Collapsing Systems

Greetings in Gratitude!

The word, "collapse" has been squarely in my view lately, and this week has brought the meaning forward in a way that I knew I had to share here with all of you.

I was born, I have learned, in a masculine format. First born, Capricorn, and other elements are all part of my birth dynamic and at the core of my Earth assignment. This information dovetails with so many parts of my life, and it's too much to relate here. But this I now know, and this week I am sharply aware of how this affects my current experience.

Happily, I have learned to bring some balance to this severe personal dynamic. My expanding Consciousness supports learning how to integrate the feminine for balance. A note here to explain the Universal feminine and masculine: The Feminine is the primary energy of First Age of Earth. It collapses with the flood/loss of Atlantis, etc., making way for the next several thousand years of a primarily Masculine Second Age of Earth. We have, with the Summer Solstice of June, 2009, moved into Third Age of Earth and we are experiencing the collapse of the Masculine systems to make way for a balance between the Feminine and Masculine. Not immediately, of course, process in releasing the Masculine and integrating the Feminine is the stage we experience now.

When Archangel Michael and others told me about Earth's evolution in this manner, I had no idea how it would affect me personally. I could accept that we would see pressures in Earth changes, weather patterns and human dynamics, but it never occurred to me that my personal energetic patterns would also collapse to make way for the balance.

Happily, I have surrounded myself with people stronger in the Feminine than I am. They have shared and continue to share their generous energy with me. As grateful as I am for them, this week I've run into that energy in some very uncomfortable situations. While my Masculine system is collapsing, I am feeling very vulnerable and did not realize until this morning why this week I feel such a need for solitude. Symptoms include alarming intestinal releases, scattered energy and general fatigue. Breathing surely helps, although I simply and awfully feel bombarded by the Feminine. Our Dream Team and this blog happily have been supportive for this expansion and achieving ease. Who knew?! Perfect always. Isn't it wonderful?

All of this makes sense to me, and the outcome will surely be worth the journey. Having words for it appeals to my Masculine (smile) while the next hour, and who knows how much time later, will be time for me to meditate and open myself (Feminine) to ask for and accept all the support my System has to help me through this.

Until the next chapter,

I am Phyllis, still Becoming

Still Me, Still Becoming

Good Morning!

For some time now, and reported in this blog, I am living increasingly in the rhythm of my System. What does my System want/need at any moment? Breathing and sensing what it indicates, I choose, thus I live with greater ease. I've reported that although I have not perfected this way of being, I am reassured knowing this rhythm is within us from birth. We have it, always, so living in it is a return to our true Nature. As I type this, I breathe in relief to know it will never disappear. I may, and do from time to time, forget it, forget to breathe and feel the tension again, but my delightful preference is to recall my natural rhythm and surrender to it.

The next chapter is to grow comfortable in the skin of the human experience I have already chosen and now choose. Some of the results of living in the moment contradict what I ever thought would feel "right" for me. Breathing into and loving what I have created in this flow is an extra level of surrender that sneaked up on me. Yes, this tells you how naive I can be.

Now is not the first time I have considered acceptance of self, of course. This is a theme of my life, and I've learned from many lovely people over the years that it is a theme for most of humanity. Accepting myself, not just at a conscious level, but feeling love of myself in each breath, that's another (big) step. Breathing makes it feel less intimidating. Whew!

I have created myself in partnership with my Cosmic Creator. Therefore I am perfect. I believe this, but I do not yet know in every moment, that whatever I see, feel or sense is perfect.

On this note, let me say that believing is related to logic. It is an idea I can accept. Knowing on the other hand is systemic. From believing something, we take the journey to integrating the concept at a cellular level. Breath takes me to that integration. Breath releases feelings of discomfort and self-criticism. In this moment, embracing the whole of me and my life, I am at ease. Practice increases ease in my current creation. I know that progression to the next level of creation depends on this acceptance. Our Systems must hold us to the learning curve inherent to our Plan. What purpose would be served if we leapt ahead before at least some integration?

On another note: Our Dream Team took its second trip in dreamtime last night, visiting Maui, Hawaii, for a recreational trip. I loved this journey and look forward to hearing from other dreamers what their impressions were. If you are interested in joining our team, a group with no expectations, you can call, email, or post a comment to this blog. Collective dreaming expands Consciousness and is a means to serve the Earth while enjoying the trip!

Breathing and Dreaming,

I am Phyllis, still Becoming

Alarming Thoughts

Greetings on this Valentine's Eve!

If you are among those of us having alarming thoughts lately, then this post is on point for you and for me. I've been amazed that such thoughts could arrive, unannounced. Although this is not a new phenomenon, the increased activity lately grabbed my attention and others have mentioned it as well. We are upset by thoughts of violence, of injury to loved ones, etc. Of course we are, and now I've had some insights about it to share with all of you.

We begin with one of my favorite subjects: The Consciousness is one thing; it is a body of energy that contains all of us and is contained in each of us. It is like the ocean containing all aquatic life. It ebbs and flows with the experience of humankind. And it contains all thoughts, all activity, all joy and all stress. We may look distinctly separate walking around in our human costumes, but we are all joined in this single thing - Consciousness.

The greater the pressures on the planet, the more likely we are to feel stress. And if we didn't believe in Consciousness being one thing, we would still have all the media attention and reporting to keep us in the stream of stressful thoughts. We are human and we are empathetic. We intuit the stress of others and that increases our personal stress levels.

The greater the stress on the planet, the more likely we are to react with stressful thoughts; seemingly unbidden thoughts of chaos and horrific events related to the people we most love. This is simply a human reaction and not an indication that we somehow flawed.

The remedy is breath. Breath releases tension and shifts attention, allowing us to gratefully send out a loving energy to offset our stress.

At the risk of misquoting a story sent to me today, I offer this from quotes from young children who were asked what love is.

The best was from a four-year-old boy whose elderly neighbor had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man crying, the boy went into the neighbor's yard, up onto the porch, climbed into the man's lap and just sat there.

When he came home his mother asked him, "What did you say to him?"

"Nothing, the boy said, "I just helped him cry."

Our breath helps Earth cry. Sitting in her lap, her tears are our tears. Her stress is our stress. But if we remember to BREATHE, then we become active participants in what is the most awesome Earth event in thousands of years. We are the Lamaze coaches, the EMTs, the medics placed exactly where we promised to serve when we agreed to birth ourselves into this current human drama.

We have a choice. When we have alarming thoughts, we can stay in the stress and wonder if the thought is a dire prediction or some flaw in our nature, OR we can breathe. We choose the condition is which we live. It is always your choice. It is always my choice.

Continuing to Breathe with you,

I am Phyllis, still Becoming

Making a Difference

Good Morning!

An update is in order, especially since I did not post yesterday, but tended to The Dream Team instead.

An interesting development in our dreamtime: I met a tall blond woman in one of my dreams, hugging her and surprising us both. She was all about Hawaii it turns out, and I realized that Mom was dreaming with us, though she has no memory of doing so. She lived on Maui for nearly 7 years, so I'm assuming she brought the waters from that part of the world to our dreamtime. She had not volunteered to be part of the Team, but I've told her all about it.

Our goal was to go to our sacred water place in dreamtime, support the water and reach out to each other dreamer to connect all around the globe. We've had some very thoughtful reports.

I have slept better and dreamed more vividly the past two nights than I have in a long time.

The point I am making is that Consciousness is not logical nor selective. It simply IS, and once we are aware, our own System will participate at is own discretion. The power we have available to us is beyond anything we can fathom.

Lately I've been acutely aware of seemingly random thoughts that I think we all have. Perhaps the thought is prompted by a news item of some dramatic event, or something painful we see on the road or a comment made about probabilities. Our reaction to the stimulus prompts a thought of what could happen or how it might affect us or someone we love.

My examples lately have been a deer carcass on the street in a residential area; the violence in Egypt; the pain of a friend losing someone they love. In each case I am not simply a bystander. Yet, we feel incapable of making a difference if we dwell in our logic. However, Consciousness is always available to contribute - in ways we find hard to imagine, but powerfully and surely.

The method I use is to take a deep breath and surround the experience in the image of Christ Consciousness; the symbol I wear as a pendant. But each of us can find our own method. Breath, first, shifts attention from the reaction. Then any image of Light or sacred energy can be visualized to contribute to the benefit of that person or situation. One image I dreamed last night might be useful. A golden orb is a sacred symbol of focused power used in Taoist mediation, but certainly having ancient symbolism beyond that. Using the orb as a focal point along with releasing breath may work for you.

We are human and compassionate. We are also subject to reacting, which is natural to us but is not useful to anyone. In these times of transformation, especially, devising a means to shift our attention is powerful and personally healing. We do not need to understand how it works. That we do something to shift from reaction is one benefit. That we intentionally engage in a sacred exchange with that stimulus changes Consciousness. Yes, we are that powerful. Yes, we can and do make a difference.

Until next time,

I am Phyllis, still Becoming

Living The Moment

G'Day, Everyone!

Feeling very "Aussie" this morning and observing my world through this perfect moment, I wish us all the knowing of perfection in the now.

I love so much living from moment to moment. This is so out of the context from the life I grew to believe was the only way for responsible people to live. This living "in the flow" feels so "hippy" to me; so much the way the Flower Children lived in the 70s. My youngest sister came into her own during that period and she modeled that way of life for our family. We, of course, responded with some alarm to parts of that lifestyle. I must say, I was also curious about what that might feel like for her. I love her so much and wanted to understand, while rejecting what I thought could be dangerous for her. She, of course, went blithely on her way and continues to live her life more freely than I have - until now.

Living the moment is not living IN the moment. Breathing has taught me so much about living the moment. And I love living this way. Now, you and I both know that I am not perfectly in my moment all the time. But living my moment is such a relief that I am becoming addicted to it. Breath brings me back to now; nothing else but now. Thoughts float by and breath takes me back to System. What it wants now is all that matters. What it needs now is what takes precedence. All else can fall away easily.

Does it need a nap now? With breath I know what task has least resistance. Where is my attention now? This will be done this ease. With breath I hear System and respond. Reaction is less my life and more a memory.

This is a newly traveled country for me. I was a stranger here but loved the landscape. I grew more and more attracted to the beauty, the simplicity of it and now find it is more mine than the old territory I knew so well but struggled to manage. I am no longer a "stranger in a strange land." I am learning the language and feel no remorse for abandoning citizenship in what was. I adopt this country as my own.

Today is mine. Daniel visited last night and introduced himself as my Presence. "Grab it all, Phyllis. It is yours." What a different feeling I had hearing this. In the past, grabbing it all meant reaching out into the future for what would fill the now with something more, something to fill a void. In this new territory his words fill me with knowing that System is complete. My day is mine. It is complete. I am fulfilled. I do not yet know this completely, but I am comfortable learning this language still. Breathing, I know it better than I did yesterday. And while I learn it, breathing sustains me. I need know nothing more than this moment. Living the Moment is every thing.

In this Moment,

I am Phyllis, Still Becoming

The Physics of Service

Warm Greetings!

From sub-zero Minneapolis I send out a warm hug with hopes that you all enjoy a day of warmth, whether in snuggy layers or enjoying a more temperate climate. I will be in layers as Mom and I do some shopping later this morning.

I feel as if I am coming up for air after a a few days of immersing myself in The Dream Team project and completing an overdue report for the church. And I am so grateful for this computer that is easing all of it - and grateful for my computer advisors who help me iron out the wrinkles. You know who you are, Scott, Lee.

The Dream Team is, at this moment, 32 strong, with two of those from Australia. We are truly a global entity! Each one of you who has joined is already contributing to the expanding Consciousness. Judith and I notice a more vivid dreaming pattern already. We all know we are part of this to serve the planet, but what you invest also returns to you. Exchange is intended.

As we contribute, the energy naturally multiplies and, in the pattern of the infinity loop, returns to each of us. Breathe and accept the return energy to enhance your life. This is the intention of Creation; that all should thrive. And once you have stated your intention to be part of The Dream Team, you are part of the exchange and benefitting from it.

The dynamics of exchange fascinate me. Of course, a person does not have to part of The Dream Team to benefit from exchange. I am only using it to illustrate the power of exchange in our lives. Service is energy in any form, and energy invested always returns to us. The question is, are we geared to receive the return to enhance our lives, multiply our reserves and give us all the more to enjoy and to work with?

Return on our service is not limited to a paycheck or a pat on the back. As welcome as those are, it is the physics of return energy that fulfills the cycle. Physics - and the science of this escapes me - informs us that energy invested pays dividends. And most of us are not taught to receive the return.

The energy does not force itself upon us, but once we realize this is true, we have the exciting opportunity to reap the benefit. Breathing opens us to receive and to thrive. Breathing is the activity that, with intention, channels this vibrant energy through this physical system. Ahhh. Even writing this I realize that I forget to intentionally become the vessel, open to receive.

How reviving to remember, especially after investing so much in these projects the past week, that I am my best therapist when I breathe and accept all that Creation has for me, has always had for me. I am grateful to have learned it and to reap the benefits.

Breathing with you,

I am Phyllis, still Becoming

Service with Honor

Greetings and Blessings!

Good Morning to all of you, whatever time of day you may visit this site. I woke this morning dreaming about President Obama and his family, and I was surprised again, as I realized the messages of the dream, that I had not acknowledged Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday yesterday.

Yesterday was a busy day, beginning with heartfelt exchanges with two partners in Spirit, and continuing with a perfect shopping trip with Mom (she saved more than she spent at Penny's - don't you just love it!). Every clerk was a joyful gift in service, every purchase a perfect answer to a need. Shopping with a low-vision person gives me fresh perspective, and so she serves me.

Service is my theme today. The dream this morning had President Obama and his family on high alert status following a threat on the president's life, but that was not the message. His focus on his family was the theme and his ease in handling the situation. And it was Mrs. Obama's focus on the girls: "Take them to a secure room and feed them breakfast, please." Wearing their public roles with such ease struck me as service beyond the obvious.

How do we serve? But perhaps more to the point, how do we honor what is our service and that it has value, whether public or private. I watched Piers Morgan interview Oprah Winfrey on CNN last night. I like him. I like his service. And I admire the core of Oprah's life of service. She is quite good at acknowledging her service, honoring why she is here on the planet.

Jack Reuler, founder of the Mixed Blood Theater here in Minneapolis, spoke with such energy and reverence about Dr. King on Sunday. He reflected on their shared history as Unitarians and about the principles he shares with Dr. King. He founded the theater on U.U. principles, with a passion for Dr. King and his vision as well. He recited passages from Dr. King's speeches that I had never heard before and that struck me with new awareness of his brilliance; not a perfect man, Dr. King, but a man of legendary service. This was the first message I've seen receive a standing ovation in this church.

Unitarian Universalists are by their very nature people of service through social justice. I am not a traditional U.U. person, but I can appreciate their service while offering and honoring my own contributions. I honor equally the service of each person who raises a child in love, who cooks with reverence for the gifts of Earth, who meditates, who breathes for the planet, who takes care and offers solace to another human being, who asks the hard questions, who contributes to Habitat for Humanity, who brings mittens for the hands of a cold child, who prays, who stands in non-violent demonstration, who serves in uniform. I honor the dreamers and those who bring the dreams into substance. Understanding them all is not my job, but honoring the service expands the good it does, the effect it can have.

Last night, as I found myself surprised that I had not mentioned Dr. King in my post yesterday, I realized that when I think of Mohandas Gandhi, and I do so often, I also think of Dr. King. Such different leaders, but each leaders of people who are forever changed by their vision and having an impact on the Consciousness beyond what we can understand. They do not stand alone, but they do stand tall. So do we all, each in our own way, as we serve.

Honoring, each of us, the manner in which we serve has the effect of exponentially expanding the energy of that service. We can serve with self-deprecation. It is still service. We can also, without ego, serve and honor the service and ourselves, thus expanding the effect of the contribution. Consciousness expands when we respect the Creation that is us; you and me, public or private, honoring what the Creator invested in us.

The heroes among us may not be visible, at least not until they touch our lives and change us in that moment, that day. Whether it be the kind and helpful clerk, the neighbor who reaches out, the thoughtful driver, the pilot who saves hundreds of lives, the friend who makes the extra phone call, the person who prays, or the leader who gives us hope, I honor each of us in service today. We are agents of change. Let us take a deep breath and honor ourselves.

Breathing and Honoring,

I am Phyllis, still Becoming