Sometimes Slow and Steady Wins the Race by Following a Turtle’s Pace

In today’s fast paced, high octane, and trigger happy world,
doesn’t it feel like a politically radical challenge to hit
the pause button, and remember to hit the BAR?

Just pull up a chair, and Breathe And Relax!

May this be a mantra to live for on this Full Snow Moon.

I was talking with a coworker recently, and he admitted
that he worries about having panic attacks, and gets
nervous about focusing on his breath.

He’s probably in the normal majority of people in that way.

But what if only we take a moment to picture a turtle to slow down,
and accept the sublime invitation into the present moment?

Who would I be if I tuned into the sacredness of the
life force that lives in my body?

The showtime of the living now is all there ever really is.

And when you awaken to right now, you start to recognize
that you might as well say yes to it.

Think about how a turtle just knows the futility of
trying to push the river.

It’s kind of like the self defeating absurdity of trying to
kill your ego or make it an enemy to demonize.

Or the quackery of giving the Heisman pose to your Higher Self.
What are you afraid of saying yes to by accessing your personal divinity?

From a developmental psychology framework, we know that
the first stage of human development is trust versus mistrust.

Human beings are prewired to trust.

But of course that doesn’t happen when we don’t feel safe or
that we don’t belong to a greater community.

Of course, it is incumbent on all of us to learn how to work
with that on the inside.

And we all have to do our part to both manage ourselves,
and create a better world for all of us to coexist peacefully in.

Yeah, it may feel daunting at times, and we have a long way to go.

But if you think about a turtle dreaming about waking up, while
they are sleeping under a white, wintry blanket –
perhaps it will inspire you to ponder . . .

Do I need to come out of my shell and be more social?

Or do I need to turn inward, and be compassionately curious
about slowing down, and retreating from the world’s hurried pace?

Speaking of a slow, and low tempo, we can look forward to Big Night,
arriving sometime between the Spring Equinox in late March,
and early April.

That’s when the Frogs, and Salamanders head
for Vernal pools, and make their way across dangerous
crossroads of pavement where cars, and trucks traverse, in New England at least.

In our hustle, and bustle, we could stand to take stock
in Nature’s way, and follow a long term game plan
of Mother Nature’s creatures that have been here longer than we have.

Besides, an outgrowth of energy, and a faster pace will be budding
once we make our way to the equality of yang and yin energies
by Spring, and then increasing activity levels into the Summer Solstice in June.

They do have an innate wisdom about them, and we could stand to
pay more purposeful attention to their intelligence.

Celebrating our diversity within unity is something all
creatures can win by way of profiting off of mutual aid.

Till we tweet again peeps,

Ari

Chip Off The Old Munk

Gathering and hoarding for forthcoming seasonal storage
Autumn into Winter is a time for burrowing and hibernation

Industry, efficiency and determination traits aid in
Financial planning and security for rainy day funds

Astrological Eclipse Season yields paradoxical intensities
To usual gentle Yinward subtle energies.

While keeping an eye on our Federal Reserve
Prosperity symbol and investments are hopefully coming soon to a theater near you
Simultaneously attachments to possessions and equanimity are wise to let go of

Versatility, quick-witted, high energy, sociability
Mixes well with relaxation and exercise energetically

Do you need to get down to business?

Are you working hard enough or do you need to lighten up your load?

Conservatism is good medicine when applied to save and protect our resources
Increasing our thrift and efficiency with time, talents and money.

Being playful with light-hearted sense of detachment opens doors of intimacy
Heartfelt connections serve as relationship enhancers.

Appreciation is an empathic-centered state of mind.

Keeping our eye on the horizon. But not at the expense of the present moment.
Regardless of how nerve-wracking or anxiety provoking an experience may unfold.

Learning to move with fluidity and grace.
During the dance floor of life.

See you further on up the trails,

Ari

Barefoot In The Woods

While flying solo in the woods recently, I considered whether or not I’d bring my Aboriginal didgeridoo (bought in USA made in Indonesia) to blow in the wind. However, I shifted gears and opted for a standard low tech experience and ‘invested in loss’ by passing on carrying a big stick.  After finding a favorite hiding spot, I settled into a somewhat ‘Lotus’ meditation position and enjoyed significant encounters with Turtle and brother Frog and Frog (remember T.V. classic Newhart and characters Larry, Darryl and Darryl?).  Although Turtle was alive and well, I couldn’t detect any movement in the hour or so I watched Her–even with my Grandmother’s trusted field glasses.  In the spirit of the Art of Persuasion, I invite folks to bow to the wisdom of Turtle and Her knowledge of patience and longevity and Frog’s beat boxing of forthcoming changes in weather patterns.  Wood You Bee Leave that I heard many Ma’ Chuckin’ Nervous Woodland Creature (NWC) peeping their version of The Boss, “when I’m out in the trails, tweet, tweet, tweet . . . I stick where I want to stick.”

Coincidentally, my shared encounters with Frog and Turtle represent linkages to the Moon and Tides and portals into the Faerie Realm.  With my trusted faggot of Tibetan incense sticks to burn, I put a little Fairy Creme on my face to set the mood.  As I listened to Frog and Turtle, I heard the lyrics, “I miss the rains down in Africa . . . can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder, you better run, you better take cover . . .  rock me mama like the wind and the rain . . . (and) here comes the story of the hurricane.”  And while I may no longer be physically residing in Australia or Africa, I am protected by Mother’s shell, inspired to create life anew, welcoming the tears and rains as cleansing rituals to clear space for the shifting tides and changing seasons–hopefully without getting too washed out in the process, given tumultuous weather patterns (come on Irene) and a splitting Comet Elenin.  By calling on Frog, we invoke its medicine to breathe in new life, live joyfully and harmoniously . . . cleansing ourselves of “any person, place, or thing that does not contribute to your new state of serenity and replenishment.” Soaking in a bathtub with a little sea salt and perhaps a few drops of lavender has a relaxing, cleansing and detoxifying effect.  Got a frog in your throat?  Please consider gargling with warm sea salt water to open up the capillaries. Spraying liquid from your mouth into a fire in the spirit of manifestation and/or letting go and more importantly gratitude has a powerful Shamanic cleansing effect as well, a la ‘out with the old, in with the new’.

Finally, please consider Turtle’s patient and kind reminders for Us to stay slow and low in the tempo of life.  Given how nuts things can get in the transition from Summer to Fall, Turtle inspires Us to allow the river to flow to Us, rather than trying to levy its waters.  By staying grounded and honoring Our Mother, We co-creatively build the New Earth together. In this process, “Turtle medicine can teach new perceptions about time and our relationship with it.”  I’ve also seen that it stimulates clairvoyance and heard it amplifies clairaudience, as well as improving Our capacity to smell the scents of Life in more discriminate ways.  It’s as if Turtle and Frog are beckoning Us to stop and smell the roses–even if it means hoppily standing in the rain once in a while.  And while noticing the flowers in your garden, please remember to soak in the magical Full Moon on Monday into your sea of consciousness.  I’m glowing already merely envisioning it in my Third Eye!

I Hopi You are well,

Ari