If you’ve been following along, you’ll of course want to know what that scarf in the first jar is all about! From the next day, in my journal, where I once again address my guides:
Dear Wise Women,
So, going back now to the first jar which contains a lovely scarf of indigo and pink.
~sit with this for a moment and throughout your day. The scarf is the building block of all the jars.
The first thing that surfaces, for me each time, is a memory of when I was seven years old. Women wore scarves back then and I had worn, or taken, one of mother’s scarves with me to school one day. At the end of the day, I remember it was sunny and warm. I tied one corner of the scarf to my baby finger and I remember running down the hill with my arm outstretched and that scarf flowing behind me. I was smiling and it was a magical moment of joy.
~and that’s the key – joy
Joy as a foundation stone? Find the things that bring you joy. Do those. Spend time with those who give you joy. But what is joy?
~go back to that moment when you were 7. Describe it, feel it…
Magic, laughing, thrill, freedom, absorption in the moment, imagination, being totally present, nothing else existed but that moment, energy, fun, silliness.
This is what we have lost, isn’t it? In our oh so serious world. This sense of freedom and lightness, of enjoying the moment, of finding joy in simple things and laughing aloud with the richness of life.
~as the masculine energies became predominant, the feminine energies of play,of visualization, of love of the moments of life have become smothered. So yes, joy. When you are teaching this, the question to ask and to go deep into your hearts to answer, is “what brings me joy?”
When we find our joy, when we live our joy, life truly becomes magical. What is my joy? Where do I find it? I find my joy in noticing the natural world whether a drop of rain on a leaf, a rose unfolding, a bee on the dandelion or a bear in the woods. And poetry, poetry flows through me, like sap in a tree. It nourishes my soul and brings the growth of bud and the beauty of bloom to me. The poet who walks in beauty – this is my joy.
Let’s not confuse that which brings us joy with what we are good at. I’m good at setting up procedures for a business and designing ways for things to run smoothly. I’m really good at it but it bores me and stifles my heart.
~It doesn’t matter what it is that brings you joy, it matters only that it be what you do! Who you are, or can be, is women who heal our world by being, by doing that which brings forth, which creates, joy. Think of the impact of that on your planet, your world.
A lot of people, today, refer to this as living your passion. Too often, though, this is tied into your career, your business. And then it excludes, for example, the woman who has to work as a waitress or house cleaner.
~Exactly. Does helping others release the joy of your nature into the world? You can be a gardener and be of help. Find your joy. Move into your heart and ask “what brings me joy?” Your heart knows and will respond quickly to your question.
Oh, this is fun – this exploration is joy for me.
~ remember that
And now I must go and begin my day.
~Brings us, then, with you into your day. Do not block us in, block us off, to this morning time only. We are here. Walk with us through your day. We are your guides in all things.
Thank you. Thank you.
Blessed be this day
Blessed be this moment
Blessed be me!