Getting Grounded

"Grounding is a necessary part of the spiritual awakening.  

Hopefully it doesn't feel too much like a crash landing." - Ronda  

DISCLAIMER: This post is from yesterday, November 14.  Today is sunny.  It is a different day.  This happens on the spiritual journey, I think.  Our task is to go through it, to stay in love and grow stronger and wiser each day.  Breathing in I remember...breathing out I smile.

In the midst of spiritual awakening, life can get pretty trippy.  It can get heady and etheric and out of this world.  But in the midst of all this jedi mind-bending, spiritual enlightening, remember, no matter how beautiful things look in meditations and dreams and the astral realm, no matter how beautiful things will look in the future, the in this world, of this world, here and now, still goes on.  We must learn to play nicely together.  We must learn to co-exist.  We must learn to stay grounded.

We are still in the body and will be for a while, I presume, and while I am and while I've got it, I continue to remind myself of the need to stay grounded.  I remind myself to be in and part of this world.  I love so much of it.  I know I have some role to play.  My task, day by day, is to discover what that role is. 

Take Western North Carolina.  It has been on my heart and mind again, now that I have returned from Sedona.  Before heading out west, I said I would go to Asheville, or somewhere up there and help out once we returned.  And I am back now, but here I sit, writing, meditating, pondering.  I don't want to forget my neighbors.  And although I have not forgotten them, I have yet to get up to where they are to lend a hand.

I do send frequencies of love and caring to them and I know that many, many others are too.  I don't doubt that this has some impact on the well-being of the area.  The threat of toxic chemicals in the soils are real, and I want to be smart and wise about my decisions to aid in the recovery of the area.  I have a box of blankets and a pile of winter coats I can donate; I just need to figure out the best place to take them.  Maybe I just need to figure out a place to take them, doesn't have to be the best.  Perfection is the enemy of progress sometimes.  And this post is feeling a little bit like that itself today, NOT perfect, but hopefully helping move things forward, no matter how slowly, how imperfectly, how flawed.  That's life, but it is beautiful.  

And speaking of beauty, I have a beautiful tribute to share with you today.   I have a couple of "update" type videos, and I also have a video of the thriving Christmas Shoppes at Biltmore Village in Asheville.  The Biltmore was definitely flooded during Helene.  In fact, it was some of the first footage to get published.  They seem to be doing just fine, and people are flooding in. (Pardon the poor pun.)

And holy cow!  It looks like I could even go see the Chihuly Exhibit if I want to.  Not all of it floated off down the French Broad River like the picture my imagination painted for me back in September.  Maybe FEMA has helped out where it's really important after all. (This is sarcasm).  I don't know the answers, I just know what the videos seem to show. 

And I don't know where my actual time is best spent.  Life does go on.  I have a lot of "ground" that needs to be tended to at my own property here in Greensboro.  Storms and goats have wreaked havoc on lots of terrain here as well.  It might do my soul some good to get out and clean up my own backyard first, while sending love and peaceful thoughts to my neighbors up in WNC.  But it's raining today, so my gardening, which I love doing, will be waiting until the next sunny day. Maybe tomorrow.

And of course, there is "My Course" to resume and complete.  I've come this far.  I'm not dumping it now.  I have some excellent ideas.  Time to implement.  Activated.  Assimilate.  Implement.  How's that for spiritual?  Yes.  But my headspace is not quite there today, so look at the course, I might, work on it, I will not.  Just saying.

And my art.  Well, I love making art and I will again.  In fact, I will today.  Yes.  It may be something more experimental.  Maybe something just for fun.  I am so damned tired of trying to sell my art.  My soul is screaming.  Art is not about commercialization, commoditization.  Art is not.  

Whatever!  Trying to sell creativity and the social media prostituting and the hocking and selling your soul...soul retrieve my artistic soul as well. (Please see my previous post to get a better understanding of soul retrieval.)  No fucking Instagram posts today!  NO!  So here we go...

The beautiful and the profane...

A lovely and truthful tribute...

WTF!!!...

Well, I guess that everyone can get back to normal now that we can go Christmas shopping at the Biltmore.  Thank God.  I'm trying to manage my cynicism.  I'm trying to keep the vibe high here... So, ok here's one that made me smile yesterday... (does this sound like the set-up for a good joke?) ... when Krishna showed up as my guide, in the most grounded way, of course.  His energy is very shy...cute... Not that this has anything to do about anything in this post...or does it?   Hmm...

And since we went way off course, it's always wise to remain cautious, right?...

All right.  That's me having fun.  That's me being grounded.  I have to go check in with Steve's Love Tarot now.  I hope you enjoyed these videos.  I hope they made you feel...something.  I'll be in my bedroom, eating sweet grapes and making something pretty.  Gotta channel that creative energy!   

Artwork.  Work of Art.  Life.  It's all coming back to me now.  It all comes down to this! Whew!

Stay tuned for my next article, The Cult.  It should be very inviting...