16 Mai 2018
Yesterday was intense...
We all felt it, the following one after the terrible and horrible senseless attack on innocents and non violent palestinians protesting for their rights...
Where does that make me stand as an American ?? Where does that make me stand as an arab, a moroccan, a muslim, a human being on this planet? One day before the start of our very sacred month, a month of peace , a month when before we embark on this purification process we ask for forgiveness, we go meet our "enemies" or people we fought with, or dont talk to and ask for forgiveness for our fasting woudn't be "accepted" if we start this month not at peace with the world...
So I am starting this sacred month with sadness, anger, confusion , grief, for the state of our world. A world where lives have so little meaning so little worth, where instead money and power have become our idols...For those idols we are ready to kill, steal, cheat, enslave, rape, mistreat, humiliate, ignore, take over, bully all those who have less than us
Don Miguel Ruiz said in his book The Mastery of Love, we have poison within us and we wont rest until we pour it into those who are less powerful than us, those under our authority, power, be it our children, spouses , people we employe, people we rule, people we colonize and take hostage of .
The day of this massacre, we had a beautiful class session with Rabbi Nahum, an amazingly profound humanist, peace activist through his own work which is educating for peace. Using the wisdom path of the true mystics, the true prophets who came to liberate us from tyranny and domination.
It was a meeting of people from different religions and background, all deeply concerned with all the injustice in the world and in our own backward
I am deeply humbled by the power of their actions behind the scenes and in the streets, by their courage and their strength as a community working towards one and the same goal
Yesterday we had a terrible storm, in less than 15mn the weather changed from a sunny beautiful 90degree summer day to a dark black cloudy, windy, stormy and hail pouring thunderstorm and lightnings, bringing night within the day
It was just as how my heart felt with the ongoing politics of the world. As I was enjoying a beautiful art session in the park with my beautiful art companion, full of joy and hope and excitement of what we were discovering as we were painting , from each other's path and from our own art project, night and darkness fell.
My world is joy and curiosity, faith and hope, optimism and belief in the goodness in us human being. Then the world outside these spheres is another color, texture, it has a terrible taste, a taste of death, of violence, of deep dark shadows of past poison repeating itself...
So where did I stand , as after the first session I went onto the second one with ABB art therapy, back to back, from sunny outside observation to inside collaging and inner reflexion on shadows and light?
Light outside, night inside, Yang and Yin energy, receiving the sun warmth before going to our inner earth darkest corner and healing what needs to be healed
So I've also worked on my feminine and masculine, as the world seems to be still under the negative part of the masculine, used to submit rather than to liberate. I use my positive masculine to free my positive feminine, I use my feminine to nurture my masculine and create a soft loving space for it to be also vulnerable, to be released from the violent legacy of his ancestors or contemporary male counterparts. I hold a space for him to re-connect with his inner dreamer, child, and the wise elder in him. This session moved me to reflect and to forgive myself and others , Ramadan spirit was right there working through me...
I create a garden even in the midst of chaos and suffering. I need to believe that the world will finally match my inner world . I keep this dream alive and water it everyday like the rose for the little prince. My rose is my dream, as long as I continue to hold it , my life is worth living on this Earth. We are responsible for what we tame, said the little Prince. I am responsible for my dream.
A tree branch fell near our restaurant door and windows, it didn't break anything...But as I was sitting having my iftar I faced it and I felt its pain, felt its trauma. I felt for the branches, the new leaves, all the new life abruptly stopped on the severed branch and in the open wound of its trunk
I sent it a Reiki
I felt part of the world is like this tree, part is standing when another one is falling. Still the same pain as they are connected. The part standing will miss the part fallen. Same for Palestine, same for all the innocent lives who leaves this earth in such traumatic ways, they are part of our One tree, branches of the same Life we share here
For Ramadan which started today here I send all my wishes for peace, forgiveness, healing light and love to the world and beyond
I ask for forgiveness from whomever I have hurt unknowingly or not and I forgive whomever may have hurt me unknowingly or not , for my hurt is my wound, and my wound is my responsibility to heal
May we all be free from suffering
Now it is raining outside all the tears and sorrow of the world. As I welcome joy I must also welcome sadness.
Tonight I will hold the new moon women circle here for the Arvigo Maya Massage Therapy training team. This new moon is in Taurus ( just like in my chart as I was born a night of a moon in Taurus) inviting us to honor and celebrate our sacred body , our sacred temple, our Raham. The womb of the world and heal it. May we all heal the sacred Womb of this Earth , within and out.