Once upon a time there was a magnificent child who sang and danced wildly under the stars. She was whole and free. She never questioned whether she was worthy or beautiful. She did not worry about yesterday or tomorrow because she was rapt with the exquisite now.
She was SPIRIT - An eternal fire of life force.
She was BODY – In tune with the rhythms of the earth.
She was MIND – Attuned to the yearnings of SPIRIT and finding expression through the BODY.
When she was joyous she lit up the heavens and when she felt sorrow her tears filled the rivers.
The child’s BODY grew bigger and MIND developed skills necessary to communicate and share her things and show respect for the other Souls in her world. She learned how to be pleasing to others and discovered the sting of rejection.
Over time BODY began to change and the MIND began to compare it with the bodies of others. The MIND was not pleased. MIND instructed the BODY to avoid smiling widely so others would not notice her crooked front tooth. MIND demanded her BODY muscles to tighten up to hide the roundness of her belly.
But the MIND was still not satisfied. It no longer noticed the quiet voice of the SPIRIT. The MIND was consumed with thoughts of fear and how to avoid the rejection of others. Eventually the MIND decided to move outside of the BODY altogether. From outside the BODY she could be constantly vigilant to control how BODY looked to others and keep the mouth from saying things that would not be pleasing to others.
SPIRIT felt abandoned. She longed to share her wisdom with the MIND. She had much to tell her about what was really important. The MIND had left a large empty cavern in the BODY and the unfamiliar presence of Shame had creeped into the space and made itself a home. Shame’s home was damp and cold and it blocked the warm breeze from entering the chambers of the Heart. SPIRIT struggled with all its might to keep its flame alive.
By this time, MIND had lost all awareness and had no memory of SPIRIT. Without the anchor of SPIRIT and BODY, MIND had gone into overdrive. Sensing the Shame that now lived inside, MIND was now frantic to maintain control. Thoughts no longer came through one at a time. There were streams of thought and layers of thought – thoughts of what it should have thought and thoughts about what it should have done and myriads of thoughts about horrible things that could happen. The loudest and most menacing thoughts came in the form of her own voice: The voice of self-condemnation.
As MIND became more frantic, BODY worked harder and harder to fight off sickness until it could no longer combat the onslaught of stress created by MIND.
BODY is sick.
MIND is the enemy.
SPIRIT is but one single ember. .
BODY falls in a heap on the hard ground.
MIND has given up. It is finally quiet. There is nothing left to do.
In the distance is the faint sound of a child dancing and singing under the stars.
MIND has a vague feeling that he has heard that voice before.
BODY has a tug at her heart. Then another tug… then another.
In the darkness of night a voice whispers “I have all the courage in the world.”
Emboldened, BODY pulls itself up and takes a wobbly step toward the sound. Then another… Then another.
From the corner of her eye the flame of a Soul is seen approaching her. She nods to the Soul to come near and light her way. And the Soul walks with her.
Soon other flaming Souls circled around the woman and the singular flames merged into a huge ball of fire and one by one the woman released the burdens of her Heart for purification by the fire.
One by one she released the burdens of yesterday and the worries of tomorrow.
The release of the pain of separation and isolation dissipated into a brown haze.
The release of the burden of a sense of unworthiness shot a deep indigo flame into the night.
And the woman who was still a child became aware that she was wrapped in a cloak of shame. She became aware that she had woven it herself from the remnants of unexpressed joy, anger and sorrow. She had swaddled herself tightly in shame rather than risk exposing her own magnificence to the judgement of others. The cloak had been warm and it had felt familiar and even safe. It had sheltered her in her misery and despair.
The woman mustered up all her courage and peeled off her cocoon layer by layer until the warm breeze again filled the chambers of her heart and fanned the tiny remaining ember of SPIRIT. The shreds of the cloak of shame served as kindling and light poured out of her in every direction. The light changed from red to orange to yellow to green to blue to indigo. From the top of her head purple light broke through to reach the heavens and gave luster to the stars.
From deep within the magnificent woman came a joyful song that poured out like a river and could be heard by the moon.
And the glow of her life force – BODY, MIND and SPIRIT as ONE – filled the horizon but for a single dark form in the shape of a woman’s body laying in a heap on the hard ground. And the magnificent woman of light was filled with compassion and began to walk to her….
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