Posts Tagged ‘Transmutation’

Kintsukuroi: Broken Places are Golden

Thanks to Jamie for this beautiful post! I especially love Wu Wei, since Wu Wei Zi is “Schizandra,” the main character of my novel, who acts in such a manner. Also, painting discarded, old doors into powerfully intentioned and coded portals is my favorite form of art to practice. Thanks to Tania Marie for bringing this blog to my attention.

Sophia's Children

A piece of pottery that broke, was repaired with gold, and is now Kintsukoroi. Do you see the Rune symbol?(Image shared on a Kintsukoroi post on Camiimac.) A piece of pottery that broke, was repaired with gold, and is now Kintsukuroi. Can you see the Rune symbol? (Image shared on a Kintsukoroi post on Camiimac.)

I admit, the sheer beauty of some of these words calls me to them and inspires me into their mysteries!

Kismet, Wabi SabiWu Wei (the art of non-doing), and Kintsukuroi, for example. Each has its own mystery, its own invitation to us.

Kintsukuroi, for its part, is the exquisite inclination to see the potential beauty in and then make art from the shards of something that’s broken.

As Leonard Cohen sang, “There is a crack … a crack in everything; that’s how the light shines through.”

Those working the magic of Kintsukoroi piece things back together, using precious metals like gold, silver, and I’d suggest copper, because it’s beautiful.

Why do they do this? Why do…

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Fear or Flowers? Love in the Time of Transmutation

Pick a headline, any headline: WW3, worldwide famine, corporations poisoning all waters, Civil War, global financial collapse, global warming, global Ice Age, “mutually assured destruction” … you name it, we’ve got it. The question is, what do we intend to do with it?

I recently posted at the end of a gardening article: I truly believe all the challenges facing our world today offer opportunities to return to our Divine connection, spiritual tools and natural abilities. Faery tales — great repositories of truth — describe so many situations in which people with pure hearts receive even the most impossible gifts. People say with scorn, “Oh, that’s just a fairy tale, a myth,” in order to dismiss something as ridiculous. I could not disagree more. Our weakness, disconnection and “need” to struggle are the biggest lies ever told. Faery tales, folklore, ballads, and myths — real ones, not Disney — give us clues and wisdom for a return to more magical lives.

If you want to fill your imagination and creative capacity with disastrous details, symbols and images, then plenty of websites, newspapers and media options will help you do just that. If you want to distract yourself while remaining unconsciously committed to the slaughterhouse path, plenty of “reality” TV shows, smart phone app’s, fashion catalogs and gossip rags will help you do just that.

But what if you want to transmute the negativity into something positive? What if you want to imagine something preferable and supercharge your imaginings into form? I wrote an email to a friend this morning with the title “globally curious.” That email included the following excerpt:

I keep seeing this since 2013, but much more so in the past month — service to self and defiantly ignorant or defiantly abusive people are being given a chance to recognize what they’re doing and to choose to correct the mistake in this moment, with no consequences so long as they truly shift. It’s like the universe is saying, “It’s decision time. Are you SURE you want to go down that path? Are you SURE, because this decision really matters.” As in, the decision creates matter.

It always reminds me of the Hopi Prophecy that every living being will be given a choice before the Red Star Kachina, the purifier, comes. Of all the prophecies, that one seems most to be playing out right now. Those who return to the old ways will find Gaia magically transformed through great chaos, but they will be untouched by the chaos themselves. I just feel this happening, and I see it with clients, stories about their relationships, observe online at [various] sites, and even my David has witnessed some absurdly obvious versions of this at work. El Mundo Malo or El Mundo Bueno.

Which do you choose?

Here in Goshen, while we face an uncharacteristically brutal winter, we’ve got unexpected flowers inside. You can see them reaching towards the outside world — offering glimpses of color and beauty in an otherwise white, grey and frozen land:

flowering geraniums

Inside the curtains, we see lush green foliage and just the hint of those red flowers shining possibility to a barren world. We know the flowers exist, so those outside our faery haven receive even more brilliant flashes to remind them of what’s possible. Does anyone from the nearby apartments ever open their blinds to see those flowers? I don’t know, but for now … in the bleakest winter … those flowers will remain in that window offering an alternative:

geraniums

I saw this video on Rumor Mill News the other night, and I loved the video, as well as the comments, included below. Fear or Flowers? Love in the Time of Transmutation. All is possible when we remember who we are and allow love to empower our creations:

“With all the talk of war now, this post is very appropriate. Let’s remember who we are folks, we are all one.

~Jordon”

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Strangers Are Just Friends Who Haven’t Met Yet

“Touching Strangers, it’s the monograph taken by photographer Richard Renaldi (renaldi.com) that is slated to be released by the Aperture Foundation in Spring of 2014. In creating this work of art, Richard roamed the streets of New York City in search of random strangers that he would publicly bring together for intimate photos. As odd as this may sound, some of the end results revealed in this news story may truly amaze you… ”

“Many of you may have been already familiar with this news story or the work of Richard Renaldi as the video has been circulating the internet for over half a year now. I wanted to quickly share it now to share what parts of it truly stood out for me.

“In this world, especially I find in North America, so many of us have become so accustomed to becoming lost in our own world. We walk the streets of busy downtown cores or suburban shopping malls and we choose to isolate ourselves to our electronic devices or even more prominently the perpetual rush – the walk where any form of eye contact with a stranger is unwanted and desperately avoided. What I loved the most about the work of Richard Renaldi was that with each set of strangers that he brought together he directly challenged what so many of us define as comfortable. Even though many verbal and body cues initially showed a level of discomfort and/or nervousness for many involved, this not only quickly faded but never seemed to impact the genuineness of the captured picture.

“For me, this reminded me of the incredible interconnectedness that we all share with one another on the planet. I truly believe that as different as we may be, we all carry within us the ability to connect and be comfortable with even the most intimidating of “strangers.” Be sure to check out and stay posted to Richard’s website for more information on Touching Strangers once it is released. In the meantime be sure to share the video, which the news reporter summed up perfectly when he said,

…He shows us humanity as it could be, as most of us wish it would be, and as it was at least for this one fleeting moment in time. [Source]”

Another reader submitted this comment, with subject line, “This is so cool!”

“Hi, everyone, this is where we are actually going. I’ve been living in a neighborhood for over 3 years and have only met three people in the neighborhood. My next door neighbor and I share lawn mowing and snow duties. My other next door neighbor is rarely seen and even though I have cleared snow from his walk, in three years he has never done mine.

“This is the America most of experience in these times. If the SHTF tomorrow, we will either turn to each other or run the risk of perishing alone in our homes when the guy next door has a hydroponic farm in his basement that would feed everyone on the block. Get my drift?

“We have to travel in this direction (of making new friends often) even while recognizing that we are living the way the cabal have designed for us. And that should make us angry. Angry enough to shake hands with a stranger?

“Best regards, everyone
CapnGriff”

I know this world looks bleak to the logical mind, but what about to the human heart? What about to the artist’s inner eye? What about the potential for love and beauty? I had a dream the other week, and at the very end of the dream, someone handed me a lotus blossoming from the mud. As I accepted this lotus into my own hands the alarm beeped, anchoring that vision in my imagination. When I opened my eyes, I saw a pink rectangle of light hovering above my crystals — with no external source of that light. It lasted only a moment, but again, that rosy rectangle has anchored itself in my imagination as a window into a rosier world.

As Jon Rappoport reminds us:

“Many wonderful things can be done with logic. Don’t leave home without it. Don’t analyze information without it.

“But art and imagination are of another universe(s). They can deploy logic, but they can also invent in any direction without limit, and they can embrace contradiction. They can build worlds in which space and time and energy are quite different.

“Magic is nothing more and nothing less than imagination superseding this universe. Magic occurs when imagination takes this reality for a ride.”

El Mundo Bueno

In Starhawk’s novel, The Fifth Sacred Thing, two vastly different worlds vie for control. In mundane terms: a utopian, earth-loving, community-oriented, individual honoring society that values freedom and the sacred fights for survival against corporate fascism, religious, financial, and soul oppression, hypocrisy, and the Police State — a culture’s unprocessed Shadow Side made manifest.

In magical realist terms:

“Doña Elena used to say that there was the Good Reality, El Mundo Bueno, literally the Good World, and the Bad Reality, El Mundo Malo, and they were always vying with each other. In the Good Reality you have a mild headache; in the Bad Reality you have a fatal brain disease. In the Good Reality, you catch hold of the rail as your foot slips; in the Bad Reality, you miss, slide down the stairs, and break your neck.

“We walk in the Good Reality as if we were treading the thin skin on warm milk. It’s always possible to break through and drown. …

“There is a hopeful side to Doña Elena’s teaching. … Even in El Mundo Malo, the Good Reality is always just on the other side of the surface of things. If you can learn to reach and pull yourself through, you can make miracles.” (Starhawk, The Fifth Sacred Thing, page 44)

When I first read these words, I immediately recognized their profound truth. I have witnessed this dynamic so many times during Medical Intuitive sessions when someone inquires about an intense physical issue that could go either way. In these cases, I explain that the outcome is not set: on one hand, those tumors could reveal themselves as stage 3 cancer and the person uses this illness as a rapid and socially acceptable way to “check out” of the misery they’ve been feeling without the stigma of suicide; on the other hand, the person could reach across the veil and reclaim all the reasons they want to live, all the goodness that longs to express itself through them. If they reach across that veil and pull themselves into the goodness, align themselves with that alternate reality, then the test will show those tumors to be benign or even non-existent.

I have many confidential stories of tumors mysteriously dissolving or morphing between initial diagnosis and surgery. I have witnessed even more situations in which a person swims around El Mundo Malo for many months (or years) of chemotherapy — or other intense “treatments” for things like cancer, Lyme Disease, brain injury, Fibromyalgia, extreme Dark Nights of the Soul — until one moment, they finally say and command from the depths of their being: “Enough is enough!” Then, miraculously, they lift themselves through to El Mundo Bueno, and life becomes as inversely wonderful and magical as it was horrific and cursed before.

In The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran describes it thus:

“Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”

We live in a world of extreme — and intensifying — contrasts. In addition to deeply personal conversations with clients all over the world, I scan so many article headlines and blog comments, and it always strikes me how vastly differently people experience the same circumstances or the same locale. Though tempting to figure out “what’s true” or “who’s a disinformation agent,” my observations show that we live in a Both/And Universe. El Mundo Bueno and El Mundo Malo exist simultaneously, and we summon them by honoring or rejecting the sacred — in ourselves, in others and in the “world” at large. Every time we calm ourselves and remember (re-member … give new form and vessel to) the sacredness of Air, of Fire, of Water, of Earth and of Spirit, we pull ourselves back into the Good Reality.

Here’s the catch, though: the sacred invokes and demands a sense of awe. When we approach sacred things with glib, surface platitudes, we begin our slip into the Bad Reality. Most people don’t notice right away. Things just gradually start feeling “off” until, seemingly “out of nowhere” they become unbearable. This is why the Hopi prophecies say, “All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.” For when we trivialize life, we forget ourselves and our sacred connection to El Mundo Bueno. We abdicate our power to change our world when we slap happy faces, denial and pretend transformation upon soul wrenching or scary things. When we ignore our Shadow Side, we have not “transcended” it. The Shadow, too, is sacred. In fact, seeking and finding the sacred within the dark offers one of the fastest trains out of the Bad Reality.

In his highly recommended book, The Sphere of Art, R.J. Stewart offers a specific practice to transmute what he calls the sub-lunar world of everyday life by allowing it to cling like a shell to a sacred sphere that extends above and below wherever we are. The sphere itself begins as a void that then allows stellar and Earthlight healing to purify and heal everything it touches. Through regular practice, the inner truly does transmute the outer. I’ve only read half of this book so far, but through it I discovered the why’s and mechanics behind many of the things I intuitively find myself doing just prior to some positive external shift. Those interested in Faery Healing and Earth Healing will appreciate all of his books, in particular, Earthlight and Power Within the Land. This article by Jessica Montgomery also suggests ways to bring more sacred ritual into your life.

I write a lot about transmuting so-called negative things, because I know that we can. To sit idly by and just watch or ignore the desecration of our world when we have the power to change it seems to me the surest and most deserving slip into El Mundo Malo. Pointing out the darkness is not enough; neither does minimizing the challenge resolve that challenge. Recognizing fear, mouthing or typing “One Love” and then shouting or scurrying away won’t do it either. Transmutation involves taking it all inside ourselves, burning the dross in the fire of Unconditional Love and then allowing that change to pour forth from us into the so-called real world. “Faith without works is dead.” But so are works without faith. By “faith,” I don’t mean your particular religious belief, but rather a way of life — an intimate call and response relationship with the entire Universe.

Every tradition and non-tradition offers a mystical path and, contrary to popular belief, the mystic does not run from the painful or ugly:

“I will soothe you and heal you,
I will bring you roses.
I too have been covered with thorns.” ~Rumi

The mystic recognizes both the power and the play of paradox. What the intellect and words can’t express — even in this article — the soul well knows. As Christopher Hitchens says, “At a certain point talk about ‘essence’ and ‘oneness’ and the universal becomes more tautological than inquisitive.” However, you will know you’re approaching essence and oneness when you begin to feel them working through you. It’s not all about left-brain-verified results, but a true spiritual transformation naturally wants to flow forth. If you find yourself talking of “oneness” and “essence” but not directly interacting with the Universe, then you will find El Mundo Bueno more easily by offering random acts of kindness than by continuing to offer lip service to what you do not really feel.

“At this time in
history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves. For
the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.

“The time of the one wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Banish the word ‘struggle’ from your attitude and your vocabulary. All
that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.

“We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.” ~Hopi Prophecy

“But does this stuff work?!” you ask.

I have reason to believe that it does. I hear daily from people all over the world — some of whom live their lives in a sacred manner and celebration … and others of whom have forgotten to do so. The ones embracing the sacred continue to live in El Mundo Bueno, no matter what the rest of the world presents around them. We each must choose, even the plants and animals. That point of decision does not always come easily, but it does come.

Just this week, I’ve heard from three different people who had despaired of life that life presented an “opportunity” for death. Each person knew that they could accept a set of circumstances that would very quickly manifest all the passive suicidal ideation they’d toyed with over the years. Each person felt the profound significance of that moment, and these three felt waves of grief followed by a glimpse into the Good Reality. “I want to live!” “I have so much more to offer.” “I’m going to allow this joy to flow through me.” In each case, something shifted, not only inside themselves but “in reality,” as well.

In the non-confidential realm, I can share that my sweet, faery friend Tania Marie saw ten more healthy starfish in the Southern California waters. Others regularly see an epidemic of “melted” starfish, but in Tania’s world, they thrive:

Starfish

I can share this blog comment: “Oh and Laura, chemtrails have been completely absent for the last 5 days, at least over my area of Minnesota. Thursday and Friday last week were bright and cold and sunny. Saturday was a normally winter-gray day with some flurries. Sunday and Monday (today) were bright and clear from sunup to sundown. Not a plane or a trail to be seen. Interesting. A friend from Maine tells me she saw a northern loon swimming in the fjords there, months ahead of schedule, and you had a comment from a beekeeper that the queen bees are unusually active for this time of year. Has something shifted…? I’m going to keep observing.”

I have permission to share this email:

“LONG story short… I made some comments on Sandra Walter’s fb post about the importance of birds (particularly geese, as they were the initial topic) in the Ascension process… as an exclamation point on what I was just saying and validation from the Nature Realms that I was correct in what I had been saying a few flocks of geese began to fly into the farm at dusk (about an hour later). Thought they were Canadas; we have had a lot of those this year. They turned out to be Greater White-fronted Geese! And like so many of the other birds that I have had here on my 5D farm/sanctuary — they aren’t “supposed” to be here! They are rarely seen east of the Mississippi river. 🙂 Love when that happens! And they winter very far south of here on the western side of the river. So cool!

“An hour after I talk of this… geese appear… and not just geese, but rare geese for this area… and they are flocking in… wow.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, All!!!!

“So many people are having these encounters!!! I AM filled with awe at this. Love it! Looking forward to your post!! Blessings on many levels!!!! j

P.S. No toxic snow here either. :-)”

I can also share from my own experience that not only does our snow melt normally, with no black and no chemical smell, but it is some of the most beautiful snow I have ever experienced. This past weekend, on our way to David’s parents’ house, everything sparkled in a way I’ve never seen before except in my imagination. It looked like faery snow, twinkling to such a degree that by the time we reached the house, I could not contain my joy.

I know from reading blogs, from emails, sessions and world news that many people felt this past week as horrifically intense. We are where we are, and there’s no shame in finding yourself in El Mundo Malo. I just want to share that some people are transmuting their reality in powerful ways. When I mention this on other blogs to counteract the doom and gloom, I often get the blog equivalent of a blank stare, so I offer it here. El Mundo Bueno requires focus and a sacred attention to detail, but it is possible. Not just possible: real.

““Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’

“‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.

“‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’

“‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’

“‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

― Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

Some Quick Reminders

1. The sham of the two-party political system isn’t conspiracy theory. The Bankers Manifesto of 1892 is an actual document and a brilliantly devious piece of work that still largely determines American (and by military extension, World) policy.

2. You have within you the capability to transcend whatever limitations you currently feel as restrictions. The fact that situations feel too tight and too oppressive is a sign that you have already outgrown them in their current form. New sizes, styles and solutions exist.

3. “Insights from myth, dreams, and intuitions, from glimpses of an invisible reality, and from perennial human wisdom provide us with hints and guesses about the meaning of life and what we are here for. Prayer, observance, discipline, thought and action are the means through which we grow and find meaning.” ~Jean Shinoda Bolen

4. “Man’s mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions.” ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

5. “To dare is to lose one’s footing momentarily. Not to dare is to lose oneself.” ~Soren Kierkegaard

6. “The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.” ~Henry David Thoreau

7. “I think everyone should be told they’re beautiful until they believe it.” – Unknown

You’re beautiful.
Keep living.
Keep loving.
Take heart.
Have courage.

Sure, the current “reality” is complete BS, but even BS eventually becomes compost, also known as “black gold,” the richest soil enhancer that makes things grow. We are the change, and that change is happening. Transcend fast and prosper! 🙂

Door Number 4: Four of Wands, aka “Karuna”

Happy Easter! I haven’t actually finished Door Number 4, but the front is done, so I thought I’d post before the holiday. This one features a version of the Rider-Waite Tarot card for the Four of Wands.

Four of Wands, aka “Karuna” door front by Laura Bruno

The Sanskrit spells out “Karuna,” which means “compassion” or “the end of all suffering.” My inspiration to include Karuna with this door was two-fold:

I went to a Good Friday service at the University of Chicago’s Rockefeller Chapel and felt drawn to go to the left side of the lying down Christ figurine. I’d been thinking of the Holy Grail all week, while wearing a moldavite pendant and saw at the service that the Christ was holding a chalice, which I had already planned for the lower panel. The word “Karuna” just popped into my head as a Sanskrit visual for the center of the door. On a personal note, my sister’s family recently got a puppy that they named Karuna. They call her “Rune” for short, though! This door is in part a welcome door for little Rune. 🙂

My Sister’s Dog, Karuna, aka “Rune”

The bottom quote is by Kahlil Gibran: “Trust in dreams for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.” I kept dreaming of “the 30th card in the Tarot” until I finally remembered from Tom’s reading in Schizandra and the Gates of Mu that the 30th card is the Four of Wands. The image worked for me with a few tweaks, as I had also been dreaming of some specific combinations of Runes that came together in the shape of the couple with their arms at those angles. LOL, very active dream life lately!

A note on colors: the Sanskrit and 9999 on top are written in gold. The fish (walleye) eyes are silver, as are the orbs on top of the wands, and the area surrounding the chalice. The flash makes the silver look white. Again, I must apologize for the BlackBerry photo quality. If you have a professional camera setup and live in Chicago, please contact me! 😉

Top Panel of Four of Wands Door by Laura Bruno

Bottom Panel Four of Wands Door by Laura Bruno

And … as a special treat … I have a before picture! This is what I started with. Well, it’s actually a heavily cleaned version of what I started with. Below is the back before priming it, and believe it or not, the front actually looked worse!

Before Photo Four of Wands Door

Perhaps you can see why I consider painting these doors, or portals, as part of an alchemy process. I might not be turning baser metals into gold, but some of these doors arrive in pretty grim shape! I like to think we can transmute ourselves and our reality into whatever beautiful things we can imagine.

Blessed Be.

Alchemy, Energy and Electronics

Reiki students often ask me about this phenomenon, and I’ve been blowing out a lot of things lately, so I thought I’d post on it. Why is it that people who do spiritual work or who channel a lot of spiritual energy have trouble with electronics? Watches break, fly off the wrist, or stop working; laptops fry; lights flicker; and/or phones disconnect. What’s up with that?

Well, the short answer is that everything is made of energy, including us, so when our energy fields expand, become disrupted, or imbalanced, we can inadvertantly send extra energy currents to things like computers, cars and streetlamps. Although it can happen any time to anyone, it seems to occur most often when someone activates or enhances a new aspect of his or her energy field. For example, Reiki students frequently report that streetlights turn on or off when they walk underneath them. It doesn’t happen forever, but seems to last as long as it takes for them to integrate the attunement that opens the energy channels in their hands and crown chakra.

In my own life, I know my laptops tend to die immediately before I publish a new book or receive some kind of major “download” of information. This happened when I moved to Santa Fe in October 2002 and when I started teaching Reiki on my own without Stephen in 2006. Then, on a different laptop it happened with my first ebook in 2008, and then again when I published If I Only Had a Brain Injury in paperback. In that case, I ended up getting a free new Motherboard from HP because my laptop had apparently been recalled. It just happened to short out right at the moment of publication both times.

When I released The Lazy Raw Foodist’s Guide, the same, resurrected laptop caught a trojan and died again, only to be re-resurrected by a computer guru. When I went to Mendocino last September, my laptop finally died for good (at least for me) the night before I discovered the Runes and language coding. I felt grateful in that case because I sensed that the laptop took the hit for me, instead of another brain injury or some other sort of mind warp that often accompanies a major shift in perspective.

I knew that I would never get that laptop working for me again. It was like my old laptop represented my old brain, and that brain was gone for good. No longer compatible with that Pavilion. So I replaced it. I did save it, though, feeling it might possibly work for someone else. Sure enough, I met someone in Evanston who needed a laptop and in the same hour I went through a major healing of some old things with my sister last week, that person managed to turn on my laptop for the first time in six months.

Since moving to Chicago, I’ve been blowing out a lot of things again. It seems like every week my energy expands, and the electronics around me are struggling a bit. So far so good on my new laptop. I have been very, very careful with it! But I’ve gone through two modems and a router from Comcast, plus three unexplained switch-off’s of my phone service, and two replacements of my BlackBerry Storm, just in the past three weeks. I will say this: Comcast and Verizon have been wonderful! I am now on very friendly terms with everyone in the Verizon store downtown, which just happens to be situated next to a great art supply store.

Isn’t all of this annoying and why can’t I control my energy??? Yes, I suppose some people would find it annoying. Maybe I should. But I don’t. I just know it means my energy’s expanding and that good things are on the way. That’s what always happens. Plus, I enjoy my trips downtown. Today, for example, I got an intuitive hit to go downtown, but I resisted, thinking I should stay home and blog and that I had no real reason for going downtown. Within moments, my BlackBerry completely died again. OK, I thought, I’ll go fix it tomorrow, but then I noticed I had no home phone service either. The double whammy always gets me to a Verizon store!

I ended up having a lovely day. I got off near the Art Institute and felt a little nudge that it was free on Tuesdays. That thought got me into the door. Well, it USED to be free on Tuesdays way back when, but the bookstore is always free, so I headed in there to explore. Museums tend to overwhelm me anyway. The bookstore was more my speed. While there, I found some great inspiration for a few new paintings and a super sale priced book on Alchemy and Mysticism. Feeling complete on that leg of the journey, I headed to Verizon where I received yet another free BlackBerry Storm, plus instructions on how to text message and how to take non-upside-down photos (I hope!) with my new BB. Then I found some great sale canvases and paints at the art supply store. Annoying? Not really. I’ve learned to embrace my failing electronics as nudges to focus my energy somewhere else.

Back to the other question: can’t I control it? And can others? That one’s a little trickier. In theory, yes, we can control our energy. The problem is that when it’s expanding or opening in new ways, we may not yet know how. Personally, I prefer to let the unfolding take place in as natural and unobstructed a manner as possible. I used to try to keep my energy folded in upon itself, but I found that only made the short circuiting worse, and it would take much longer to complete the process. I’ve noticed similar things with other people. If they resist or get frustrated with electronic mayhem, then it only increases their energy. Anger/frustration amps up your frenetic, uncontrolled energy!

If at all possible, I recommend people take a break from whatever’s going haywire. You may be trying to tell yourself you need seclusion (i.e. no phone communication or fewer emails), or perhaps a walk in nature. Rest assured, your new levels of energy will eventually rebalance themselves. And if not, there’s a message in that as well. Maybe you’re not meant to work a computer oriented job. Maybe your watch keeps breaking because you’ve become a slave to linear time. When energetic blips persist beyond a short transition, they usually portend a more permanent shift in the works. I know it’s hard to imagine in this world of iPods, iPhones, BlackBerries, tweetdecks and Droids, but there really is life beyond electronics. Embracing that life will help you to transmute your excess energy into something worthwhile.

As my friend Toni says, “use your power for good.” And I would add, “use it or lose it.” When you start blowing out electronics, recognize that as a sign of shift and enhancement. Then claim what’s yours and make the most of it!

Many blessings

Jaya Jagatambe

I’ve been feeling and drawing upon a lot of Kali/Durga energy lately. With Lake Michigan all choppy, I almost got blown in today by a giant gust of wind on my 102 pound frame. I’ve written on the destructive, transformative process of Kali before, but right now I’m celebrating the loving fruits of her power. For a translation of this chant, please click here. Jaya Jagatambe!