My favourite breakfast smoothie:-
1/2 pint of orange juice, 1 banana, handful of frozen berries, all mixed together in a blender. Simples!
Matriarchal or Patriarchal ideal? The utopian myth…
(Reblogged from my channel at SageWoman)
I’ve often read that is it due to a male-dominated, patriarchal culture that the world is in such a mess, with war, power games, aggressiveness and other such “male” attributes to blame. I would posit, with respect and a little humour, that these people have never introduced two new female cats to each other…
In a female dominated world, things might be just the same. They might be different. A matriarchal culture might be the utopian ideal – it might also be pure hell. As an egalitarian, I would hope to one day live in a world where everyone and everything was treated with the respect according to each individual’s nature. Perhaps it is the animist inherent in me – I see all things as having their own relevant value, whatever the physical form it is that they take. The eastern tradition of Buddhism and Zen also teaches of awakening deep compassion for all things, which to me is a developing a greater understanding of the bigger picture, and living from a less ego-centric worldview.
Wicca is often based on the polarity between male and female. Yet for me the focus in my spirituality is in relationship, and human nature is so much more than fitting something phallic into a hole. I find that I hold both anima or animus within my soul – simply because I have breasts and a vagina does not mean that I can only have one within me. I also truly believe that there is no such thing as an opposite – just look at the misinterpretation of life and death as being opposites. Death is a singular event, life is ongoing. As such, birth is the opposite of death. Life has no opposite.
I am often perplexed by the vision that there was a previous matriarchal culture that was the ideal. This can in no way be proven to have existed as yet, however people still cling to this belief. I ask myself why – why would they think that a matriarchal culture would be better? Could it be that anything would be better than what we have now? Does that devalue a matriarchal culture? Does it simply bring the utopian dream crashing to the hard ground of reality?
What I would hope for is that one day people will treat each other with honour and respect. Not only human to human interaction, but this planet as a whole. That dreams and visions of a utopian culture dissolve into the wondrous reality of the here and now, and the realisation of the beauty of this very moment. In the dropping of our ego-centric way of life, and our anthropocentric ways. No matter what our gender. x
Where Prayer and Meditation Meet…
Meditation and prayer are sometimes seen as the same thing. It depends on what tradition you belong to, what form of meditation you take, and how you define prayer. For some in the Christian tradition, prayer is about talking to God, meditation is about listening to God. Others see prayer as a form of magic, with words and thoughts sent out in the hopes of altering what seems to be a predetermined course. Others still see prayer as a moment to reflect on our lives, and develop gratitude and compassion. All of these things can be applied to meditation as well.
We meditate in order to create harmony in our lives, to work through a problem, to live a more authentic life filled with awareness. There is a goal in mind, even in Zen meditation, where we come across the conundrum of the goalless goal. Seeing our lives for the wonder that they are, we also raise compassion and empathy for all things within our souls. The lines between prayer and meditation often blur.
Where prayer and meditation meet is in that quiet stillness, like that moment at dusk, when the world is hushed and we can truly listen, not only with our ears but with our hearts. It is a moment of utter peace, in the here and now. It is life, plain and simple.
The Little Pagan Monastery Retreat
We’ve got our weekend retreat coming up! 11 – 13 April, Chalice Well Gardens, Glastonbury, UK
Experience a weekend filled with devotion to the gods, the land and the ancestors – with prayer, meditation, discussion and ritual, as well as visiting sacred sites such as Glastonbury Tor and the White Spring on this unique retreat, The Little Pagan Monastery. Stay at Chalice Well & gardens, at Little St Michaels where you will have 24 hour access to one of Albion’s most sacred places during your stay. Incorporate daily prayer and ritual into your life, make new friends and enjoy some time spent away in an inspirational setting with like-minded people.
To book, please visit: The Little Pagan Monastery
Little Pagan Monastery Itinerary
Friday
5pm onwards – arrivals
6pm – Welcome talk
6.30pm – Supper
8pm – Evening prayer and group meditation
9pm – Free time
Saturday
7.30am – Morning personal meditation
8am – Morning Prayers and group meditation
9am – Breakfast
10.30 am – Discussion
12 noon – Midday prayers and group meditation
1pm – Lunch
2.30pm – Glastonbury Tor walk and meditation
5pm – Free time/gardening work
6pm – Supper
7.30pm – Discussion
9pm – Evening prayers
Sunday
7.30am – Morning personal meditation
8am – Morning Prayers and group meditation, followed by ritual
9am – Breakfast
10.30 am – White Spring visit
12 noon – Midday prayers and group meditation
1pm – Lunch
2.30pm – Farewell
Living Meditation
(Photo credit: Les Piccolo)
It’s funny how I was just thinking about getting enough sleep this morning and then I came across Leo’s latest blog.
Meditation can be especially hard if we haven’t had enough sleep. Sleep is so important to many things in our live – from motor skills to regeneration of new cell tissue. Yet how often do we ignore the signs that we need more sleep, or are unable to meet the demands that our body requires due to the nature of our lives?
Sometimes when I’m meditating I find that my eyes are closing, and my head is falling to my chest. At that point, I give up on meditation and, if it’s not in the evening, have a lie down and a nap (or otherwise just go to bed). I too have tried to get up early in order to meditate, but dance rehearsals and classes at night often equate to a sluggish morning while my body is still recuperating from the exercise. Meditating afterwards is not possible, for I am just too tired. The best time of day for me to meditate is around 3 – 5pm, however this is not always possible. Yet I still try to meditate every day, in some form, preferably sitting still so that my mind stills even as my body stills.
People with young children often live a life of perpetual sleep-deprivation. There is a Zen story about a mother who berated herself for not having the time to spend in meditation as she was too busy looking after her child. A Zen monk told her that looking after her child was her meditation – as long as she was fully aware of the moments she had with her child.
Meditation is much more than just sitting on a cushion focusing on the breath, or pondering a problem, journeying within our minds or chanting mantras while holding our hands in mudras. Meditation is life – all that we need do is to bring a conscious awareness to our lives in order to achieve this.
When I am at work, if I am focused on the work, aware of my surroundings and my reactions to situations, then I am meditating. When I am driving to or from the office, absorbed in the driving itself, I am meditating. When I am at home from work and finding the time to sit on my zafu and focus on my breath, my thoughts and my feelings; then I am meditating. When I am washing the dishes in full awareness, I am meditating. When I am stroking the cat and listening to her purr, I am meditating. When I am doing yoga, focusing on the postures, transitions and breath, I am meditating. When I am dancing, aware of every movement in my own body and my fellow dancers, I am meditating.
We often say that we do not have the time to meditate in our busy lives. If we simply cannot squeeze in even ten minutes a day for sitting meditation, we can always make our lives a living meditation. The choice is ours.
Name Change Successful!
We have successfully changed the blog name and URL, and it would appear from the statistics that everyone came along with us for the ride – woo hoo! We’re pleased as punch over here.
If you have linked to this blog from your own, either in a blog post link or in the blogroll, the site redirection will take people to this new site. However, if you would like to update the name and URL manually in your blogroll, please do – we would like to reflect the new name here and get the word out as smoothly and swiftly as we can.
We would also like to take this opportunity to thank all of our followers and subscribers who have been along with us for this wonderful journey – long may it continue!
J.x
Blog name change cont’d
So, we attempted to change the blog name to Flowing Spirit, but couldn’t get the URL to match, so we have discarded that name. We are looking to transfer over to “Down the Forest Path” – we hope that the transfer takes all followers and subscribers smoothly, and we will also have at least a year’s worth of redirection from octopusdance to the new site name. Everything else will remain the same.
Fingers crossed, wish us luck, and hope to see you on the other side! We have no idea how long this is will, as it’s our first time, but we hope it won’t be long.
Awen blessings,
Jo.x
Blog name has changed!
So, as you can see, we have changed the name of this blog site to ” The Flowing Spirit”, what is often referred to in Druidry as “awen”. We hope that you like the change, and that it helps to reflect the content of the blog better!
When we have a new URL we will let you know – we hope to transfer everything over smoothly.
Awen blessings,Jo.x
Grow what seeds you can…
We feel what we think…
Marguerite Manteau-Rao said “We feel what we think”
I have found this to be true on so many levels. When my heart is open with compassion, and I think loving thoughts, then I feel love in return. The gateway to the heart does not go in one direction only; it flows freely in and out, up and down, all the way around. I am free.
When I think hurtful, hateful thoughts, my heart constricts, causing me pain in return. The gates shut, letting no one in, keeping myself locked within. With these thoughts, I find I am trapped.
Live in love.
Down the Forest Path 