USA on Labor Day

#sockittome
#USALaborDay
#anotherartshotofasockonarock

Soapy soap

Life is a soap opera, but there's nothing clean about it.

#soapopera

#squeakyclean

#soaponarope

De-Labor Day

Not to be-labor the point or anything, just wanted to lay a little "un-labor" day idea on you. 

Last week I taught an unlabor day class  to de-labor the result of our lives from the beginning of the year, or however far back you wanted to go. To melt the effects of hard work? Not really. That would be to undo the fruits of our labor. Stop working hard? Not really. That would mean we wouldn't ever grow. I'm talking about melting our attachment to struggle as a way of life. 

We face challenges, but do we have to struggle? Fight? Kick and scream? Maybe. And if so, at least have fun and enjoy the process. If not enjoy it, then accept it, get through it, stop making it personal, and grow- bust on through to the other side! Then it's not about "labor" as in workin for the man, etc... It's more about "labor" - birthing a creation. 

So de-labor from the struggle and perceived poor me gloom and doom (unless it's fun, and for some it might be- no judgements here!) and birth the baby of your big S Self. Hmmm. So I guess we are back embracing Labor Day. So be labor it then! Be the labor that we are and give birth to our Selves! 

And I don't think they give epidurals for this one. Which is why reframing, hence unlabor ing, is so important. 

#epiduralforlife

#laborday

#changethefaceoflaborday

#whenIseeitdifferently,lifedoesn'tsuck

The Good Gardener

Weeding the garden. Weeding through old papers. Weeding out closets.

What do weeds do? They just keep coming. That is the nature of a weed. Despite all odds and all the bad vibes, they grow in the face of adversity. We talk to our plants to make them grow. We swear at our weeds and they grow anyway.

What are these weeds that just keep coming?

These weeds are our habits and attachments, either unconscious or conscious, that keep coming up through the soil of our lives. The seeds of weeds run deep, and they are hard to burn. They are so ingrained in us, that in spite of all odds, they grow without care. Perhaps they grow because of lack of care. They keep coming unless we pay attention. And that is one of the first steps towards breaking an attachment or habit.

In order to overcome these weeds, we need more shakti, or power, or desire, or motivation, or hangin' chops than they have. We have to be more consistent, more "on it" than they are. We have to stay on it until they become manageable, and then eventually, the garden is easier to maintain. And yes, at some point, we have to get our hands dirty.

But the result is well worth it.

#gardeningtips

#roundupworks

#getyourhandsdirty

#weeds

On a clear day...

On a clear day you can see forever. You can also see forever on a cloudy day. It just looks different. 

#onaclearday

#seeforeverfromhere

#gpsisworkingjustfine

#returntoforever

Light

When it comes down to it, we are all light. And all light is not the same. Yesterday morning when I got up, the light was exquisite. There was some "It Factor" about it. The light at high noon - completely different qualities. Painters, photographers, lighting designers, poets, architects, and many more build entire careers or artistic stamps around use of light. Even household light. What bulbs do we prefer? Soft? Bright? Yellow? Blue? Black? Full spectrum? The list is virtually infinite.

And we all seek the light. At some point we want to come out of the dark. We want to wake up and experience the light of whatever our day brings. (Even for the night shift). 

We all seek the light. The Light. The Truth. The is no one light, and there is enough light and as many varieties as we need to go around. So why do we hang up on making some lights better than others? It is because of the variety we have infinite combinations, infinite possibilities, infinite creations. 

We seek the light the resonates with each of us. We seek the light so we can see and know ourselves. We are looking for our own light. We want to Know who we are and remember. And we know it when we see it. And we recognize the light of who we really are.

So, lighten up! You are the light that you seek. So what's the problem? Are you not already here?

#blindedbythelight

#lightenup

#maninthemirror

#thelightsareon

Wake up

Open your eyes. Really open them. As if you were really awake like you've never been awake before. Act like you Know. Sense. Feel.  All. Or at least more than you did before. 

Did it work? 

#actasif

#fakeittilyoumakeit

#simplesolutions

Birth Day

We all had one, so we all have one. And in a way, we have many of them. Every day is a birth. Every moment we evolve, we start over with new information. Our world view changes. We push ourselves out of confinement. We push through walls of limitation. We experience more. We also dare to leave what is safe and comfortable - the quiet and solitude of a womb-like environment, for the bright lights of the outer world. We leave what is safe behind because we can't stay in there forever. We might as well decide to emerge, because if we wait too long, someone will come and get us, and we miss the opportunity to say "yeah, I did that. I made that decision to grow." Regardless whether we push through prematurely, wait until the last moment, or we get pulled out kicking and screaming. It is inevitable. Change. The opportunity to find more freedom. The chance to move beyond perceived limitations. The chance to let go, break through, and breathe air. 

Pretty amazing that one moment we breathe liquid and the next moment we breathe air. Remember that if you ever doubt the miracle of you. If the weight of the physical world gets too overwhelming, and you feel like you might be drowning in stuff, remember that you were so able to adapt, you breathed air and lived. So you can also breathe under water of your physical life lessons. You can breathe anywhere.

Happy Birth Day O miraculous One! Embrace your Self. And great job for adapting, changing, growing, challenging, accepting, transforming yourself. What else can we do but that? 

And thank you mom, for the temporary housing. It was great, but it was time for me to get my own place...

#breathe

#airbreather

#breathingunderwater

#ididit!