It’s not what you think. Or maybe it is, if you know me at all. There will be no whips and chains. No domination here. I can’t even promise you that it’ll be even slightly kinky. I’d say sorry if I thought I would mean it, but you’ll just have to get your fetish fix somewhere else.
So, when last we talked, I was meditating, wondering about a certain question as to how my dog reflects my life.
Some have asked, so I will answer here the question of the “voices”. I don’t really hear voices, or a voice or anything like that when I meditate. It’s more like I get an impression of a conversation. Ok, maybe that’s not entirely true. Once, after a yoga class, while lying in Savasana, I heard something, or someone, call my name, and a conversation ensued. That was wonderfully strange, but that was the one and only time.
I’m sure Jung or Siggy and many others would just tell me that all of this is a way for my subconscious mind to communicate with me in a way that I can consciously understand. Sure, that will work too.
So, the “voices” are really just feelings that get transmuted into words my brain can grasp and use.
So, here I am lying in a Savasana pose to ask this question of how Molly, the wonder mutt, is reflecting my life. The answer was clear and definitive.
“You need to roll over on your back and submit.”
Kinky, Spirit. Thanks.
I was introduced by one of my readers (who is clearly just a friend in waiting!) to a blogger named Jayson Gaddis that writes for a site called RecoveringYogi.com. The post that was forwarded to me was brilliant, and it’s title was equally so: I’m way more spiritual than you are, like way more. I’m not going to give it to you, you’ll have to read for yourself.
Although, this wasn’t really his aim, Jayson’s post was right on for me in reiterating the fact that I need to roll over and submit. I don’t have all the answers, and, more importantly, I don’t have to. There is no be-all and end-all to this. My way works for me, Jayson’s way works for him, your way works for you, and so on, but none of us is exclusively “right” in our approach, beliefs, methods or studies. If it works, it works.
Like Jayson admits in his post, I too have felt the urge to let people know that maybe they were just a little misguided in their approach to spirituality, or I just want them to see things the way I do, you know, the right way. (Huh? and/or Really? Who the hell am I?) But like the “new woman” in my life is fond of saying, “Everyone here is doing the best they can with the knowledge they currently have.”
I like the Recovering Yogi site because they are a bunch of people who are calling out the Spiritual-ites on their bullshit. They are the self-proclaimed disenfranchised spiritualists, even though they may loathe and/or abhor that word “spiritualists”. I’ve done enough poking around on their site the last few days, and I’d like to think that they would agree with me on this next part.
Here is the major problem of religion and spiritual movements: Every structure runs the risk of being corrupted because it’s inherent in the design. What’s wonderfully refreshing about this group of people at Recovering Yogi, is that they’re not afraid to call out the hypocrisy. But there is more to it all than just the naming of hypocrites for me.
Reading stories like Jayson’s and in many conversations with friends, I believe this is a pattern, a step on the evolutionary staircase of spiritual transformation. I think that becoming “enlightened”, or “aware”, or whatever other buzzword you want to put on it, carries with it a new set of obstacles, a new dynamic in which hubris can now play. Where we didn’t “see” before we became “aware”, we now have to learn to “see” inside of that new-found awareness. Like waking up from a dream within a dream, if you will.
I have much more to say on this subject, but I know I’ll lose you if I write a book in one post, so we’ll just continue a little later if that’s ok. I think I need a nap right now. I’m not even sure if this all makes sense. All this spiritual vetting has worn me out.
Spiritual Satori 