Mooji

 

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In February a dear friend pointed me towards the live Satsangs that were commencing in Rishikesh, India, with Mooji. I had attended a silent retreat of his via live broadcast last year, delighting in his clarity and pointing, however it seemed a ‘one off’ experience. So I was somewhat surprised to find myself, yet again, sitting in a friend’s lounge room watching Mooji, transfixed to the tv screen feeling deeply moved. This first Satsang became one of many as I sat at home each afternoon participating with some 2000 people in Rishikesh, and who knows how many others tuning in around the world.

As the weeks went by, the Satsang questions moved from ‘wisdom’ questions about personal problems or understandings to ‘freedom’ questions for awareness and awakening. After week three the whole mood and energy of the Satsangs changed as a steady flow of people stepped up to the microphone and began following Mooji’s pointings into experiencing the truth of their being.  And here I was, sitting on a cushion on the floor, watching it all on my 13inch Mac screen, feeling as though I too was sitting in Rishikesh, riding the wave home.

Thank you Mooji.

I am never sure where or when the next pointing comes, or what piece it plays in the  experience of evolving with Awareness. Perhaps it is in retrospect I am able to allow the mind to provide a story of ‘this goes with that’ speculation. As always, I am deeply grateful for the pointings, noticing more and more everything is a pointing, and for the wonderful beings that play their part, some of whom I’m lucky enough to call friends.

Mx

ps… if you’d like to watch some of the recently recorded Satsangs with Mooji in Rishikesh,  you can find many of them here on his YouTube channel. Enjoy!

Image courtesy of Photos with Mooji

 

Presence Process

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For the past six months I have been moving with a process called The Presence Process by Michael Brown. It’s a 10 week program that is simple, and accessed by simply buying a book. Yes… that’s it! No courses, workshops or retreats to attend. No huge dent in your bank balance. Just a $20 book. I love the feeling of integrity and self-empowerment of this.

The Presence Process was recommended to me by a friend late last year. I bought the book, read it, and started the first 10 week cycle. It is recommended to do it thrice.

What began as a simple application of breath, meditation, mindfulness, and a few tools to process the uncomfortable arisings, evolved into a deep delve into physical, mental and emotional territory long forgotten and hidden from current view.

I don’t feel to share the details, as I believe everyone’s journey is unique and specific to their own life’s experience, however, I would highly recommend it to anyone interested in awareness, and the integration of patterns and imprints we all tend to accumulate from life’s journey. And before you dismiss it and say “Oh I’ve done all that!” (which is what I thought too), check in and see if there isn’t a deeper pull to take a look. You may be surprised, as I was, to find what’s been hidden away all this time while you’ve diligently been sorting out ‘the me’ on this ‘spiritual’ journey.

If you’d like to know more, I suggest taking a look at Michael’s website here, and/or purchasing the book. I alway use the Book Depository as they offer free delivery. Michael suggests reading the book, even if you don’t do the process, as it provides a wonderful enquiry for taking a good look at some patterns that may still be ‘running’ the show.

Mx

the purge

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It would appear the body needed a 24 hour purge. (I’ll spare you the details.) And yet, right there, right in the middle of it was the experience: if I follow thought, the pain and discomfort increases, and if I relax and rest back from thought, it eases. And so it went, back and forth like ping pong, watching the cramps increase and then fall away. Fascinating!

Shifting in and out of sleep. Crow medicine was clearly heard at one stage, screeching through the body, sweeping out the darker corners of resistance. Resting into the sound and giving thanks. Later a storm is passing. Lightening lights up the bed, whilst thunderous rain bashes its way past like an impatient shopper on route to that much wanted bargain. Sleep, sleep, the body just wanted sleep.

In the early hours of the morning a peace descended, both within and without. The body felt weak but strong. The being felt clear and grateful. The crows continue their healing cries: wake up, get up, live!

Mx

about today

Melinda Blair Paterson

There’s nothing unusual about today,
yes I have a head cold
and the farmer’s market
like any other Friday.

There’s nothing unusual in this day,
watched a movie
and texts of care from friends
like every other day.

So why am I suddenly on my knees,
howling like a child
hands beating chest
begging to be broken?

Why are the tears followed by rage,
primal sounds
flashes of faces
crying to be taken?

“Pleeeeease”
passes through
yet there is no need
anymore.

The tears desist
the nose blows
the body rises
from the floor.

You see… there’s nothing unusual about today.

nothing different

  

Walking across the grass

the moment of knowing arrives

as natural as taking the step.

There is no difference

between being solo or with other,

it’s all the same.

And the delight this knowing brings

follows effortlessly as silent joy

smiling within.

Mx

there is relief

There is relief in a glimpse of blue sky


whilst wandering through grass of open fields

and picking up feathers along the way.

There is relief standing with still creek water

feeling the crack of falling branches

whilst others remain entwined like lovers reaching for the light.

There is relief.

Mx

the invitation

the invitation by Melinda Blair Paterson

A morning to stop, stay in bed, and catch up on some emails and reading. You know, the ones you  left ‘unread’ in your inbox or ‘bookmarked’ in your browser to come back to, hoping you will!

I have recently discovered the written works of Dorothy Hunt, meditation and spiritual teacher from  Moon Mountain Sangha in California. I felt deeply touched by her expression so I emailed her to ask if she had a newsletter or blog I could follow. She graciously replied pointing to her website where I discovered her poetry. The following was the first I read this morning from a series of beautiful poems available on her site – dorothyhunt.org.

The Invitation

When God comes in your house
it is only by your invitation,
but even your invitation is God’s,
for she has always been
landlady and tenant,
windows and walls,
the fire in your hearth
and the cold wind blowing at your door.

At first, her visits seem so welcome.
She brings tea and cookies and loves you
so sweetly inside your own heart.
You keep inviting her back
by your prayers and meditations,
imagining you’ve found the one you always wanted
who will hold you on her endless lap
and take away your pain forever.

But pretty soon, she starts arriving
unexpectedly, at odd hours of the day and night,
and every time she comes,
she takes something away–

continued here…

Reading this poem today reminded me of a moment last Sunday; standing in the middle of the kitchen, where Knowing announced: You are no longer responsible for your partner’s sexual needs. What?… and as I looked within for the hook, pattern, belief,  thought, or conditioned response on such a delicate intimate relationship matter; it could no longer be found. It was gone!

But pretty soon, she starts arriving
unexpectedly, at odd hours of the day and night,
and every time she comes,
she takes something away–

I wasn’t sure how I was going to broach the matter with my partner, however as usual, I just wait and, if necessary, the moment arrives.

It was only in the expressing to him: I realise I am no longer responsible for your sexual needs, did I reflect and understand how much of my life as a woman had been run on a conditioned belief, opposite, to what was now here in Truth.

The relief, spaciousness and freedom is palpable.  Mx