of their talents and gifts. The participants are hesitant to share as this is a new project and trust has to be developed. It turns out that one person was a comedy writer and the other a poet; one dreamed of being an actor and the other dreamed of being an actress. The three of us are writers in various stages of creative process across our lifespans. One participant spoke of a mini breakthrough that occurred recently. He described it as ” a glimmer of light”. I grinned to myself . We have something here.
A glimmer of lite. That’s all that is required to awaken. A flash of insight, a familiar melody, an unexpected encounter, a telling dream… This is why I write and why I continue to share, regardless of obstacles that continue to cross my path. That glimmer is sacred. It welcomes each and every one of us back to consciousness, to helps us find our way back home.
Thank you to readers both old and new. Please say hello and let me know you are here! It is wonderful to notice such an increase in new readers. Yet so few take the time to like or comment. I know our lives are busy, but if my words move you in any way, please let me know.
Here I have copied my very first blog, written on 1-11-13 for all of you to read. For many this will be an initial glimpse of my ” mission statement”. Since this is the fourth year and 4 signifies a foundation, I believe this article provides the grounding that led me to this point.
Thanks again for all the love and support along the way.
Fourever yours, litebeing
Hello world and welcome to my first blog. I have decided that since we survived the Mayan Apocalypse that I would chronicle my Divine encounters for 2013. The purpose of this project is to chronicle my ordinary experiences that are colored with that ” something extra”, the inexplicable sparkle that hints of the Source.
I recently have begun to link my identity with litebeing because it accurately describes my current state of being. I have been on a spiritual quest most of my adult life and thought I had this journey thing nearly figured out. I have had some mind-blowing experiences with groups and individually, have been able to really tap into my intuition, and have been able to use these gifts in serving others as a therapist, social worker, and astrologer. Yet, I have recently become more awakened and as a result of this process discovered that I have only begun to glimpse the true nature of life on this planet. So I downgraded myself from a lightbeing to alitebeing.
I intend to blog weekly about my adventures living as a spiritual being having a human experience. However, the frequency will depend on how much there is to share. My goal is to share my stories so others will be able to take a closer look into their own ordinary encounters in a more conscious way. I plan to do so with humor, candor, and authenticity. Above all, I aim to inspire.
Come along with me on this journey , share comments, and let me know how its going for you.
I am reblogging this gem from last year’s Winter Solstice. It is full of hope and magic, which is so truly needed. I became ill last night so I will be celebrating at home. Once again, the Universe discovered I was moving too fast so she found a way to get my attention : sharp stabbing pains in my gut. Is this merely a sign that I am forced to heed, armed with colored pencils, candles, great books, and chicken broth? Or am I an empath deeply impacted by all the violence and division of the planet? Or do both apply? Does it even matter? What does matter is that more and more souls are waking up and taking action to help us heal and rebuild.
Let’s make Earth healthy again. ❤ to all and Happy Solstice to our global family. ( Winter in the North, Summer in the South)
I once associated collisions with car accidents, but no more. Collisions are the cosmic meetings shrouded in mystery and orchestrated by Divine appointment. This blog is loaded with everyday tales of extraordinary magic. The more I share, the better I feel inside. Storytelling is my gift to the world.
This time of year is considered to be a time of frequent miracles. But if you frequent mainstream media lately, you will find assorted horrors and hate- based dreck. Way too many stories are told not to inspire, but to agitate or incite fear. I have had enough, how about you? But there is hope. I promise you, there is hope. I invite you to watch CBS evening news, especially the last five minutes of each broadcast. If you have more time, explore the magical CBS Sunday Morning show, where they bring extraordinary stories that are unlikely to be found in memes or…