August energy forecast: Nothing left to lose

by | Jul 31, 2019

Theme of the month: Death, freedom, the artist’s way

The Quote: We must be prepared to lose everything in order to be free. The good news is there is nothing left to lose. In August we are invited to lay down our arms in the battle with our souls.”

The Spread: August’s spread is called The Prayer, based on Francis of Assisi’s entreaty to the Damiano cross. Jesus responded to Francis: “Rebuild my house”. It became the calling of his life. This spread assumes a similar calling for us all.

Theme of the month: Death, freedom, the artist’s way

The Quote: We must be prepared to lose everything in order to be free. The good news is there is nothing left to lose. In August we are invited to lay down our arms in the battle with our souls.”

The Spread: August’s spread is called The Prayer, based on Francis of Assisi’s entreaty to the Damiano cross. Jesus responded to Francis: “Rebuild my house”. It became the calling of his life. This spread assumes a similar calling for us all.

The Prayer:
PILGRIMAGE (SOULMATE)

The idea of Pilgrimage has always been to pare back the distractions for an unmediated encounter with Self, to pre-empt the accounting season of Death and meet it at least halfway. As the French Renaissance writer Montaigne put it: “Since God gives us permission to arrange for our own removal, let us prepare for it. Let us pack up our belongings, take leave bedtimes of the company, and shake off those violent holdfasts that engage us elsewhere and estrange us from ourselves.”

Our prayer then for August is to encounter death itself, so that we may live. Lest that sound ominous, death does not have to be scary. It’s time to honor the self that is passing away: the history, the triumphs and despairs, the dreams that sustained us and took us as far as we could go by will alone. We are saying goodbye without knowing what the future looks like, without any certainty at all other than a felt sense of destiny and unity drawing us forward.

Our souls have been knocking on the door; sometimes welcome, sometimes sent away as bearers of bad news – the tenuousness of the connection only reflecting our divided loyalty. But something has changed. The soul is more present than ever before, and even the old personality doesn’t have much fight left. So many illusions have been unmasked; our clinging just brings heartbreak. We must be prepared to lose everything in order to be free. The good news is there is nothing left to lose. In August we are invited to lay down our arms in the battle with our souls. Hallelujah.

Old foundation:
EAGLE (HEALER)

The upper world of spirit is the domain of Eagle. Our old house was built on a claim to the vision that we assumed was moulding our lives. Call it destiny – or at least our perception of destiny. But it’s a dangerously unstable foundation when we have the order of things reversed. The house was only ever a temporary structure, designed as a holding space for the tempering of our lives and a reorientation of desire. But who owns the vision?

The muse has a reputation as terribly capricious among artists: flighty, ethereal, unpredictable. This spirit of an idea chooses the artist, rather than the other way around. Chasing a muse is a fraught exercise that pits our will against something we cannot see, control, seduce, manipulate or bargain with. The only thing that works is humility and surrender.

In other words, we can no longer mould the vision, our idea of destiny, into a form that merely reflects our personality and lower drives and impulses. Ironically, it is our unmet desire for unconditional love that set up all these compensatory mechanisms. There is no distinction here between the artist, the mystic and the Healer – they are all human conduits for unconditional love; they all practice self-emptying as the means for the divine to find expression through them.

Our destinies do not belong to us, but without us they can never find form. When we surrender to that dignified humbling, the whole separation between the Dream and the Dreamer breaks down. As the Heart Sutra states: form is emptiness; emptiness is form.

New foundation: 
SANTA MARIA (MANTRA)

There is nowhere else to be but here. This is obvious. Yet our dreams had us somewhere out there … even if out there was somewhere unknown, always unreachable. As human beings we have largely sanctified what we don’t have. We have elevated the pursuit with airy romanticism – at stark odds with the ruthless wheels of commerce – and then grim determination, as if its value is measured by staying just out of reach. Unlike the artist, who bows before the muse, the ugly truth was we were never meant to catch this cultural daemon. It kept us distracted, and that was the point.

Our new foundation does not exist in this world, not yet. If we lay down our insistence of what our lives should look like, the dream finds expression through us. This is not the flight of escape to a heavenly abode, but an elegant interplay between transcendence and immanence: between the inconceivable vastness of our true nature and the intimate proximity of our souls. We are the bricks and mortar of the temple that bridges worlds. We don’t have to build anything new.

By going nowhere, we find ourselves everywhere. We abandon the pursuit. Like the artist, our renderings may be an imperfect replica of the divine, but with every perfect attempt – with every movement towards self-emptying – our doors are flung wide open to be fully occupied by the sacred. 

Material:
DESPACHO (KUYAS)

Our material needs are not alienated by such lofty principles. That’s besides the point. If anything, they are elevated, right alongside our spirit. Despacho suggests a long period of going without is coming to an end. Our circle is closing. We have been galvanised by operating with less: less energy, less money, less time, less space. To what end?

The aim is to become untouchable; not tempted by the lesser security that keeps us bound to the scarcity cycle of cause and effect. Even the rich fear losing their money. This is true poverty. We are ready now to take the plunge. It’s not blind faith. We are simply operating according to different principles that govern our new world, even while the old world collapses. As multidimensional players, we can’t be limited to a singular notion of wealth and the very idea of ‘work’. It is incumbent upon us to bring joy to our creating in this experimental lab, the microcosm of our lives.

Life, of course, has moulded us well. We need to be dexterous in this new space, fluid, and open to change. Released from the cocoon of less, we are free to create more and discover talents we didn’t know we possessed and pathways that had been obscured to our vision. It is a cascading effect. Just one change, one thing radically new, can open up new vistas of potential. What opportunity will present itself for us to take a different course? Don’t judge appearances or use the old metrics. In the quantum field, all bets are off. The pinpoint of light is a doorway to the infinite.

Mental:
CHRIST (CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS)

Jesus was bestowed with the title King of the Judeans, and then mocked with a crown of thorns. But he was insistent that his kingdom was “not of this world”. The apostles had trouble understanding the revolution Jesus was proposing (Mary Magdalene was largely written out of that history, of course). So it is with our mental constructs. Our symbolic transfiguration and resurrection were just the beginning. A mind can be illuminated and still lapse into old patterns of thought. A mind can be set free from the body and still get lost in its obsessive geometries.

The double appearance of Christ draws reference to what author Richard Rohr calls the cruciform patterns to reality. We are nailed to the cross-purposes of duality and to be an agent of reconciliation is to suffer the same fate as Christ. “It eventually becomes evident,” he writes, “that you’re going to get nailed for any life of real depth or love, because this upsets the world’s agenda of progress.”

‘Christ’ is a title meaning ‘anointed one’. As Thomas Aquinas wrote, Jesus was “both the Godhead anointing and the manhood anointed”. Fully divine and fully human, in other words. In August we give the mind its due – a final purge of unhelpful constructs – before merging with the higher mind of Christ Consciousness. Though we may lapse again and again as an expression of our messy humanity, once the bridge has been made, nothing can tear it asunder.

Spiritual:
MESA (ANCESTORS)

The Mesa is a symbolic collection of our life experiences. We inherited the burdens of our ancestors – some of whom may have been us – with a rare courage born of grace. This was a weighty endeavour in inverse proportion to the lightness of our spirit. It is said the voice of the soul whispers, yet the conditioned world roars. Here those old dichotomies end. This suggests that we may have doubted the strength of our spirits, or compartmentalised that Self never disconnected from truth.

Either way, it has been an ambiguous relationship marked by our withholding. Total commitment to spirit infers a total annihilation of our egos. Of course we’ve been holding back. That is not to suggest a great enlightenment is upon us: the last guttural cry of Jesus on the cross. Rather, we have reached a tipping point, beyond which there will be no turning back. To blaze a trail means going beyond where the ancestors went. We can no longer have a foot in both camps. It makes us dizzy anyway.

The Mesa is a complete circle comprised of stones from the cardinal directions of the medicine wheel; we might as well say too, the cardinal points of the cross. This is what we are giving up to spirit: the totality of our lives and the lives of those who went before us. We are perfectly self-contained now. Nothing is missing. No more waiting, no more holding back. Our prayer and offering is to render unto God what is God’s; and render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s – without feeling the sting of contradiction or a betrayal of our values.

That means we are more fully in this world than ever before, while those whispers now command our undivided attention.

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