Another great post, Mary. I do the same with my phone - wish I'd had it in me to ditch it for good, but I got seduced by the damn camera. Lately, I've retreated a lot from a lot of the heartache and drama in the world. I'm not burying my head in the sand - I try to keep somewhat informed and I am able to do so without going into fear or depression, so that's a blessing. Spending more and more time disconnected and in Nature, can only be a good thing, as far as I'm concerned. Keeping my vibe high as best I can. I hear rumblings of masks returning but I don't need to look any further - I didn't wear one last time and I don't plan to start now.
Speaking of masks (just the word triggered me for the longest time) Kripalu lost its mind over Covid. They have a school of Ayurveda, yoga teacher training program, breathwork, etc. and they STILL require testing and some mask-wearing. Until recently, you couldn't get a massage without having to wear a mask. I've been there many times but never ever again. Are they really so dense or were all of these places getting money from the government for complying? One of the things that truly made zero sense to me was all of the holistic-minded people and places that fell for the psyop. xo
I can barely stand living with truth, but find living with lies is unbearable. I guess that makes me an outlier. (My unconscious seems to be playing word games with me 😁)
I would leave the US if I could, but have no where to go & no way to get there. So I just try to make the best of it. I find it helps a lot to believe in God & focus on his creations that are greater than the people who are wannabe gods.
The easy road might lead to discomfort, but it is effortlessness that shows me I’m on the right path. There is a distinction, I know, between the two. Ease creates weak men. Effortlessness is made magic through hardships. And I use it as a good marker for decision making.
You mentioning the TSA pre check in reminded me of that day in Boston where you could have gone on without a care in the world, yet you waited for me to get all my equipment out to get scanned, and then you managed to use those yoga legs to leap like a gazelle and stop my flight from leaving without me. It was truly a beautiful sight.
Tremendous piece. I'm always blown away by your work, which is often in sync with my own thoughts. I have more to say about this piece, but I need to think a bit more...
"I can feel the difference this new morning routine is making. How could connecting with myself, Source, and nature before I join the world outside that sphere not improve my day, my life?"
Kudos to you, dear, Mary. What a new excellent choice you are making. I'm so glad you are already seeing its benefits.
Thank you for the kind words and link to my essay, and more, thank you for the thoughtful essay here. I can most definitely relate. I believe there is nothing more important than (as you describe) connecting to ourselves, Source and nature at this time. As simple as it is, the reorientation is anything but. Simple acts can produce amazing results.
Many are being swept up into the ease of daily life and its habits, easily ignoring the very big and real threats at our door. It appears the world has already split in some substantial way; between those who know and are actively seeking to do something - essays included - and those like the teacher who won't even look at 9/11 questions -who refuse. I suspect more will come over as the vice of tyranny grips us tighter.
It's such a balance, since those of us who see what's happening can't spend all our time looking at the abyss. I know I repeat the same message over and over - that Nature sustains us - because, well, that's true. It fortifies, it reminds us of what's enduring in times of collapse and that we are indeed weaved into that story of endurance as much as we are weaved into this time of unraveling. We must find fuel for these time, and for me, Nature is the best I know. (Which includes, of course, the Source behind it.)
A beautiful, thoughtful essay with wisdom and honesty throughout. So appreciate your work and you, Mary. Best.
I remember working on a farm once and the gentleman who owned it said he was all about “bringing people into the light” …when most of the time he would bash trump supporters, and put me down saying that 5g was a crazy tinfoil conspiracy. I left shortly thereafter but hope I planted some seeds. Thank you so much for the article Mary. I am overjoyed I was able to impact your life even if over this tech that we are learning to use as a master, rather than it servant. Have a wonderful day and enjoy that morning Sun!!!! God Bless, Roman
Funny that I just read that book last weekend and this weekend I am visiting the Big Easy! So many magical places to experience in our new homeland - the South. Biscuits, beignets and grits, oh my.
I believe life is a series of cycles between easy and difficult, learning and integration. All of us figuring it out as we go along, at our own pace. I am less optimistic at the prospect of luring anyone out of the level of ease of their own path, at that moment. I do worry that we are losing touch with what it means to be human, to feel and connect and grow.
I had a flash of a vision the other day at the airport, of a future where half of the people wore VR glasses, literally blind to the world around them as they walked through the terminal. And why not? Whats to lose from overriding the part of travel that is unintentional, the space between. Like wearing headphones while walking down the street. But if we are all connected, we are cutting ourselves off from interacting, from hearing another’s perspective, perhaps sharing one of our own - exactly what someone else needs to hear, a message from the universe.
Thank you Mary. Yesterday I didn’t look at my phone for an hour or more after waking up. I signed up for an annual subscription and left you a special note there but I’m not sure you were able to see it… Your pal Micah
Another great post, Mary. I do the same with my phone - wish I'd had it in me to ditch it for good, but I got seduced by the damn camera. Lately, I've retreated a lot from a lot of the heartache and drama in the world. I'm not burying my head in the sand - I try to keep somewhat informed and I am able to do so without going into fear or depression, so that's a blessing. Spending more and more time disconnected and in Nature, can only be a good thing, as far as I'm concerned. Keeping my vibe high as best I can. I hear rumblings of masks returning but I don't need to look any further - I didn't wear one last time and I don't plan to start now.
Speaking of masks (just the word triggered me for the longest time) Kripalu lost its mind over Covid. They have a school of Ayurveda, yoga teacher training program, breathwork, etc. and they STILL require testing and some mask-wearing. Until recently, you couldn't get a massage without having to wear a mask. I've been there many times but never ever again. Are they really so dense or were all of these places getting money from the government for complying? One of the things that truly made zero sense to me was all of the holistic-minded people and places that fell for the psyop. xo
I can barely stand living with truth, but find living with lies is unbearable. I guess that makes me an outlier. (My unconscious seems to be playing word games with me 😁)
I would leave the US if I could, but have no where to go & no way to get there. So I just try to make the best of it. I find it helps a lot to believe in God & focus on his creations that are greater than the people who are wannabe gods.
The easy road might lead to discomfort, but it is effortlessness that shows me I’m on the right path. There is a distinction, I know, between the two. Ease creates weak men. Effortlessness is made magic through hardships. And I use it as a good marker for decision making.
You mentioning the TSA pre check in reminded me of that day in Boston where you could have gone on without a care in the world, yet you waited for me to get all my equipment out to get scanned, and then you managed to use those yoga legs to leap like a gazelle and stop my flight from leaving without me. It was truly a beautiful sight.
Tremendous piece. I'm always blown away by your work, which is often in sync with my own thoughts. I have more to say about this piece, but I need to think a bit more...
"I can feel the difference this new morning routine is making. How could connecting with myself, Source, and nature before I join the world outside that sphere not improve my day, my life?"
Kudos to you, dear, Mary. What a new excellent choice you are making. I'm so glad you are already seeing its benefits.
Thank you for the kind words and link to my essay, and more, thank you for the thoughtful essay here. I can most definitely relate. I believe there is nothing more important than (as you describe) connecting to ourselves, Source and nature at this time. As simple as it is, the reorientation is anything but. Simple acts can produce amazing results.
Many are being swept up into the ease of daily life and its habits, easily ignoring the very big and real threats at our door. It appears the world has already split in some substantial way; between those who know and are actively seeking to do something - essays included - and those like the teacher who won't even look at 9/11 questions -who refuse. I suspect more will come over as the vice of tyranny grips us tighter.
It's such a balance, since those of us who see what's happening can't spend all our time looking at the abyss. I know I repeat the same message over and over - that Nature sustains us - because, well, that's true. It fortifies, it reminds us of what's enduring in times of collapse and that we are indeed weaved into that story of endurance as much as we are weaved into this time of unraveling. We must find fuel for these time, and for me, Nature is the best I know. (Which includes, of course, the Source behind it.)
A beautiful, thoughtful essay with wisdom and honesty throughout. So appreciate your work and you, Mary. Best.
I remember working on a farm once and the gentleman who owned it said he was all about “bringing people into the light” …when most of the time he would bash trump supporters, and put me down saying that 5g was a crazy tinfoil conspiracy. I left shortly thereafter but hope I planted some seeds. Thank you so much for the article Mary. I am overjoyed I was able to impact your life even if over this tech that we are learning to use as a master, rather than it servant. Have a wonderful day and enjoy that morning Sun!!!! God Bless, Roman
“It is by suffering that human beings become angels.”
VICTOR HUGO
Funny that I just read that book last weekend and this weekend I am visiting the Big Easy! So many magical places to experience in our new homeland - the South. Biscuits, beignets and grits, oh my.
I believe life is a series of cycles between easy and difficult, learning and integration. All of us figuring it out as we go along, at our own pace. I am less optimistic at the prospect of luring anyone out of the level of ease of their own path, at that moment. I do worry that we are losing touch with what it means to be human, to feel and connect and grow.
I had a flash of a vision the other day at the airport, of a future where half of the people wore VR glasses, literally blind to the world around them as they walked through the terminal. And why not? Whats to lose from overriding the part of travel that is unintentional, the space between. Like wearing headphones while walking down the street. But if we are all connected, we are cutting ourselves off from interacting, from hearing another’s perspective, perhaps sharing one of our own - exactly what someone else needs to hear, a message from the universe.
We are cutting ourselves off from life itself.
What pain do you want in your life? What are you willing to struggle for? These are the questions we all need to be asking ourselves right now.
Thank you Mary. Yesterday I didn’t look at my phone for an hour or more after waking up. I signed up for an annual subscription and left you a special note there but I’m not sure you were able to see it… Your pal Micah