Meeting The Moment

It has been an incredibly full life this past week. Trip plans, t-shirts, details, details, details. In the midst of it all my dear friend Bill continues his process of dying. Gathered around him the other day he encouraged us to "See all that is there, and explore all of it." In every moment, every interaction there is infinite depth and breadth to witness. If our consciousness is fixated on the surface of things, we miss the fabric of our experience which weaves us together. Look a little deeper, and turn your awareness away from what your mind tells you is happening, and a whole new world filled with love rises up to meet you in the moment.

While the foundation for a wonderful adventure has been laid, the coming days of travel and chanting hold infinite possibilities for me and my fellow travelers. Everything that has come to pass in our lives takes us perfectly to this moment, and then this moment, and then this moment. Everything new and reborn with but a breath. My intention is to "see all that is there, and explore all of it." To meet my moments with only my breath, not clinging to the past or anticipating the future. Held within my heart are the dear Ones who have walked with me to this point, and all those whose faces are yet to be reflections, my connection to all of them is enough.

Tomorrow Seattle!

From Quake Victims, 'That's Haiti' Is a Stirring Refrain - AOL News

Today, this story feels like the right share. Thanks to my friends at HORP for gifting me with it. Even if we have found a way to move on with our lives, to protect ourselves from the pain that is being experienced in the world, it still exists. We are a part of All Of It, and we are playing out our role in It. If you hear a call within to play a larger role, begin the journey to living your Truth. Now is the time........

From Quake Victims, 'That's Haiti' Is a Stirring Refrain - AOL News

Water & Sunshine

Many years ago my dear friend Bill was introduced to the music of Peter Makena. The sound, silence and depth of Peter's music ignited a fire of deep recognition within him, and together with Peter's wife Aneeta the three of them began facilitating weekend retreats together here in Arizona for Bill's Living Love group. This past weekend we came together again, to celebrate, and witness the transformation of so many who have been touched by Bill's work, and Peter's music. It was Beautiful! I don't know all the details of Peter and Aneeta's past, but to be Present with them is magical.

This morning I am surrounded by the newly planted garden in our courtyard. Nature is offering it's answers to my questions about this journey. The vast array of greenery and flowering plants makes me aware that each seed planted takes it's own time to germinate. It is important to allow each it's own time to grow deep roots before it begins it's ascent to the sky. This past couple of months has been about planting seeds, time now for water and sunshine, attentive love and care.

Today, water and sunshine come in the form of Peter's music and deep surrender to that which is ever Present. Aneeta blessed me with her words of wisdom this weekend..... "You don't have to do anything, Mika you just float, just float."

May we all meet each moment, with clarity and commitment. May we float through our experiences with absolute allowance of what is.

For a taste of Peter's music see http://www.makenasinging.com

Full of gratitude and wonder, m

Gratitude....

Reaching out today from a space of deep gratitude. The connections that are being made and the shared vision of a better tomorrow for this world are wondrous and delightful, reminding me that we are all more supported and loved than we could ever even know.

The website is up and completely functional, ready for t-shirt orders. New friendships are blossoming, and I find myself surrendering to each moment. Trusting the flow, the intuitions, and the not so subtle messages that remind me..... the most beautiful creations happen not because of us, but through us. Jai Gurudev...

Thanks for stopping by, for holding the vision and sharing this journey.

Nothing but Love,

m

Like a wind against my back......

I read an article about a young girl of 14 in Haiti a few weeks ago. When the earthquake hit, she rushed to the downtown area where her mother worked. She actually found her mother's body amidst the rubble. In the days that followed she found herself living with other refugees, and everyone told her to simply not think of her mom. She replied "I can't stop thinking of her, I still feel her... like a wind against my back."

My mother died in October of last year. She was diagnosed with ovarian cancer the year before, and because of complications from surgeries her quality of life was painful and difficult. I quit my job of 13 years to be with her. I spent endless hours at her hospital bedside, and cared for her in our home with the support of loving friends and family. Each day having her with me to watch my children grow, to share the details of my life was a blessing. And in hindsight, I am grateful to be able to say we did all we could to support her in healing.

My mom was an artist. Her painting above came through her after my stepson suffered a massive brain injury and became a total care patient. It hung above his bed, watching over him until he was released from a body that could no longer serve him. Her talents with a canvas and brush were not passed to me. I got her heart and love of life.

Like a wind against my back she pushes me on, to live the life I dream of. She whispers in my ear, don't look back.... How I pray for my little sister in Haiti, that she find her place in this world. That she continues to feel her mother's presence, and feels the blessings bestowed from somewhere beyond. I hope she is comfortable, safe and resting well.... and that she can feel my love.

Let It Shine

Every Monday evening 35 - 40 beings descend on my home. We gather in hope, in truth, and in love to explore our humanness and our divinity. Our beloved facilitator is an 82 year old man, going through the process of cancer. A life long therapist, Bill lives out his dream of awakening others as he inches closer to his death.

Last night someone handed me a book called Anam Cara by John O’Donohue. Anam is translated as soul, and cara means friend. “The anam cara was a person to whom you could reveal the hidden intimacies of your life....When you had an anam cara, your friendship cut across convention and category.” And so it was that a 30 year old woman, mother, and seeker became the best of friends with a sweet, gentle, delightful old man. Unexpected is our connection, but as we explore our inner and outer worlds together we deepen in our understanding and embodiment of living Love in this world. My anam cara will leave his body soon and return to the Mystery that calls us all home. And while I know that there will be new relationships to experience, beauties to witness none will ever be just like this One.

Bill loves music. From old tunes that I have never heard, to music of devotion we have joined our voices hundreds of times. We always begin group with music that takes us inward, and throughout the night he interweaves music to bring closure to our work. Last night he played a song by Jana Stanfield, Let the Change Begin. We dance and move, and I witness his Joy. Bill lives his truth in form, through words, movement, and Presence.

So I have been blessed to see a Being alive with Love. Bill is a Truth Teller, he sees beyond our distortions and behavior, to the Truth of our Being, and he reminds us. To honor him and what he has brought to my life, I have only one choice. To rise up and give voice to that which longs for expression through me. We all have gifts to give. And as Bill says, this is the place, now is the time....let it shine, let it shine, let it shine!