Myths and Twin Flames

The Greek legend that Aristophanes tells in Plato’s Symposium is another kind of story, which is similar to that of the second chapter of Genesis and the Hindu story of the Self. Aristophanes says that in the beginning there were creatures composed of what are now two human beings. And those were of three sorts: male/female, male/male and female/female. The gods then split them all into two. But after they had been split apart, all they could think of to do was to embrace each other again in order to reconstitute the original units. So we all spend our lives trying to find and re-embrace our other halves.

Although Aristophanes was considered more of a comic poet than anything else, I can’t help but wonder if his speech on love was meant to enlighten us on our crazy human behavior or confuse us even further. I guess it’s a primitive version of explaining why we feel a sense of wholeness when we meet an equal counterpart.

When I first read the Greek legend that Aristophanes talks about in Plato's Symposium, I didn't realize the correlation between his story, the Hindu story of Self and the second Chapter of Genesis when God creates woman from man. The two beings, male and female, are theorized to have begun as one and split into two life forms, but always maintaining a sense of connectedness with each other, whether on a spiritual, conscious or sub-conscious level. It could also explain why we have our feminine side and masculine side. It is quite fascinating when you think about it. In the same way that twin siblings are connected on an emotional and mental level, wouldn't it make sense to have that innate understanding within yourself if indeed there was another person out there who mirrored you? Truly something to ponder.

"Every relationship has a spiritual purpose that helps us grow and become stronger. Sometimes, our most challenging relationships bring the greatest personal blessings. From them we learn about forgiveness, patience, and other virtues." ~ Doreen Virtue

Hanuman Festival

The Hanuman Festival is two weeks away as I write this.  When I first heard about it, I knew it was something I had to attend.  Not just for the yoga but for the atmosphere, the energy.  I'm looking forward to losing myself in the moment.

Emptiness

Emptiness cannot be polluted by anything, its purity is total and absolute. Out of that emptiness, living in that emptiness, great joy and great peace arise and well up. This is what I call creativity. It can become a song, it can become a painting, it can become a dance, it can become love, it can become all kinds of things. But one thing is similar: it overflows. This overflowing love is a state, a luxury, a sharing for the sheer joy of sharing. 


-Osho

One Year in Denver

It's been a little over a year since I moved to Denver.  There is such a wide range of emotions, yet I feel as though I have so few memories to share.  Maybe I do, but they escape me at the moment. I traveled a bit, though it was mostly for work.  OK, almost entirely for work.  The last year of my life has been dedicated to work and then more work, followed by an awful lot of alone time that I like to refer to as exile. In the beginning I spent a lot of energy trying to figure out if this was a good or bad thing.  I have met a few really good people I would consider friends but in life there is change, so the lingering thought in the back of my mind is always questioning if I will be able to stay here long term or not.  It makes the rest of my life decisions a bit hard to make. But it also allows me to surrender to whatever will be. Some days I wish my career weren't a deciding factor on where I choose to plant that seed that eventually creates deep roots.

The last year has been such an adventure of self.  I have learned a lot about myself and my ability to interact with the human species in a corporate environment.  I have learned that quiet repose isn't a sentence or necessarily a bad thing. Quite the opposite. I feel like I ran around all over the country for the last several years.  It wasn't aimless or unnecessary. I don't regret any of it.  I am a lot more connected to who I am these days and more certain of what it is I really want.  I realize just how much shit I accepted in the past for the sake of being independent or giving someone too much benefit where it shouldn't have been allowed. The last year has been good to me. I now have enough.  In fact, more than enough.  Stabilization has occurred, even though I miss my family and friends a lot.  I have been here before, though. And like all changes during our lifetime (lifetimes), we react accordingly, we balance out, we adjust, we endure, we overcome and then we wait patiently for the next wave of change, whatever or wherever it may be.  My biggest lesson in this experience has been to forget everything that was, forget everything that you think will be and just live life, fully, in what is right now.

I had so many reserves when I moved here. It took 6 months to even be OK.  Even now, as beautiful as Colorado is, I am still not 100% OK.  Moving here, in some ways, really came as a surprise and went against everything I had "planned" for in my life.  But I'm glad I did it.  I have fallen in love with the space I'm in these days, and I don't mean that just in locality.  It is easier for me to take a few moments to express my gratitude. And when I look around, it doesn't take much to see what I have to be thankful for.  The sun shines brightly across a deep blue sky almost every day.  A breeze flows nicely into my 3rd floor window, the same window that is like a picture frame looking out west towards the mountains.  I never tire of seeing the mountains, or nature.  One would have to be completely dispassionate to not notice and appreciate the beauty and magical energy that exists here, although sometimes I feel as though the people here take ownership of the land, rather than acknowledging that they belong to the earth.

My first experience of Red Rocks happened at a drum circle on the night of the biggest full moon we'll see all year.  Mother Nature was in full force.  The wind was howling and blowing through the giant rocks like a powerful army of spirits rushing through. The rain poured down and the clouds hung low and heavy.  The moon peeked out just a couple of times to appease those of us who stood on the main stage with our drums.  The whole night was a magnificent display of how humans and nature belong to each other.

I have reconnected with the little girl inside that used to love riding her bike.  I went bike riding and shortly thereafter, bought a bike of my own.  My brand new cruiser sits in my living room, eagerly awaiting that first ride together.  She seems as anxious to shine as I am to show her off.

And Pickles, bless her sweet soul. Her fuzzy little paws greet me enthusiastically every afternoon when I get home.  My dog's unwavering love and loyalty have truly become one of my greatest gifts, especially during this journey of my life.  I hope that I become the person that she thinks I am.  :)

So looking back on this last year, I do have a lot to be thankful for.  The road may have started off a little rocky, with a lot of resistance on my part, but it has smoothed out.  And even though I think of where I may be next, I am content...and looking forward to the next chapter of my life.