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April 22, 2014
Before the World Wakes
Just before the coming of the pale rays of dawn, Mother Nature exists in a state of flux. Earth’s energy is stable, free of the disordered vibrations that are a by-product of humanity’s comings and goings. In these first moments of day, when the sun’s golden light is only just peeking over the horizon, our animal mind remains in the land of slumber though we ourselves are awake. Deep sleep has washed away the impurities of existence that accumulated within us, so our mental, physical, and emotional potential is heightened. To meditate in this peaceful yet energetically charged in-between time is to connect with the divine in an extremely intimate fashion. We discover a new kinship with the universal life force during morning meditations because our awareness becomes a mirror for earthly consciousness—we wake as the world wakes, quietly embracing the joy of being and setting the tone for a serene, fulfilling day.
In the first glorious glow of morning, the light, air, and energy flowing around us speak in hushed tones of the activity to come. While we recognize that another day of being means becoming once again immersed in the challenges of action and reaction, we also understand that we can draw upon the unique energetic qualities of daybreak for comfort, creativity, and vigor. There is bliss in the simple knowledge that we have been given the gift of another day of existence. We are inspired by sights and sounds of the sun’s gentle ascension. Birds serenade the luminosity, which grows richer by the minute. And though we may feel a residual lethargy, our vitality returns as our meditation helps us to become one with the stirring of other beings rubbing the sleep from their eyes. At the start of each day, our destiny has not yet been written, and so there is nothing we cannot do.
How we choose to meditate is less important than our choice to attune ourselves to the spirit of wakefulness that travels round the world each and every day. Even the briefest moment of quiet contemplation in the muted light of the sun can put all that is yet to come into perspective. As a consequence of our daybreak reflections, our lives are imbued with the same stability, tranquility, and increased awareness that humanity has long associated with the stillness of early morning
How delightfully refreshing it is to hear that Premier Jay Weatherill has not dismantled his family holiday purely because a royal couple has decided to visit South Australia?
Presumably, he and wife Melissa Bailey had planned their overseas trip around school holidays, as would any other couple with their own family trips, and then in comes the exciting news that Prince William and the Duchess of Cambridge have locked in dates for an Aussie trip including a visit to South Australia.
And if Jay’s half the man I hope he might be, he’s probably received that news, by swinging back in his leather armed desk chair, face screwing up like a kid eating a brussel sprout and then spat out a quick four letter word that you won’t find in his next pubic speech.
Maybe he’s then called the wife to share the dilemma, hypothetically discussed the option of pulling the pin on the European trip and breaking the news to daughters Luci and Alice, and then…come to the conclusion that they can’t do that. One of those moments in the career of a highly successful person where the decision becomes about a couple of things, your job, your ego and being a good mother or father.
Of course Liberal leader Steven Marshall has been quick to comment “Does Mr Weatherill think his absence amounts to a warm welcome and an appropriate way of welcoming the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge to Adelaide? This royal snub is a royal embarrassment to South Australia.” Want to drop the word royal one more time Stevey?
The way I see it, it’s not just Jay that would have been mildly traumatised with the royal carrot being dangled all over their travel itinerary, spare a thought for poor Melissa, I mean, what wife of, is not going to be gagging to be part of the events that include a couple of well-loved royals plus an adorable, chubby cheeked future king in a pair of lederhosen’s?
Show me also a political wife that wouldn’t enjoy a bit of swanning around with the inner sanctum, dolled up for the world’s stage, getting to know two of the most famous people in the world, and getting to show off the home that they love? And she gets to wear a hat. A hat and it’s not even the races.
The mere thought of this type of gig could result in the entirety of Burnside to collectively combust, and poor Melissa is having to turn it down.
But then I guess though there’s always next year when Kate, Wills and George will of course be back for their annual week on the beach at Normie? Oh wait, no they won’t. Jay and Melissa…queue the sombre music, will never be part of a royal tour again.
Steven Marshall’s harsh dig at the Premier reeks of something that goes hand in hand with a royal tour, successful, wealthy people turning into hard core sycophants. The total obsession with being part of something that has a social stature to it that compares to none other and everyone wants a piece of it.
I also agree with the spokesperson for the Premier who reminded Mr Marshall that the royals would not be coming here “for the purpose of meeting the Premier”.
No, with all due respect, they’re unlikely to know one thing, let alone the name of anyone in state politics in Australia. Sure they’ll have advisors briefing them morning and night, but as for sitting around the Palace, with a map of Australia spread out on the royal rug, with William’s index finger ploughing down hard over South Australia, proclaiming royally “we must go there to see that lovely chap Jay Weatherill when we’re down under!” I think not.
I think any man that puts his children and wife first when he’s made a commitment to them shows a great deal of character, and anyone that throws around the word snub is probably just a bit of a snob.
I’m not sure who came up with the logo, KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON? I get it sounds all warm and fuzzy but it also slightly annoys me in its vagueness.
I read amongst the sad details of the unexpected death of Peaches Geldof this week that she’d said previously of her mother Paula Yates death from heroin in 2000, ‘… I just blocked it out. I went to school the next day because my father’s mentality was ‘keep calm and carry on’.’
And there it was again. Those five little words that appear to be so comforting and universal and although the essence of this suggestion is offered with love when heartbreaking things happen, it seems to be more about the fact we don’t know the first thing about dealing with grief.
I certainly don’t mean to point out that Sir Bob Geldof was lax in his parenting during this awful time where he’d have been dealing with his own grief but having to be the patriarch of a family that now had four young girls all mourning the loss of their mother. I cannot begin to imagine how he would manage much else than a practical to do list and as he may have suggested, to keep everyone calm so they could carry on.
But I do think we are completely clueless by and large when it comes to supporting ourselves and each other in regards to grief, and what an enormous literal stress that puts on our hearts as we continue our lives thinking we’ve moved through the worst of it?
I even noticed it recently watching the news and seeing how the Chinese families of the victims of the Malaysian Airlines crash were reacting to the lack of information and the shocking circus that was under way. They were utterly hysterical and really loud, clearly in the full throes of the grief process, albeit with the extra angst of not knowing really what happened, my point being is that they weren’t holding back on letting their grief go… and show.
We see TV footage of non-western communities and families grieving the loss of their loved ones where they literally throw themselves on the ground screaming from the depths of their lungs and you can’t help but feel a pang of shock that has, if we’re honest, a lot to do with the fact that we westerners are programmed to think we have to have this dignified grief. It shocks the system seeing someone so emotionally hysterical outwardly.
One of the most famous mourning images in our western history is that of Jackie Kennedy mourning President Kennedy. We admire her and the family for their composure. But is this really the healthiest way to mourn, or is this the healthiest way to mourn so others feel more calm? So we can supposedly quickly carry on?
Lorraine Webb, the Director at the Adelaide Healing Energy centre believes “With grief we must allow our bodies to do what they’ve got to do. Our body knows what it needs to do. You’ve got to surrender and allow all the processes to move through you.”
Lorraine says it’s important to feel ok to be able to say what you really feel in that moment, if that happens to be ‘It’s not ok with me, this isn’t fair’, then we should say what honours our grief process instead of this western response of ‘it’s ok, I’m getting there.’
We talk about the so-called grief process but how many of us actually allow the natural process of time to take us through all stages of grief such as denial, anger, resentment, guilt, remorse, without limiting it through personal or societal pressure?
Depression is suppression. It signals we chose a stop sign in our grief process with something big that happened in our lives. It’s no wonder we have such high rates of heart disease in our culture when we think it’s best to keep calm and carry on which puts an horrific strain on our hearts.
I’m sorry did I miss the news story about Gwyneth Paltrow murdering someone? What’s with the latest craze of tearing macro-biotic strips of poor Gwynnie?
LEAVE GWYNNIE ALONE…
Last week Mackenzie Dawson, gets worldwide attention for penning an open letter to the star, after a recent Gwyneth’s interview where she said, ‘It’s much harder for me, I feel like I set it up in a way that makes it difficult because … for me, like if I miss a school run, they are like, ‘Where were you?’
Ok, there’s two examples here where she says ‘for me…’ the first as it stands may seem to suggest she’s saying it’s harder for her than for other mothers. However there was no full stop or end to her comments, which are then followed by her next ‘for me’, which reads pretty clearly… to me, that she’s saying she is taking ownership that she has created a life, her choices that have resulted in a lack of routine with her kids.
This says to me that she as many other working mothers, grapples with the fact that she might be letting her kids down by them not seeing mummy at the school gates where other kids do. Why would we presume that she doesn’t suffer from genuine career mum guilt which is not assigned purely for those that work in films?
She also says “I think it’s different when you have an office job, because it’s routine and, you know, you can do all the stuff in the morning and then you come home in the evening. When you’re shooting a movie, they’re like, ‘We need you to go to Wisconsin for two weeks,’ and then you work 14 hours a day and that part of it is very difficult. I think to have a regular job and be a mom is not as, of course there are challenges, but it’s not like being on set.”
I don’t read this like it’s a competition; I read that she’s pointing out the facts that a 9 to 5 job allows for you to be there for the kids in the morning and at night. Nowhere do I read that she’s implying ‘office working mum’s have it easy and I do not.’
So why is it that this needs to be taken as a personal attack against all working mothers that have normal working hours?
Mackenzie, I’m open lettering you right now, are you saying that it is wrong that mothers should follow their passions in regards to career, or is it just an issue if they happen to make a bucket load of cash doing what they are clearly very good at doing? Cash that goes towards providing for their family?
How is it that you can be so self-righteous yet point the finger at another accusing her of being the same?
And fancy having such a bitchy public crack at any woman, at a time when she is in the throes of splitting from the man she loved, and caring for two kids who now are losing their parents as they once were?
Or is it that children of celebrities don’t hurt when their parents split?
And Mackenzie while we’re creating this cynical little circus together, how about you spare a thought for every person who’s had a miscarriage, lost a child or can’t have children?
How about popping your poison pen down to celebrities for a jiffy while others might like to shout “Mackenzie what we would trade to have the struggles of having wet hair in the morning whilst trying to attend to a beautiful child but we never will.”
Gwyneth’s copped ridicule for saying she and her husband are ‘consciously uncoupling.’ How a statement that shows thought and wisdom is, suddenly become such a joke? Or would it make her more relatable if she said ‘I hate his guts and I’m currently shredding his childhood photos’?
I’d truly love to see Mackenzie women consciously uncouple themselves from making motherhood a constant wet hair competition.
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