Wear a smile and drive where we ought to go.
Insides ache and heartbeat races,
Turn on the lullaby on the radio. Eat the technology and let the car ride rock us to sleep.
While in the drivers seat, hiding behind tinted windows dark in the shadows,
Are the chauffeurs; Fear, Insecurity, Unloving patterns, Pain, Shame, Anger, Hurt, Sadness, Alone, Guilt, Suppression.
I'm stopping this car. I'm getting out.
I want freedom and truth from the inside out.
The doors are locked. Where is the key?
Watching. Watching. Awareness will set me free.
What has distraction blocked me from being able to see?
Looking now with unshielded eyes, as this is the key;
Wow, I never even knew what was inside of me.
I played the game of hide and seek so well.
Olly Olly Oxen Free. I forgot what I was hiding in the roots of my tree.
Twisted, heavy, and rotten not nourishing me.
I'm watching little me.
Watching and trying not to slip into distraction distraction. Gripping my key.
This watching, this feeling is the rockiest scariest part of the ride.
I hear our sister say, “Take courage. Be strong. Keep going. We are guided. We are supported.”
On this road of new perceptions. That challenge every conception.
Olly Olly Oxen Free. Peek-a-boo. Now I see you.
I chose each driver for this class.
I learned and now the lesson is done.
I feel everyone till they are cut into pieces and burned in my fire.
And nothing but the sage smoke remains.
I step out of the car.
My feet on the ground.
Feeling my body, from the inside out.
I’ve shed my snake skin, that old car.
I’m wearing my feathers.
The chiefs are beside me.
My tribe cheers me on.
All is sacred. Wakan Tanka.
Come. Dance with me!
Everything we have inside is always shown back to us in the reflection of our life. Everything.
To take responsibility for creating all we experience takes courage. When we reach the sign on the road that tells us there are no accidents, there is nothing outside us creating anything, not even the most uncomfortable situations, we have two choices; two roads to choose from.
On the first road, we can stick our heads in the sand, pretending we hadn't read the sign, and continue to half believe what we did before, what we have been programmed to think, the idea that life just happens to us and not the other way around. We can continue to blame others for the things we don't like. We can blame the government, God, the corporations, the city, the job, the family, the health system, the weather, the other person. Poor me, it isn't fair that I don't have enough money. Poor me, it isn't fair that this illness has happened to me. Poor me, this person isn't being nice to me. The road of the victim. I know this road very well. This road is painful, frustrating, and full of suffering. This is the most frequently travelled route.
The second option is the road of empowerment, which is to take full and complete responsibility. That means admitting to myself that I attracted everything that ever crossed my path. The good and the difficult. This is shocking at first, a rough road to follow in the beginning. When I learned to see my programs, the defence mechanisms and old deep energetic patterns and then how they played themselves out over and over, it was seeing my life from a new perspective. Not very flattering, but not as a victim. Now I know my life is a mirror. Now when anything happens that is uncomfortable, I know it is triggering something inside of me, a stuck energy, fear, or emotion; a challenge that I chose to work through and learn from. Something that I have the power to accept, feel, learn, express and let go of. This is an amazing path to be walking down. I could have never walked it alone. I am so grateful for Tiffany Guild, an amazing Shamanic healer and sister, who has walked beside me down this road, completely guided, sharing her wisdom, helping me find mine, and always reminding me about the mirror. This keeps me squarely on the road to peace and empowerment.
There are of course a variety of ways to walk the road of empowerment. I personally, have chosen the Shamanic Path and also the Ecstatic Awakening Dance. The dance I believe compliments any path as it is a powerful way to drop into yourself, exercise self-awareness, feel, express and release what we are holding. Dance! Dance! Dance!
On the road I have chosen, the second one, there is no Guru to save me. I have to feel and release everything myself in order to find peace. This is an ongoing process. A road that never ends. I've given up the idea that someone else has the power to touch my third-eye and make all my troubles go away, this was the first road. The documentary Kumaré proves so poignantly this truth of the mirror. There is a link below and I recommend this documentary to everyone.
Now you have read the sign. It is time to choose which road you will go down. Good luck!
Youtube description: Kumaré (Documentary 2012). The true story of a false prophet !
Directed by Vikram Gandhi, Kumaré documentary film follows the story of a wise guru from the East who indoctrinated a group of followers in the West. Kumare, however, is not real--he is the alter ego of American filmmaker Vikram Gandhi, who impersonated a spiritual leader for the sake of a social experiment designed to challenge one of the most widely accepted taboos: that only a tiny "1%" can connect the rest of the world to a higher power.
I'm Emma Walls. Life is a mirror.