Month: March 2013

Happy St. Paddy’s Day!

This morning I woke to a gentle kiss from Tad and in my mid morning coma, heard him wish us a  “Happy St. Paddy’s Day,”.

Tad left this morning for California, to roll out the training program he has been working on for over a year.  This program is designed for upper management, creating policies and procedures  that are truly more efficient and effective.  It is an exciting time and I am very proud of all his hard work.

When Sawyer and I got up to start the day with the sun, I got to thinking about St. Patrick’s day.  Sawyer asked me why he needed to wear green and I told him because it was St. Patrick’s day.  Well, I realized all I really knew about St.Patrick’s day was that it gave the go ahead to drink, be merry, act stupid, feel silly and maybe attend a few parades.   With all that being said, I have celebrated many St. Paddy’s day and have many memories to enjoy for a lifetime.  One in particular was a face painted that didn’t wash off for a full day after the celebrating…oops!  But I asked myself, what was I celebrating and why??  Not that you have to understand everything, but we celebrate an official day for a man I know nothing about, other than he was Irish and preached at bars.

One of the things I have taken notice of over the past year, is that we ALL do a lot of things because we have been taught, told, or follow our way into a belief.  When you stop and think about it, we probably do many things in our everyday life out of habit.  Practicing without a certain level of consciousness and just moving about our day.

With 10 minutes of research on St. Patrick, I found that there are many legends about this man.  However, there were some facts that were consistent in the research.

St. Patrick was born over 1600 centuries ago and was brought up with very little religious influence.  I was surprised as he was born from a high standing Roman family, with many family members part of the local clergy.

He was taken prisoner and sold into slavery to a man in Dalriada, Ireland to tend sheep.  His master was a high priest of a Druid group which is part of a pagan sect.  Therefore, he learned much of the religion that most Irish practiced.

One night he had a vision of pagan children reaching their hands toward him and from that night on he had many dreams/visions of escape and freedom.  It is written that a voice inside him (his intuition connected to source) guided him to England where he embraced his freedom and was reunited with his family.  From there he went to Auxerre, France to study Christianity under the guidance of St. Germain.  Pope Celestine consecrated Patrick a Saint Bishop of the Irish.  He told many that he was going to convert the Irish people to Christianity.  With this intention in hand, he set off to Ireland on his mission.  When he was met with much resistance he realized that he was going to have to compassionately, balance these beliefs as there are many similarities.  He was the creator of the celtic cross, combining the symbol of paganism to the cross of Jesus.

During my short amount of research, I learned that he was a man who was convinced of his beliefs and wanted others to follow his way.  As much of the information of his life has been lost or changed, he lived in a time where much threat and war centered the Christian faith.  I am not sure what Saint Patrick’s intentions really were and how could I?  I would not trust a few pieces of old literature from the internet to define a man’s purpose.  But the wisdom I took from what I found in concrete, was that he wanted to spread his beliefs while encouraging many Irish to embrace both ways.

Much of the Pagan history is amazing and is still practiced today.  However, this belief is oftentimes misunderstood and threatens many who believe it mocks their belief system.  There are many Christian Pagans, Buddhist pagans, and the list goes.  It is when we listen and learn, we understand that this is not a devil lead faith.  Paganism is a faith that honors God and the world he created.  This link will give you a better idea as to what St. Patrick succeeded –   http://thepaganchurchoftherisingsun.org/

This all leads me back to the idea that many of us are walking through life without truly understanding our system of beliefs. We spend so much time defending our beliefs like an iron thrown, that we lose the heart of the belief.  Sharing beliefs, like St. Patrick, and respecting others unites instead of divides.  Watch one session of congress and you can feel the negative energy right through the T.V.  The angry faces mistaken for passion, the one way attitude and ego, which has not served any of us.

Today is a great day no matter where you are to soften inward and embrace your beliefs as they have led you on your current journey.  However, to move forward it is important to continue to peel back layers to  the truth (awakening).  This includes having compassion, love, and forgiveness.  It is most always the most consistent message – Love is all, God is love.  Let go and let God.

So take a moment today to just set yourself free from all beliefs.  Forgive yourself and others for experiences that lead into battle, and make an affirmation that you will respect all beliefs.  Opening the door for opportunity to learn and embrace the wisdom that others have to offer.  Let this be a day of celebrating beliefs, embracing your own, and others in love.

Swami Sivananda’s Advice in starting this process is:

  • The best thing to give  your enemy is forgiveness.
  •  an opponent, tolerance; a friend, your heart.
  • to your child a good example; to your father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud while adding to your self, respect;
  • and to all men, charity.

This is good advice to soften the walls of belief, knowing they are yours to soften.

Happy St. Patricks day!

Blessings,

Holly P

 

 

 

 

Reflection

Your will is one step toward a victory, but your soul “is” the victory.

 

I have taken some time from writing the blog as I have spent a lot of time writing and reflecting on the past year and a half.  Writing this book is taking me through the forests, to the land where the grass grows, and back through the seas.  I have been humbled and learned so much that the writing at many stages has been easy.  However, the difficult times are always the times of realizing loss and how much fear took control and still may even when you didn’t think that was the case.  As I am coming through full circle, I feel ready to move forward through a rebirth.  My life is now very different and I thank god every day.   Within each breath I am grateful for all the learning and I look forward to the many lessons this journey will continue to introduce.  I have felt that teeter between the spirits and mind/body and I believe it is a very fine line.  So in many cases I have just listened and been guided to books, to ideas, to ideals.  Living whole has been a goal that I didn’t know I had.  It requires much attention and practice, but you release what is not serving you.  You embrace all the beauty of oneness and love.  I have done this over past months and I am now putting them into action as I didn’t fully understand how to move forward previously.

Overall I have learned through others sharing, through watching, through acting, this is where it boils:

 

I have learned that listening is critical to understanding and forgiving.

The quiet and stillness of the mind comes with practice and patience.

I have learned that opinions/observations/and judgments are all very different.  Opinions bring us into something that may not be ours to know.  Observations are educational and in the right state of mind are kind as they kick off everything, but truth.

Judgements may be necessary in certain situations in order to make peace or to move forward, but if this is your greatest tool, then you too are a fool.

I believe everyone has the right to their own beliefs and they should be lovingly received.  If you listen closely you may realize that your beliefs are not too far apart.

I could keep listing all the lessons, which I have graciously embraced during dark nights and sunny days.  Many while sharing in the writing of the loveolution, but I will just share one last important ideal: Love is the bottom line.  All of the buzzing around you, all the temptations, and all fears can easily be squashed with love.  Love is a temple climber, a rainy shower, and the best idea God ever had.  It brings us all close and understanding of each other, sharing in each others experiences without judgment or jumping to share yours.  Love is a blessing and I am so thankful that I have got that.

Love is so many things that again listing them all would take up this whole blog, but I feel I want to name a few.

Love is realizing that life goes on around you and that others need love too.  It isn’t a tit for tat, but it is a delicate balance that keeps relationships healthy.  Love is the passion you feel in a hug.  Love is knowing that you need to step back.   Love is forgiveness and kindness wrapped in the best Christmas present you have ever received.

There are many things that Love is not, but that is for each one of us to decide.  But when you take a deep breath, reaching  the bottom of that breath, before it is released, opens the doorway to your love window and wisdom.

 

I can’t wait to share this story of the loveolution with you.  I am halfway through and plan to be done in the upcoming months.  I hope to celebrate this summer with an amazing journey and overall health and love.

One last piece on love.  I am learning that in order to understand and feel true love you must love everyone the same.  In this understanding you truly love yourself.  It is difficult to love those that have hurt others, committed crimes, stole, broke hearts, but we MUST love everyone the same.  I am not there yet, but I hope that as the walls fall one at a time that I will be able to understand this and fully embrace it.  When I think of this it feels so good, but putting it in action is much harder.  So now I pray for this.

I know that I love Tad, Sawyer, My mom,dad, and brothers more than anything in the world.  If it weren’t for them this story may be very different as the outcome.  I have learned much from them as I watched them love me to health.  There are no words of thanks because there aren’t enough words or enough blogs to share this.  However, the love I have in my heart is infinite….”to the moon and back”

 

May we all love each other through these crazy and exciting times.

 

Love and light,

 

Holly