Connecting the Dots, Sunday Series: Shadow Work                   

What are you birthing now?

Do you have a sense of it?

Let me know if you do…

Photo Credit: Darius Bashar

I forget sometimes, that I am precocious when it comes to many things, one of them being astrological events. For instance, if Mercury is going retrograde in 2 weeks, I will start experiencing it a least a week before most people will, sometimes even 2 weeks before the actual event. What can I say, some of us are just extra lucky?

The cool thing is, I dive right in, hunker down, and get my hands dirty. I analyze, (cry, rage, or despair – sometimes simultaneously), because I am interested in retuning to balance. Basically, I go through the lake of emotion, because I trust that there is an opposite shore, (even if I can’t see, or even, sense it). Whatever I need to do to embrace the issue, so I can process and move through it, I do. Sometimes this can happen quickly, and sometimes it takes longer to shift patterns.

I knew from a young age that my energy field was, if not vast… then powerful. I did not recognize this from an ego perspective. More like it was a sacred duty to hold space for the earth and her denizens. It was like I recognized a calling (at a time when I did not know of such things). One, that if I allowed my head to ruminate on – it would have rejected the possibility or affirmation of. It would have scoffed, and condemned, and not allowed me to honor this calling.

In my heart, there was a certainty of my path, and my purpose, that for many decades, my head was not prepared to deal with. And part of that had been my emotional body as well. I had to heal a lot of cracks, chinks and worn thin spots in my being before I could begin to integrate into the vessel I was meant to be.

This led to me, at 12, to choose to stop reading the newspaper. It also led me to walk out of the room whenever family or friends were watching the news. I was conscious of these things bringing my vibration down, and I knew it was more important for me to maintain a different kind of energy than carrying the one that exposing myself to the news generated in me.

It was as if I received a message, and that message conveyed to me a sense of having a part in the job steadying the energy around me.

I recognized that I had an effect. And also, that this effect was most powerful, when I stayed in a certain vibration. One that originated from my heart solar plexus area.

Back in the 70’s this was not a popular practice, and coupled with my dyslexia, contributed to my sense of not fitting in. My awareness of energy definitely isolated me. And the fact that this theme that was so consistent in my life, when I looked back after many decades, seemed significant.

The effect in my life, of this repeated isolation, was quite distinct. The constant moving, always being the new kid in school after school, town after town. Not having my step dad accept me as his own, the dyslexia preventing me from experiencing success in so many pivotal areas of my life (and then add my strange perspective on life… brought on by all the things I could feel or see that others could not…), even down to not being able to have children…
All of this isolated me, forced me to make my internal connections strong, because I did not get solace or connection in the human world.

But I did from the natural world…

As I look back at the snaking river of my life, I see very clearly how perfectly guided I was, to become precisely who I am today. Shaped as a vessel to attract, hold, carry and bring forth the things that I am capable of bringing forth (which are quite interesting if I do say so myself!)

We each are different….  We harm ourselves and each other when we expect homogenous-ness.    That is abhorrent in nature.  

I think it’s time we started listening to nature in new ways. Nature as guidance, as opposed to just something to be brought to heel. Now that we have actually started exploring intelligence in nature, we have discovered so much evidence of intelligence and human like qualities is species as diverse as single celled slime molds, pigeons, bees and even plants!

I share my findings, many of which I’m betting will blow your mind, in my book Connecting the Dots: Ancient Wisdom, Modern Science.

Check out Chapter 6, “The Earth and Us”, Ch.7, “Plants” and Ch. 8, “Our Fellow Inhabitants” for a lot of cool information on these subjects. 

It’s available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and my website. PM me if you want the links.

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part One

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst

Photo Credit : Priscilla Du Preez

Forever I have run to these shores …
Forever I have run from these shores …

Lia Russ

That is the beginning of a poem I wrote a long time ago. I wrote that when I was 18 and it is about my relationship to energy, and spiritual dimensions.

I had vacillated between the mundane and magical worlds so often that by 18, I was already seeing the pattern.  It was frustrating, working with something that others could not see, did not have daily encounters with, that they denied, but which I had difficulty shutting out.  All that was made harder by the fact that I was virtually alone.  I had no siblings, and my father, a Yugoslavian Gypsy, had died before he could impart any understanding of his culture (which should have been “ours”) to me. 

By this time, I was struggling with finding self-acceptance, a task that was made much harder by my constant moving and my undiagnosed dyslexia.  We all know how hard it is on kids to have to uproot and change schools, and I had to do that almost yearly. I wanted 3 things beyond anything: to have a dad, to have hope for my future, and to be like other kids. Ok, there was a 4th, to have a horse!

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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But no matter how hard I tried to shut off my awareness of energy or my clairvoyance, I could not. It got to the point where I…

Sunday Series : These Shores, Part Three

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst I had to learn everything myself, by trial and error.  And aside from being very lonely, exploring the world we cannot see without any community guidance, can be scary if not dangerous, (however please note that I did survive!). Although I did not understand it at the time, everything that…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Four

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst I had studied about shamans in college, but I did not associate myself as one until fairly recently.  It wasn’t until I was in my 40’s that I heard someone say that shamanism was a path to direct revelation.  There have been shamans in every culture since the earliest of…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Five

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst If you see visions, it can be very hard to tell the difference between several important factors.  Is what I’m seeing for me? (Or for someone else?) Is what I’m seeing a warning of things to come? (Or is it something from the past?)  These are very important questions to…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Six

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst At 18, and continuing for more than a decade, I was hungry for information Despite vacillating between the shore of believing in the unseen world, and running from it with all my might. I wanted someone to tell me “Yes these things are real”!  I wanted guidance in using these…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Seven

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst It was almost too much for me, this solitary journey without any guidance from people around me, but the very connections that my sensitivity to reality allowed me to find in nature, were the things that kept me “fed” and able to survive – despite my extreme pain and isolation.…

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