{"id":5788,"date":"2019-09-23T12:01:25","date_gmt":"2019-09-23T17:01:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/priestessyourlife.com\/?p=5788"},"modified":"2019-09-23T12:13:55","modified_gmt":"2019-09-23T17:13:55","slug":"school-of-the-widely-open-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/priestessyourlife.com\/school-of-the-widely-open-heart\/","title":{"rendered":"The School of the Widely Open Heart"},"content":{"rendered":"
I want to share a vision I have been holding for the last year, for the School of the Widely Open Heart!<\/p>\n
The recent New Moon in Virgo did my head in<\/strong>. I felt stripped back, abraided at a soul level. Unmoored <\/strong>from aspects of meaning and identity. Beliefs I’d built myself on.<\/p>\n The energy of the monk<\/strong>, the ascetic<\/strong>, was very present for me, which of course, links us to Virgo and its themes of service <\/strong>and self-denial<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I needed to act out a form of \u2018sackcloth and ashes<\/strong>,\u2019 in that ancient way humans have always visually communicated to each other and to themselves that \u2018it\u2019s not business as usual right now, folks, I\u2019ve lost something precious\u2026<\/em>\u2019<\/p>\n So I shaved my head as part of of a rebirthing ceremony<\/a><\/strong> on Treaty 1 land (according to the wisdom of an indigenous elder<\/a><\/strong> from thousands of miles away). Just as I did once before<\/a><\/strong> on different country.<\/p>\n It felt right, and I trust that this act roots me here more strongly than ever. I need to be grounded <\/strong>in order to pull off what is being asked of me.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n On New Moon day, I recalled a (literal) dream I had this time last year, where I dreamed I was part of The School of the Widely Open Heart <\/strong>(SWOH). Those words strung together, the idea that such a place could exist, gripped me, this New Moon.<\/p>\n It planted itself firmly as a seed that demanded my attention and facilitation.<\/p>\n Not sure about you, but I\u2019m more conscious of my closed-heartedness<\/strong>, in general, and the ever-present gap between how I\u2019m showing up and how I could be showing up.<\/p>\n Given the impossibility of staying open all the time, the SWOH is obviously a school for failures<\/strong>. That’s me there, first in line there!<\/p>\n But on the other hand, the idea of the SWOH is so potent because I, like many of you, journey through life with a heart that is constantly broken<\/strong>, a heart and body that somehow missed the part in the soulful assembly line where we got handed our armour<\/strong>, or at least our \u2018feathers\u2019 to help the hard things just roll off (like water off a duck’s back).<\/p>\n I feel things<\/strong>. I feel so many things. And a whole bunch of them I\u2019d rather not feel at all.<\/p>\n So, the SWOH is also for us misfits<\/strong>, those of us who\u2019ve been told we are too sensitive<\/strong>.<\/p>\n Who\u2019ve been ridiculed for crying over \u201csmall\u201d things.<\/p>\n Who\u2019ve had to squish their natural feeling \u2018way\u2019 just to survive in all the social institutions that make up so much of modern-day life: schools, workplaces, etc.<\/p>\n Who never got over being energetically or literally abandoned as a child.<\/p>\n Somehow, the call is to stay open, to stay feeling<\/strong>, even in the face of emotional whiplash<\/strong> disappointment and betrayal.<\/p>\n Especially the ways in which we disappoint and betray ourselves.<\/p>\n 💜<\/p>\n <\/p>\nDream of the School of the Widely Open Heart<\/h2>\n
Pain as Purpose, Pain as Power<\/h2>\n