Monday, March 17, 2008

Climbing the Mountain of Truth

Image from my doodles Title: Finding My Own Deep True Song (This image I drew during a conversation with Ron)
Climbing The Mountain Of Truth is about finding the deep true song of what are wants are, what we need, what we feel its a walk of connection with ourselves where we discover both the mundane and spiritual aspects of who we are.
The climb is a walk very much like a labyrinth, the first level of the climb has five parts. At the plateau on the path to the second level of four parts the next plateau to the third level and then straight on to the mountain peak and light.
There are no wrong or right answers its finding meaning in symbols, and truth of the song deep with in our soul that we often don't hear. Be spontaneous go with your first thought or feeling. In an earlier blog I mentioned that "They say the eyes are windows to the soul." Could a spontaneous answer be the doorway to the soul.

Climbing the Mountain of Truth

Its a weather perfect day as you approach the mountain base and prepare to climb the mountain path you look around.
Describe the weather? what do you see? what do you feel?

You start your climb up the mountain in your solitary moment you begin to walk through your mind, through your life each step is like an echo through time. The first five steps of your climb are of feelings, thoughts and expectations.

As you start your climb before the first bend you ask.
What motivates you? What are your goals? define innocence?

As you make the turn and start the second bend you ask.
What are your expectations? desires? what are you hoping for?

As you make the turn and start the third bend you meet a man and a woman.
Describe each of them your first impressions? ideas? feelings?

As you walk on to the fourth bend on the path the weather changes.
What is it like? Describe your feelings about the change?

As you walk on to the fifth bend a large rest area with a plateau, you look around you've come only a short ways still a very long climb.
What will you do? What do you see behind you? What do you see before you?

As you climb on up the mountain approaching the sixth bend you ask.
What are your fears? What are your doubts? What is the worst that can happen?
What is the best that can happen? What is the middle ground?

As you walk on to the seventh bend you find the way blocked.
What is it? What happens?

As you reach the eighth bend there is another change in the weather and the ground of the path is uneven, less traveled and more challenging.
What do you feel? Describe what you see?

You have reached the next rest plateau you look around you have come half way.
What do you see behind you? What do you see before you? What do you need?
What must you be aware of? What makes you move forward?

As you start to climb the last level you look at your thoughts, feels and yourself.
What perception of your truth do you have?

As you climb on toward the approaching top.
What Exhilarates you? What makes you feel the rapture of being alive?
What makes you feel alone? What makes you feel Complete?

The mountain peak is in sight.
what else do you see? how do you feel?

Standing on the mountain top.
what is your ultimate truth?

We each have a song of our life deep within us a song our soul's sing that only we hear it is our truth, it's who we are.

May you climb the mountain of life and sing out with the deep true song of your soul.

May it lift you and fill you with its strength, happiness, peace, love, hope and wisdom and may it fill the air of the world in harmony and celebration with life.

Saturday, March 08, 2008

From Ashes Hope Raises

(Image by me)Phoenix Song

From Ashes Hope Raises
The legend of the Phoenix is if you look at it in one view the tale of human life a cycle of faith, strength, home, death and rebirth and hope. In the legend the Phoenix is a lone beautiful bird blessed by the Sun God Apollo, but in its immortality it becomes hunted for it’s beautiful feathers so that it flew away to far east hidden desert away from humans.

The Phoenix in this hidden world could fly freely and sing its song of praise and as the centuries pasted and the Phoenix aged it decided to return to its place of origin the trip back was hard he was older, weaker and had to stop and it gathered cinnamon bark and fragrance leaves it returned home to the tallest palm tree it had collected myrrh and shaped an egg.

The Phoenix sang to the Sun to make him young and that song the Sun heard and in its fierce rays the sun shined down upon the Phoenix, there was a flash of light and the Phoenix burst into a ball of fire.

When the flames had died down the nest and tree remained unaffected but the Phoenix had disappeared, in the silvery ash of what was. Something began to slowly heave itself upward and as it stretched its neck, flapped its wings moment to moment it grew until it was the same size as it had been it hollowed out the myrrh egg and placed the ashes of it’s old self inside.

And flew to the sun temple where it placed the egg on the sun’s altar then flew away to the faraway East returning home to the mountain top in the West every 500 years when it is old and weak to be reborn young and strong. The Phoenix is a beautiful and unique bird.
(summary of my favorite Phoenix Tale)

We humans are born and blessed very much like the Phoenix and in our mortality find ourselves the hunter as well as the hunted, we each are beautiful and unique in our own colors. We are born.

We track treasures in money, in positions, houses and things. While the true treasures of our lives tend to elude us they are often hidden away from us because we won’t see. We dis value ourselves and others.

We hide ourselves in worlds we create safe from other humans hidden so we won’t get hurt, we can be free to be who we are, to follow a life we keep for ourselves. We take flight, travel, and explore life away from the familiar. We grow.

We live each day surviving the trials of life, we learn our strengths and weaknesses we develop our faith. We learn the songs of our lives and when our strength wanes we remember were we came from. We remember home.

Each time we face the challenges in our lives or change the course we walk through our lives, we burn away the old us and emerge new, younger and stronger. We are reborn

With each rebirth a new hope comes, a hope for a better tomorrow, a better us and a better way that we approach life. From the Ashes of our own past and present Hope raises for our future. We begin a new life.

We’re not going to always know the right thing to say, the right step to make. Nothing in this life or any other is going to be flawless that’s the beauty of it and the uniqueness of it.

But unlike the Phoenix we don’t have to wait to get old to start new and young and fresh every time we the human race decided to burn away the old us; the one who valued money more then people, progress more then nature. We rise up from those ashes into a new Hope for our children and our children’s children.

As kids hope is like breathing in as we get older we view hope as we would the Phoenix something legends are made of, but even legends have been known to be more if you believe in hope, if you hold on to it and nurture it then hope grows and it will burst into a new flame, one that lights the world.

May the Ashes of your life,
Ignite the flames of your life,
And fill you with Hope’s light.