An almost ending...

The things that wake you up

It is so easy to live in fear and close ourselves off from the world. Sure the world is a messy place and we don't get out alive. Should we reject this? How can we reject the natural order of life? Singing over the bones means finding our "wild woman" deep inside, it means singing over the dead things and bringing them into life. It means owning up to our true, wild, beautiful, big, taking up spaceness as a woman and as a person. "A healthy woman is much like a wolf: Robust, loyal, roving. Yet, separation from this wildish nature causes a woman's personality to become meager, thin, ghostly, spectral." (Women who run with the wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes, PhD) To live life courageously and lovingly, facing what is the scariness is what feeds the wolf woman and kills the meek in her. I could have died that day but I didn't. No I lived and smiled all the rest of that day because I was alive, alive, alive. Life and death are not separate, I met with death that day. Death is part of life and life is part of death. Embracing death, embracing the unknown is becoming one with it and therefore destroying it. When you become one with the scariness, the unknown that you are fearful of, you conquer fear and merge with everything and you become/have always been, everything. Once you are everything and see yourself in everything, helping someone else is like helping yourself. Social Work, volunteering, loving people, giving of yourself, becomes like drinking water and both your thirst and your neighbors is quenched. Life is so rich, wonderful and mysterious. This video is a reminder of my brush with death and the mark it left.
 
“The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.”

Alan Watts

Namaste,

Danielle