“If you do follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living.
When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in your field of bliss, and they open doors to you. I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid.”
~ Joseph Cambell
This is a weekly publication for heart-centered warriors, trying to make it through this thing we call life with an intact, open heart (and strong voice).
SELECTED POEMS
Do Not Go Back to Sleep, Rumi
Repeatedly We are Asked, Mark Nepo
Dear Embodied Hearts and Dancing Souls,
My usual walks involve noticing rocks in the shape of hearts along my path. The other day I found one with some heft, though it was smaller than a walnut. Standing on a wooden bridge, I threw it into the stream below. Though I expected rippled effects I was surprised at how immediate, constant and wide the ripple effects were. That is who we each truly are, sending out the ripples of our true nature.
Beyond “getting it right.” For some reason, a fond memory is coming back to me repeatedly this week. I had just deplaned at Delhi airport with my seat mates who were Tibetan monks. The younger man, a Rinpoche in red robes fluent in many languages, and I had had a glorious time sharing our hearts on the plane. The older one wore a pure saffron robe, had wickedly wild white hair, feet in wooden sandals and spoke no English. His companion told me that he had made the harrowing trip to India through the mountains from China wearing just this. He had given me a smile after I shared a Thai coin from my pocket with the image of a famous Buddist temple on one side.
I found my way to a public phone to call my uncle. Having flown in on a local flight from the capital of a nearby state where I lived without a telephone, I had to see if anyone could pick me up. No one could so I went back to my friend and asked about his transport. They were going far enough north that I could make my way home from there so I accepted the invitation to join their ride.
My felt memory is of riding inside a small white van full of young monks; the driver was a 13 year old boy who took off into Delhi traffic with a mischevious grin. (He might have been younger.) But the most precious thing about the scene was the shared uninhibited laughter. The 13 year old boy looked to his right and over his shoulder everytime he wanted to chuckle in unison. Part of me was white knuckling it in the back and another was…swept up in the vibration of this easeful camaraderie, even though I didn’t speak their language. All the rules I was taught (be safe at all times!) were suspended. Here everything flowed, even as we careened around the round-a-bouts, animals and people. We arrived in one piece and with so much merriment. They were light-hearted, and perhaps…willing to not be in control.
Later, I bought a card with the image above to remind me of this pocket of life.
Abundance is Assured. I have been listening to this beautiful Hindu mantra (it was referenced in Eat, Love, Pray). In our house, if we feel troubled, we listen to this before going to sleep.
The morning of the Super Blue Moon I woke up with a feeling I can only describe as a golden river in my heart, one that flowed in from an infinite ocean of transcendtal bliss. As if I had received a Divine blessing. The feeling seemed to say, “It doesn’t have to be hard. Continue to feed your bliss, hand things over to the Divine, and abundance is assured.” Its as if all I had to do was choose to climb into a metaphorical boat that was already poised towards my true dreams and desires.
In this moment, it was clear that a higher power exists working on my behalf. I saw the futility of all the hours I spent at my desk, “figure things out.” Yes I am human, but I also have a choice to remember I come from bliss. The day unfolded in a series of conversations that reminded me how life truly is conspiring with me to realize my dreams and desires. Opportunities are also being orchestrated from up on high.
How might you or I behave if we accepted that our dreams are enroute, full-on?
This was the inspiration for my podcast last week. It lets you proceed at your pace, in all the ways that are right for you.
Collect the Evidence: Another wise InterPlay leader invited me to ask: How is life affirming me? I took this as an invitation to list the ways my life is showing up for me (and my desires), especially in ways outside my control. Like the children next door who run out to hug me even though I don’t have children of my own. Like people at work taking an interest in my Embodied Play pursuits.
Making this list helped me loosen my grip. I am saying yes to spending savings on a vacaton with my parents while they still can.
I know we have gratitude lists, but this feels more powerful. Gratitude can feel generic whereas this question gets more to what makes me tick. How our lives affirm us is unique to the care and feeing of our individual vitality.
Make your list. Track the evidence. Remember, your inner life-force is conspiring with you.
When you do, notice a groovy momentum and mutual reciprocity. Affirm how life is working for you, and notice your life-force making more room for those very things in your life.
All I am saying is: you have choice. Figuring things out (the way I have been doing it) is control-based, not love based. Instead, we can choose to make time to tap into an underlying Bliss-state, which has its own set of rules, and surrender. Its a way to remind the Universe you are available as a Playmate.
As the hummingbird who shimmies its shimmering green backside outside my windw every day reminds me, the Universe really does love to play.
Stay #heartwoke. To your exquisite unfolding,
Monisha
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I so loved reading your reflection this morning. I remember being with Trish Watts and CathyAnn Beaty on a covered motorcycle ride in Mumbai. We weren't sure the driver knew where to take us. Then he turned his music up full volume as we flew by cars and lights, laughing hysterically. It was a God moment. The same insane flow of joy and abandon you share except monks hosted it for you---i just love it. Leaning into the Divine- we are blessed with moments like these-chiropractic adjustments that relieve the chronic and quiet worry of it all. Thank you for making it so vivid here.
Truly exquisite. Loved this! Thank you monisha!