Pachamama

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Pachamama

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The one mother we all have in common. Mother Earth, Pachamama, Gaia. Honor her and she will bless your life with beauty. We are all Earthkeepers.

“We sense that ‘normal’ isn’t coming back, that we are being born into a new normal: a new kind of society, a new relationship to the earth, a new experience of being human.” 
― Charles Eisenstein

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Shamanic Initiation | My Spiritual Awakening and Healing

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Shamanic Initiation | My Spiritual Awakening and Healing

We all have a story. Some of the stories we tell might make us out to be victims of our circumstances. Others tell great tales of triumph in the face of adversity. While many more fall somewhere between the two.

We are the storytellers of our lives, and it’s easy to forget our power when it comes to weaving these tales. Great healing can occur when we choose to see it all from the eagles perspective. From there we can see the jagged rocks, the mountain peaks, and canyons. We can see the beauty of the journey, and how the punishing desert can reward us with the lush oasis. We are all climbing our own mountains, where are you on your journey?

I am grateful to be able to share my story with you today. From my heart to yours.

Many blessings,
Rami Abu-Sitta

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Comfort zones are meant to be expanded.

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Comfort zones are meant to be expanded.

…And they’re only expanded through discomfort. It’s true that life doesn’t have to be a struggle, but our routines can also become way too comfortable. Even if we’re “living the dream” we still need to consistently challenge ourselves in order to grow. As I've deprogrammed from cultural beliefs equating life with struggle, and installed new ideas stating that "change can be easy", perhaps I’ve lost something along the way? I still believe that evolution can happen with grace and with ease, but in order for those BIG shifts to take place we have to face our fears head on.

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Just a Dream: The Battle of Heart vs. Mind

 
 

Last month I had a dream where I found myself shuffling through an unfamiliar airport. I was unsure of my destination or where to find my gate, so I asked a TSA agent for help. The man glanced at the ticket and said “This is an international flight, you need to go to the other side of the airport”. 

The dream continued, the airport transformed into an amusement park, and I never did find my flight. As the dream slipped away I felt a bolt of energy run through my system, like an intravenous dose of adrenaline was being pumped through my veins. I awoke with a deep breath and heard a voice from within my heart say, “Go to India”. 

This didn’t feel like just a dream. 

That message was unexpected to say the least, and I laid awake in bed invigorated until the sun rose. Over the next few days I was excited and nervous as the dream bounced around in my head, rearranging my plans for the spring. The outside world showed me signs everywhere I looked, guiding me toward India. The guidance of that voice was so strong, but my rational mind retaliated against such a flight of fancy with a list of reasons on why it was irresponsible. 

After a week or so, I watched the fire lit by that dream start to fade as my rational mind tried to snuff it out. I knew I had to make the decision soon before my mind destroyed that vision. If I didn’t act quickly the idea would be buried, with a tombstone reading “just a dream”. 

Many of us have struggled to find balance between our rational minds and spontaneous hearts. Sometimes our fears run so deep, guiding us subconsciously, that we can’t see things for what they are. That’s why it’s important to be aware of how fear and self-doubt may be masquerading as practicality or rationality in your life. Sometimes dropping into our hearts, and “out of our minds” is the only way to find the truth. 

Walking in balance with grounded spontaneity is a powerful spiritual practice. It is important for us to rebuild that relationship between the mind and the heart, so that they aren’t in constant battle. Eventually, the heart can begin to gently guide the mind again. 

Bestselling author and Buddhist teacher Jack Kornfield talks about this symbiosis, “The Jewel in the Lotus is the translation of the universal compassion mantra Om Mani Padme Hum. While it has many meanings, one explanation of its symbolism is that compassion arises when the jewel of the mind rests in the lotus of the heart.”

In the end I realized which voice I needed to listen to, and it wasn’t the voice of practicality, but one of trust. So on Christmas day I made the leap and bought a one way ticket to New Delhi. The last time I followed such a dream, it led me to Southern California where I met my future wife, and reconnected with a lifelong friend. I’m excited to see what doorways this dream opens up. 

What battle is your heart loosing to the mind? What fearful thoughts in your head are masquerading as practicality?

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Living With an Open Heart: Message From The Milkweed Plant

When I see photos or watch home movies of myself as a young child, I notice the trust in his eyes. The fearlessness, living without hesitation. Yet as I’ve grown older, it has become a challenge to stay in that space of fearless self-expression. Growing up we’ve all had experiences which have made us slowly retreat in one way or another. Experiences that have taught us that it’s unsafe to express some small or larger aspect of ourselves. Bit by bit we stow away those delicate aspects of our spirit, protecting them so that we won’t get hurt again.

As we grow, we often leave these gifts behind, and our attention focuses more and more on moving forward, on building our lives up. But what if what we’re truly looking for is behind us? What if the completion we’re looking for doesn’t come from achieving a successful career, but from recovering what we long ago left behind?

I have been on a journey of remembering. I have often felt myself hesitate to share words from the heart. I’ve deleted heartfelt text messages without ever pressing send. I have put back a piece of clothing after feeling it was too bold or expressive. Yet when I look at the people I admire most, it’s the one’s with open hearts who express themselves freely, without approval, without invitation, or expectation that inspire me the most.

I am reminded of a plant medicine journey I took years ago. This wasn’t what you may typically think of when they hear the words “plant medicine journey”. I wasn’t in the throws of an Ayahuasca ceremony purging my innermost demons. This journey was a bit more gentle.

A teacher of mine invited us to wander around her property, finding a plant that called to us. So I wandered off, down trails and wooded corridors looking for a sign or magical plant that called to me. But I had trouble knowing what to look for. Finally, as I retraced my steps and headed back, I found myself stopping to gaze at an unassuming milkweed plant by my feet. I decided to sit, legs crossed in front of the plant, and asked if I could journey with it. I then closed my eyes and began to rattle. The repetitive rhythm of the seeds beating against the sides of the dried gourd led me on a journey. I traveled down through the roots of the plant, past the topsoil and bedrock of mother earth, and ended up in a meadow. In the distance I saw the milkweed plant looking magnificent, glowing in the sunlight. I watched it’s leaves outstretched like joyous green arms embracing the light of the sun. As I continued watching, I saw the sunlight slowly fade as ominous clouds came rolling in from behind. Returning my attention back to the milkweed plant, I noticed its leaves unchanged, still outstretched in joy and trust. This act of unconditional self-expression struck me. The milkweed doesn’t care weather the sun is shining or the light is hidden behind heavy clouds. It doesn’t care if anyone takes notice of it’s beauty, or if the butterflys simply pass it by. It remains open, always. It’s leaves are forever outstretched, for the whole world to see. Without expectation, without hesitation or fear. When I catch my leaves curling inward out of fear of judgement or rejection, I remind myself of the gifts milkweed taught me.

We’ve spent years tredging the neuropathways that make unconditional self-expressing difficult for so many of us. The only way to correct it is to step outside of that comfort zone, and make ourselves a bit more vulnerable than we’d like to be. Resistance can be a signal, not a signal to run away, but TOWARDS those little fears with arms outstretched. Remember the child that first felt that fear, comfort them, and let them guide you.

It's more important now than ever before to live with an open heart. Bit by bit that comfort zone will expand, and you can return to the fearless child you have always had inside. Don’t withhold the gifts you have to offer others. Someone needs your medicine right now, embrace the vulnerability it takes to live with leaves outstretched.

 

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