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January 06, 2005
From tired to fired (up)
First up, there's a severe weather warning for my area beginning Friday morning and continuing until Noon on Sunday. Snow could go as low as 1,000 ft, with 6 to 12 inches expected at elevations above 1,500. Heartwood's Lodge is at 1,800.
I have no doubt we'll lose power at some point. So, maybe no updates... especially if we lose phone service.
I barely got out of bed today, except I knew I'd be receiving a session. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Today one of the chants we did included some "Allah Hoo"-ing (I love Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan's Allah Hoo song), and afterward Nishkama talked about how powerful she thinks it is for Americans to gain connection to that name of God, for peace and such.
As I was sitting there listening, I recalled a quote from the Green Hope Farm newsletter, "The intention of any human drama is to move us towards a clearer view of truth." and waves of emotion went through me, over the backlash against Islam in general, and what the U.S. government is doing in particular.
My intentions for the session included to burn through my stuckness, to be in my own power, and to have an abundance of energy... pretty good for a Fire (Rajasic) session, although after hearing more in class about some of the other session types, a different one might be more appropriate.
I moved a lot of energy during the session... I think Shannon and I worked well together. Two things stuck out most:
One, my grandfather showed up in my head while one of my thighs was being worked. I felt like he was standing to one side of the table, watching, connecting. And all I could think at first was, "How dare you die." As I let go of that, I had a feeling of grandfathers of grandfathers of grandfathers, back through generations.
Two, I remembered that a big part of me doesn't want my power, and I was able to connect that the part of me that's like a little boy that doesn't want to grow up is an aspect of that.
My body was buzzing by the time it was over. So much had come up, from sadness and grief, to anger, to joy and laughter. Talk about stirring things up.
Afterward we did heart circle, but I wasn't ready to verbalize about the experience. Next week.
I dragged into class feeling like hell, and I left feeling fantastic. After lunch, Steve and Kala and I hiked through the woods, saw Jamison's kittens, walked past many little waterfalls in a creek, and finally up to a 360 degree vantage point, which was awesome. I hadn't been there yet.
When I got home, I finished my filing and got to work on my new sign up sheet for a bit before dinner.
After dinner was Nishkama's first Tarot Class. We covered the first seven cards of the Major Arcana and some basics about Pentacles. Over the course of the next three weeks we'll cover the remaining cards. Her primary interest, though, is with things we can't get out of a book, namely her own experiences over the years and working as a group on card interpretation and such.
That, working with others, is really the most helpful I think.
After dinner, I finally finished my poster. I was trying to do some calligraphy (in a sense), rendering the word Polarity by hand with brush & ink, but eventually had to give up. :-( In the end, I located the perfect font with, of all things, the pendulum.
Posted by Josh A. at January 6, 2005 10:41 PM