when i was younger & wilder, hitchhiking around the usa, i always chose the local cemeteries to sleep in. not a recommendation, because i had some dangerous encounters w/predatory beings. but the dead neighborhoods always were the least threatening & peaceful places to get rest. wild creatures also choose graveyards. the souls of ancestors need attention like los muertos feasts in other cultures. just watch out for those automatic sprinklers at 6am =^.^= <3
I'd love to hear some of those nighttime cemetery tales! 🤗 Cemeteries are my happy place. I often take my lunch or do some writing in a nearby cemetery. And I've taken many, many road trips to little rural cemeteries all over my state. But I have never spent the night in one! That's so interesting about predatory beings and wild creatures liking them too. I wonder what they're drawn to there. And I couldn't agree more that the ancestors need our attention. We matter to them. ♥️♥️
Either you've been reading over my shoulder or we're part of the same soul group. I speak with the dearly departed fairly regularly; my post "On Sensitivity" goes into more depth.
I lean in the direction that we incarnate with a specific "Lesson Plan" to execute, influenced by what we've done in previous lives and what we still need to learn. Fortune and Chance play their roles, but one way or another, the lessons get learned.
This has helped me to become less judgmental overall; besides, trying to figure out why this person is doing as they do is a sure way to make my head explode.
I also believe that once you're on the other side of the equation, you can see and understand much more that you could when you were anchored in a dense physical body. What is incomprehensible "here" might make a strange kind of sense "there."
I totally agree that the ancestors watch over us because they love us so much. They worked hard to bring us into this reality, and we continue the weaving of the Great Tapestry that was started so long ago. 😊
I love the image of the Great Tapestry. 💖 That feels so right! The more I work with the ancestors (and spirit in general) the more I feel that interconnectedness and continuity of all life. It is just like a beautiful weaving. (And I'm certain we're part of the same soul group! 🤗 Though it would be fun to spend a day reading over your shoulder too.)
I could feel tears welling up as I read this, Jenna. How beautiful. And such profound thoughts. It made me think of both my maternal grandparents, who are still here yet experiencing immense suffering both self-created and outside of them. It makes me so sad to know they are spending the end of their lives this way, but reading this gave me hope that maybe they will remember the joyful times of their lives and that this time will quietly drift away. Thank you so much for sharing this.
♥️♥️♥️ Thank you Hunter! I'm so glad this post touched you! Blessings to you and your grandparents. They will remember the joyful times and will be surrounded by loving ancestors of their own any time they might need a little reminding. 🤗
I love this perspective so much Jenna and you're right it's so much easy to sit and ponder over something than just ask. We forget that we are only ever seen as the purest, wholeness that were are and not through the lens that we do. When you think about it like that it's very warm and lovely. Thank you!
Can’t find the note, but it was about comfort. You discovering that you are allowed to enjoy the comfortable, and that seeking the uncomfortable can become a goal in itself. Part of the preplanned growth agenda we impose upon ourselves....I think this may be a remainder of the Christian religion, the church version not the original spark. A message that does not at all point at the loving realty that offers (wonderful word) comforts unknown to us. So much of what we think would be uncomfortable, unbearable, impossible to handle, too painful, too smelly, too dirty, too messy, too heavy, too warm or too cold is when widened within the range of the good and the enjoyable. I often wonder how wide the range can become. Moving from finding it intolerable to fully loving a ‘thing’ may be the actual task. Not a job, not the hard work we make of it, but the play. We do not offer first, we are offered. Scary as hell, to be offered. But the double meaning is no coincidence.
I sometimes think praying is reversed. It is not us asking, seeking an answer or the truth, we are dead-scared of the truth. In prayer we are asked. It is us that can answer. In that sense I really do recognise the practice of asking the elders to speak. Does it come up for you as a question too? Something like, are you ready to be comfortable with this?
Wow, such wonderful inquiries. Thank you! As I've been committed to invoking comfort over these 8 months, I've been observing myself and my adamant feeling that we don't need discomfort in order to grow. I also sit with the question: do we even need to grow in the first place? I feel that this belief that we must grow or evolve or expand implies that we are in some way lacking or flawed to begin with. And I'm not so sure I agree with that notion. But if it is that we choose to "grow" because we'd like to approach a repeating pattern in a different way, is discomfort a necessary impetus? I don't have any definite answers, but I keep coming back to the idea that self-trust plays a role. If we trust ourselves to move towards changing a pattern because we choose to, we might not need to be motivated by moving away from pain (or discomfort). But I don't know anything for sure, just some ideas I've been ruminating about. I really like your thoughts on widening the range of what we include in our idea of comfort. I think you've really hit on something there. I don't ever have to feel uncomfortable if I'm able to include all experience under the umbrella of comfort. And, YES to your thoughts on "we are offered" and that, in prayer, it is us that can answer. I literally just finishing writing an essay all about the impact we have on spirit through our role as "the incarnated ones" (for lack of better phrasing). We are their face in this world. But I had not thought, specifically, in terms of being offered. That feels SO powerful, especially with that double meaning. I see an image of myself, sort of pre-incarnation, and the spirits/powers/gods offering me into this life. I will be sitting with that image for quite some time.
I don’t have conscious experiences with the dead or ancestors. I recognise the love you describe. Also for me often paved over by thought, daily botherings and distractions. Underneath is a deep layer of joy. I am embedded in it. And I do experience (when able to allow) the incoming stream of signs, nudges, warnings, the being held. Very unlike the attitude of most ‘living’ humans that I encounter. Its there, hidden, and almost never part of their daily activities. Animals, trees, light, movements, energies communicate. I feel its the same as you describe....
Would love to explore the enjoyment struggle you mentioned yesterday in some way....
Thank you so much for sharing your experience, Bertus! 🤗 It warms my heart that you are embedded in the deep layer of joy, that you notice all the signs and experience being held. That's what makes life rich. I love when you said that animals, trees, light, movements, energies communicate. How beautiful to notice movements in this way. 💖 I'm going to start paying more attention to movements. Thank you for teaching me.
I'm so embarrassed to say that I don't remember what I said about enjoyment struggles yesterday. 🤦♀️🤪 😁 Sounds fascinating, though! Lol. I'd love to explore it with you too. Refresh my memory?
when i was younger & wilder, hitchhiking around the usa, i always chose the local cemeteries to sleep in. not a recommendation, because i had some dangerous encounters w/predatory beings. but the dead neighborhoods always were the least threatening & peaceful places to get rest. wild creatures also choose graveyards. the souls of ancestors need attention like los muertos feasts in other cultures. just watch out for those automatic sprinklers at 6am =^.^= <3
I'd love to hear some of those nighttime cemetery tales! 🤗 Cemeteries are my happy place. I often take my lunch or do some writing in a nearby cemetery. And I've taken many, many road trips to little rural cemeteries all over my state. But I have never spent the night in one! That's so interesting about predatory beings and wild creatures liking them too. I wonder what they're drawn to there. And I couldn't agree more that the ancestors need our attention. We matter to them. ♥️♥️
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Either you've been reading over my shoulder or we're part of the same soul group. I speak with the dearly departed fairly regularly; my post "On Sensitivity" goes into more depth.
I lean in the direction that we incarnate with a specific "Lesson Plan" to execute, influenced by what we've done in previous lives and what we still need to learn. Fortune and Chance play their roles, but one way or another, the lessons get learned.
This has helped me to become less judgmental overall; besides, trying to figure out why this person is doing as they do is a sure way to make my head explode.
I also believe that once you're on the other side of the equation, you can see and understand much more that you could when you were anchored in a dense physical body. What is incomprehensible "here" might make a strange kind of sense "there."
I totally agree that the ancestors watch over us because they love us so much. They worked hard to bring us into this reality, and we continue the weaving of the Great Tapestry that was started so long ago. 😊
I love the image of the Great Tapestry. 💖 That feels so right! The more I work with the ancestors (and spirit in general) the more I feel that interconnectedness and continuity of all life. It is just like a beautiful weaving. (And I'm certain we're part of the same soul group! 🤗 Though it would be fun to spend a day reading over your shoulder too.)
I could feel tears welling up as I read this, Jenna. How beautiful. And such profound thoughts. It made me think of both my maternal grandparents, who are still here yet experiencing immense suffering both self-created and outside of them. It makes me so sad to know they are spending the end of their lives this way, but reading this gave me hope that maybe they will remember the joyful times of their lives and that this time will quietly drift away. Thank you so much for sharing this.
♥️♥️♥️ Thank you Hunter! I'm so glad this post touched you! Blessings to you and your grandparents. They will remember the joyful times and will be surrounded by loving ancestors of their own any time they might need a little reminding. 🤗
I love this perspective so much Jenna and you're right it's so much easy to sit and ponder over something than just ask. We forget that we are only ever seen as the purest, wholeness that were are and not through the lens that we do. When you think about it like that it's very warm and lovely. Thank you!
Can’t find the note, but it was about comfort. You discovering that you are allowed to enjoy the comfortable, and that seeking the uncomfortable can become a goal in itself. Part of the preplanned growth agenda we impose upon ourselves....I think this may be a remainder of the Christian religion, the church version not the original spark. A message that does not at all point at the loving realty that offers (wonderful word) comforts unknown to us. So much of what we think would be uncomfortable, unbearable, impossible to handle, too painful, too smelly, too dirty, too messy, too heavy, too warm or too cold is when widened within the range of the good and the enjoyable. I often wonder how wide the range can become. Moving from finding it intolerable to fully loving a ‘thing’ may be the actual task. Not a job, not the hard work we make of it, but the play. We do not offer first, we are offered. Scary as hell, to be offered. But the double meaning is no coincidence.
I sometimes think praying is reversed. It is not us asking, seeking an answer or the truth, we are dead-scared of the truth. In prayer we are asked. It is us that can answer. In that sense I really do recognise the practice of asking the elders to speak. Does it come up for you as a question too? Something like, are you ready to be comfortable with this?
What if this reality really is a playground?
Wow, such wonderful inquiries. Thank you! As I've been committed to invoking comfort over these 8 months, I've been observing myself and my adamant feeling that we don't need discomfort in order to grow. I also sit with the question: do we even need to grow in the first place? I feel that this belief that we must grow or evolve or expand implies that we are in some way lacking or flawed to begin with. And I'm not so sure I agree with that notion. But if it is that we choose to "grow" because we'd like to approach a repeating pattern in a different way, is discomfort a necessary impetus? I don't have any definite answers, but I keep coming back to the idea that self-trust plays a role. If we trust ourselves to move towards changing a pattern because we choose to, we might not need to be motivated by moving away from pain (or discomfort). But I don't know anything for sure, just some ideas I've been ruminating about. I really like your thoughts on widening the range of what we include in our idea of comfort. I think you've really hit on something there. I don't ever have to feel uncomfortable if I'm able to include all experience under the umbrella of comfort. And, YES to your thoughts on "we are offered" and that, in prayer, it is us that can answer. I literally just finishing writing an essay all about the impact we have on spirit through our role as "the incarnated ones" (for lack of better phrasing). We are their face in this world. But I had not thought, specifically, in terms of being offered. That feels SO powerful, especially with that double meaning. I see an image of myself, sort of pre-incarnation, and the spirits/powers/gods offering me into this life. I will be sitting with that image for quite some time.
Good to connect like this....it’s late here in France, so I’ll reply tomorrow....
I don’t have conscious experiences with the dead or ancestors. I recognise the love you describe. Also for me often paved over by thought, daily botherings and distractions. Underneath is a deep layer of joy. I am embedded in it. And I do experience (when able to allow) the incoming stream of signs, nudges, warnings, the being held. Very unlike the attitude of most ‘living’ humans that I encounter. Its there, hidden, and almost never part of their daily activities. Animals, trees, light, movements, energies communicate. I feel its the same as you describe....
Would love to explore the enjoyment struggle you mentioned yesterday in some way....
Thank you so much for sharing your experience, Bertus! 🤗 It warms my heart that you are embedded in the deep layer of joy, that you notice all the signs and experience being held. That's what makes life rich. I love when you said that animals, trees, light, movements, energies communicate. How beautiful to notice movements in this way. 💖 I'm going to start paying more attention to movements. Thank you for teaching me.
I'm so embarrassed to say that I don't remember what I said about enjoyment struggles yesterday. 🤦♀️🤪 😁 Sounds fascinating, though! Lol. I'd love to explore it with you too. Refresh my memory?