“The ancient Weaver Woman sits in her cave, weaving the Fabric of Life. Her weaving is elegant and magical, her fabric majestic and amazingly beautiful. When she completes the work, she takes it off the loom and places it on the ground beside her. Her black dogs then grab the cloth and tear it completely into shreds. The Weaver Woman then collects the tattered shreds and weaves another fabric; this one more majestic and even more beautiful. On and on, this cycle of weaving, completion, and shredding continues. And on and on this Fabric of Life is made more majestic and more beautiful than the previous.
The weaving, the completion, and the shredding are the play of the eternal forces of Nature. They’re the forces of creation, maintenance, and destruction. In the Veda, these forces are referred to as the Three Gunas: Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva.
Growth is never-ending and always in the direction of the more real and the more beautiful. Such is the archetypal nature of becoming more. Such is the archetypal nature of you becoming more. When you make choices and decisions that take you off your destiny’s path, it may take a crisis to bring you back into compliance. Also, in your growing process, the new ‘you’ you’re becoming will be preceded by chaos at various times. This chaos must and will happen. But crisis and chaos always make way for the more real and the more beautiful to emerge. Chaos and crisis appear destructive or constructive, depending on your perception.
By understanding the function of chaos as the tearing apart of the old to make way for the new, we can welcome and align with it. We don’t need to turn it into a crisis. It can merely be a speed-bump along our way.
When in the whirlwind of chaos, look for that spark of hope that always lies within it. This hope will propel you forward. When in the whirlwind of chaos, find the Light of the more real you. This Light will guide you through. And when in the whirlwind of chaos, ask for help. Help is always available for the asking. And always keep in mind,
‘The greater the change, the greater will be the chaos proceeding it.
The greater the chaos, the grander will be the reality that waits
on the other side.’
Don’t fight or ignore chaos; don’t turn it into a crisis. Change your perception of it. Choose to approach it differently. Exercise forgiveness, look for the spark of hope and the Light of the new ‘you’ you’re becoming, attend to your frightened selves, and ask for help.
For others, chaos can be a raging storm; for you, it can be a morning drizzle. Be patient. Enjoy the ride.”
(The above was taken from, The Magic of the Scented
Flowers (ASAT Press)
And, oh may, are the black dogs of the weaver-woman at play in our world today!
We’re in the midst of turbulent times. The black dogs are wildly going about their destructive frenzy, and the Weaver Woman is busily weaving a tapestry more radiant and majestic than before. The old world is loudly tearing apart; the new is silently emerging.
No, the world to come is not some long-ago place longed for by those who yearn for a time that never was, nor is it a place yearned for by those who seek some socialist utopia that never was and never will be; it’s a virgin future never before experienced. We don’t know what this future will be, but we can hear its whispers and sense its presence if we slow down enough the listen and observe.
People are screaming at one another, blame is being tossed about like confetti, and anger and violence are the workings of the black dogs of the times we're in. But, now is the time of ebbing (pause), not the time of flowing (action). Now is not the time to get caught up in the whirlwind and the frenzy; now is the time to slow down, pause, reflect, go within, and clean house - a message from Covid-19.
Black lives matter; all lives matter, but more so, you matter. You’ve waited lifetimes to experience, and to heal this time your living; this is your time, make it count. The world needs magicians such as you; it’s time to get in the game. Go within: heal, love, dream, and work your magic. You’re being called now to do so. You matter enough to do so.
Go within to the parts of you who echo the worlds frenzy and the wailings. Go within and love them, nurture them, and remind them that they matter.
Heal and love the parts of you who are feeling lost, confused, and panicked. Let them hear your comforting voice of reassurance and caring.
Now is the time for dreaming, not the nightmare dreams of a world gone mad, but dreams of hope and Light and sanity.
And work your magic of love and vision, and work your magic of patience and forgiveness.
The black dogs are busily shredding the fabric of the past while the Weaver Woman weaves her radiant and glorious tapestry of the virgin world now emerging. Observe her as she works her magic, and add your artistry and dreams to the crafting.
You’re here to matter;
it’s time to put your mattering into play.
The weaving, the completion, and the shredding are the play of the eternal forces of Nature. They’re the forces of creation, maintenance, and destruction. In the Veda, these forces are referred to as the Three Gunas: Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva.
Growth is never-ending and always in the direction of the more real and the more beautiful. Such is the archetypal nature of becoming more. Such is the archetypal nature of you becoming more. When you make choices and decisions that take you off your destiny’s path, it may take a crisis to bring you back into compliance. Also, in your growing process, the new ‘you’ you’re becoming will be preceded by chaos at various times. This chaos must and will happen. But crisis and chaos always make way for the more real and the more beautiful to emerge. Chaos and crisis appear destructive or constructive, depending on your perception.
By understanding the function of chaos as the tearing apart of the old to make way for the new, we can welcome and align with it. We don’t need to turn it into a crisis. It can merely be a speed-bump along our way.
When in the whirlwind of chaos, look for that spark of hope that always lies within it. This hope will propel you forward. When in the whirlwind of chaos, find the Light of the more real you. This Light will guide you through. And when in the whirlwind of chaos, ask for help. Help is always available for the asking. And always keep in mind,
‘The greater the change, the greater will be the chaos proceeding it.
The greater the chaos, the grander will be the reality that waits
on the other side.’
Don’t fight or ignore chaos; don’t turn it into a crisis. Change your perception of it. Choose to approach it differently. Exercise forgiveness, look for the spark of hope and the Light of the new ‘you’ you’re becoming, attend to your frightened selves, and ask for help.
For others, chaos can be a raging storm; for you, it can be a morning drizzle. Be patient. Enjoy the ride.”
(The above was taken from, The Magic of the Scented
Flowers (ASAT Press)
And, oh may, are the black dogs of the weaver-woman at play in our world today!
We’re in the midst of turbulent times. The black dogs are wildly going about their destructive frenzy, and the Weaver Woman is busily weaving a tapestry more radiant and majestic than before. The old world is loudly tearing apart; the new is silently emerging.
No, the world to come is not some long-ago place longed for by those who yearn for a time that never was, nor is it a place yearned for by those who seek some socialist utopia that never was and never will be; it’s a virgin future never before experienced. We don’t know what this future will be, but we can hear its whispers and sense its presence if we slow down enough the listen and observe.
People are screaming at one another, blame is being tossed about like confetti, and anger and violence are the workings of the black dogs of the times we're in. But, now is the time of ebbing (pause), not the time of flowing (action). Now is not the time to get caught up in the whirlwind and the frenzy; now is the time to slow down, pause, reflect, go within, and clean house - a message from Covid-19.
Black lives matter; all lives matter, but more so, you matter. You’ve waited lifetimes to experience, and to heal this time your living; this is your time, make it count. The world needs magicians such as you; it’s time to get in the game. Go within: heal, love, dream, and work your magic. You’re being called now to do so. You matter enough to do so.
Go within to the parts of you who echo the worlds frenzy and the wailings. Go within and love them, nurture them, and remind them that they matter.
Heal and love the parts of you who are feeling lost, confused, and panicked. Let them hear your comforting voice of reassurance and caring.
Now is the time for dreaming, not the nightmare dreams of a world gone mad, but dreams of hope and Light and sanity.
And work your magic of love and vision, and work your magic of patience and forgiveness.
The black dogs are busily shredding the fabric of the past while the Weaver Woman weaves her radiant and glorious tapestry of the virgin world now emerging. Observe her as she works her magic, and add your artistry and dreams to the crafting.
You’re here to matter;
it’s time to put your mattering into play.
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