the drip // volume 00
sticky notes and rituals for your waking spirit
Hello and welcome to the first edition of the drip, a weekly newsletter sprinkled with words, visuals, and ear candy that’s been inspiring me recently, in no particular order or hierarchy.
My intention is for this space to be a repository of reminders of your potential for greatness, a container of rituals to help you realize your ability, an open line of questioning to help you drop deeper into yourself as the oracle.
We must both lean in and push back to move forward.
Lean in to the reality we are creating and push back against the beliefs that limit us from noticing our potential, realizing our strength, and expressing it through our creativity.
This is Life Force at play.
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△ B O D Y ▽ W O R S H I P △
Some may call it vanity but I See Love to the highest degree.
My body is a temple through which all portals are opened.
She is worthy of being seen, loved, felt, moved, heard, held, respected.
She teaches Reverence.
I am in devotion to her lessons.
My body is the throne I inhabit.
My life is an expression of Her brilliance.
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This is a loving act
Hear me:
you are everything
Let go of ghosts
Let go of restrictions
Let it be different
Let me into the center of it
What do I resist?
What feels impossibly sensuous?
Why do I pretend to feel pain?
It’s just a habit
a ghost
something that’s been
haunting me for ages
threads, ancient
beyond me
repeated
through lifetimes I never lived
A cycle
I break it,
creating new ways of
expressing my
loving
nature
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On change that feels impossible:
Memorizing a script is easy
Meeting the moment is the challenge of a lifetime
Taking a prescription may hide the symptoms temporarily…
But what happens when you notice them crop up again?
Do you fall back on a mental construct?
The metaphorical prescription can look like anything. It’s often a comfortable pattern. One so familiar and perhaps layered in labels to justify its presence despite your knowing that it’s blocking you from something.
Is it a coach? A certification? A way of eating? A dating situation? Overworking? Laziness? Underestimating yourself? Boundary issues? Telling yourself your weaknesses define you?
The list goes on and on. We can always find a way to make things more difficult - to fool ourselves into believing a challenge is insurmountable.
Look for the places you use an external source of validation to distract you from your need to face the unknown.
Your satisfaction, surprise, peace, contentment, delight, radical expression… lives on the other side of what you resist most. The challenge of meeting yourself, here, now, as you are.
The art of noticing allows you to alchemize pain into a pleasure beyond definition by opening pathways to disassociate pain from suffering. Pain is a necessary part of the learning process; it is the opposite pole of pleasure. We need both to calibrate to the center. Suffering happens when we classify pain as something we shouldn’t experience and disallow ourselves from embodying it. Therefore we become swollen with tender spots of undigested emotion.
According to Aleister Crowley, “Magick is the science and art of causing change to occur in conformity with the Will.”
In my experience, this translates with a bit more detail: Alchemy - magick - is the practice of loving awareness, non-attachment, and intentional creation. Noticing without clinging to fear and history and meaning. Allowing what is here to come into focus. Harnessing the energy. Noticing the frequency. Being the vibration. Expressing the intensity of lived sensation through the clarity of your transmission.
Experience is what it is.
Experience dissolves concepts.
Noticing what is eliminates the need for limiting narratives and allows language to become empowering.
Your ability to connect with and communicate through your experience is the only real agent of change.
A mental construct is nothing without a willing artist to express it.
You choose what you are illustrating.
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Rainer Maria Rilke on loving and living the questions
“I want to beg you, as much as I can, dear sir, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”
It’s easy to get wound up in the quest for definitive answers. The cultivation of this relationship, in which knowing what’s next is “the right way to go about thing,” is a way to try to reckon with the unknown that is life. Becoming intimately involved with the need to know is the ultimate distraction from what is here for you presently. It’s like deciding you need to know everything about someone before you’ve ever met, and subsequently making up a story about them to satisfy that need, thereby completely distorting reality.
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The Truelove
by David Whyte
There is a faith in loving fiercely
the one who is rightfully yours,
especially if you have
waited years and especially
if part of you never believed
you could deserve this
loved and beckoning hand
held out to you this way.
I am thinking of faith now
and the testaments of loneliness
and what we feel we are
worthy of in this world.
Years ago in the Hebrides,
I remember an old man
who walked every morning
on the grey stones
to the shore of baying seals,
who would press his hat
to his chest in the blustering
salt wind and say his prayer
to the turbulent Jesus
hidden in the water,
and I think of the story
of the storm and everyone
waking and seeing
the distant
yet familiar figure
far across the water
calling to them
and how we are all
preparing for that
abrupt waking,
and that calling,
and that moment
we have to say yes,
except it will
not come so grandly
so Biblically
but more subtly
and intimately in the face
of the one you know
you have to love
so that when
we finally step out of the boat
toward them, we find
everything holds
us, and everything confirms
our courage, and if you wanted
to drown you could,
but you don’t
because finally
after all this struggle
and all these years
you simply don’t want to
any more
you’ve simply had enough
of drowning
and you want to live and you
want to love and you will
walk across any territory
and any darkness
however fluid and however
dangerous to take the
one hand you know
belongs in yours.
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Have you considered that the first hand you must embrace is your own? The physical body - the vessel, and the intangible essence that somehow holds it all together.
Are you tired of drowning in the overwhelm of needing to be someone else to receive the love of your life?
YOU are the love you seek. It is said over and over again for a very good reason: truth.
Recognize which parts of you you resist and a journey will begin to emerge; asking the right questions grants access to the center of you.
This is an opportunity to see you already have everything you need, and it is your mission should you accept it, to embrace and embody the light of your spirit. Golden threads. A web emanating from your heart’s richness.
Zoom out from cyclical thinking.
Look at the grand scheme of things.
Will you allow yourself to see your beauty reflected through the light of your experience?
And then, will you allow yourself to express it, so the world may delight in your love?
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A ritual for spring abundance:
Light a candle
Brew your favorite [tea]
Gather something sweet, to remind you of your innocence, and something salty, to remind you of duality
Collect paper and pen and a bowl you can burn something in
Hit shuffle on the playlist provided
Read the below poem
do you feel the expansion happening?
budding
blooming
decluttering
opening
trusting
grounding
into fresh earth
moist soil
soul wakeful
heart captivated
absorbed in the beauty of
consciousness fucking
every flower into her fullness
deflowered
flowering
enlivening body
mind clarifying through
unattached attention to detail
sensational awareness
the magnificence of
delicate spring tendrils
coaxing you lovingly
out of the cocoon you’ve nestled in
rearranged through re cognition
Let yourself steep in the experience of expansion
Make a list of what’s been brewing in the belly of your being:
Ask the questions whose answers you do not know.
Write down what you fear realizing.
Write down what you’re willing to let go of.
Light the paper on fire, throw it in the bowl, and watch it burn.
Feel the space it creates in your soul.
Now, write down the qualities you intend to instill in the fresh soil of your being.
Dream your wildest dream and direct it onto paper.
Believe the first step is writing your own spellbinding story.
Let it be written.
Seal it with a kiss, a bite of salty sweetness, and a sip of your favorite elixir.
Sit still for the remainder of the next song that plays, and simply listen.
Breathe in a Smile for good measure :) and be sure to try a devious grin, too.
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A closing question:
What is to APPRECIATE?
An idea:
To enfold value into what you are given
This does not mean that to appreciate some experience, some thing or some one, you must be attached to it as your narrative, rather, you see the lesson and carry it into practice.
Your thoughts?