Wow! Applying receiving in specific ways has such incredible results.
First I attempted to receive EVERYTHING at once. It was incredibly overwhelming, sickening really. I lost balance, the ability to see clearly, sounds became hollow and incoherent and yet full and overbearing. It was a field day of polarities that through my entire being off.
Singling my receiving down to a pinpoint on an object had interesting results as well. It was as if my whole world was this thing. At first it was comforting but then I began to experience anxiety and even anger, "are you lying to me?" "do you even care about me?"
Receiving only negative was extremely powerful. Practicing this while opening mail made for an incredible experience. Every word, the way the envelope resisted being opened, the very feeling of the paper, the information they were disclosing--EVERYTHING WAS TERRIBLE. Such intense feelings of frustration, anger, rage... they were immediate and full and I didn't have to try to experience them; I just was.
I ended on a positive note: receiving everything as positive. This made opening the rest of the mail fun and light hearted. Even though some of the information in the gas bill was disconcerting (how are we spending more money on gas at a house in which no one is currently living and no appliances are turned on), my reception of the information as positive transformed this into important information that we wouldn't otherwise know. "We might need to keep an eye on it, the gas bill could be alerting us to problems with our gas line. How wonderful and thoughtful!!!"
Friday, August 15, 2014
POA Receiving (Morning)
This morning as I was driving back home from dropping Haley off at work I was seeking structures that represent Flying, but nothing was satisfying. Suddenly, when I entered my neighborhood I saw a wonderful Moonflower plant with all it's buds open to the morning air and thought, "what a beautiful representation of Receiving." So, I take that as a sign that today is not supposed to be about Flying and will instead focus on the tool, Receiving.
Ideas to play with:
Being so open to everything that it's overwhelming.
Being incredibly focused on a singular point and Receiving only from it.
Only being able to Receive negative (or positive) things.
Ideas to play with:
Being so open to everything that it's overwhelming.
Being incredibly focused on a singular point and Receiving only from it.
Only being able to Receive negative (or positive) things.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Floating POA (Evening)
I returned to Floating this evening, starting off with the idea of a rage so intense that it bursts into bright clarity, but this quickly morphed into a large cat stalking prey. This struck me as very interesting because at first glance I would put a hunting cats slow controlled movements in the molding realm, but the realization that the cat is weightless, moving without the slightest bit of resistance, opened a whole new world of possibility. Suddenly the lack of physical effort allowed for the most acute concentration on the prey. All of my being went out to the object as I moved so incredibly slowly and fluidly. Never have I found it easier to move at such a slow tempo.
I morphed this into floating through a mental fog and found what it must be like to be highly sedated. Images flicker into view, ideas float by and disappear, but it's otherwise a vacuous existence on the mental plane. This floating thought slowed my body, as if forgotten; movements were sparse and meaningless.
I experimented further by applying the tool to the task of picking up the house and found that floating and flowing were combining. Trying to remove them from each other proved difficult, when concentrating on separating the two it became confusing--was a floating or flowing? do the two have similar qualities? What I decided is that perhaps I wasn't combining them, that the feeling of flowing can come in to play while floating. Imagine a feather floating through the air. An object moves by it, disrupting the air around it and the feather flows along the new current. It's still weightless, it still moves without hinderance, it's just effected by the external forces that come in contact with it.
I morphed this into floating through a mental fog and found what it must be like to be highly sedated. Images flicker into view, ideas float by and disappear, but it's otherwise a vacuous existence on the mental plane. This floating thought slowed my body, as if forgotten; movements were sparse and meaningless.
I experimented further by applying the tool to the task of picking up the house and found that floating and flowing were combining. Trying to remove them from each other proved difficult, when concentrating on separating the two it became confusing--was a floating or flowing? do the two have similar qualities? What I decided is that perhaps I wasn't combining them, that the feeling of flowing can come in to play while floating. Imagine a feather floating through the air. An object moves by it, disrupting the air around it and the feather flows along the new current. It's still weightless, it still moves without hinderance, it's just effected by the external forces that come in contact with it.
Floating POA (Morning)
This morning I was inspired to explore the tool of floating. While standing in a coffee shop I gazed about, taking in random images, until I settled on a woman's steaming breakfast. The fine mist rose into the air effortlessly, it moved without hinderance in any direction it pleased. For a few moments I watched the beauty of the movement and then adopted my interpretation of the sensation of that quality: floating.
I pondered the question, "Does floating necessarily have to be flowing?" My answer, "Why put a boundary on anything?"
In my practice I allowed the floating tool to move throughout my body, experimenting with different centers to awaken my still groggy limbs. It was interesting to note the difference of feeling when floating emanated from the eyes vs the toes. The same general spirit of the tool existed (unhindered movement in any direction) but when in the eyes it seemed to effect the thoughts more directly, and when in the toes it was more directly tied to the will. Not to say that the will wasn't effected when the tool was in the eyes (or vice versa), simply that the strength of the tool--it's dominance--was more influential when deposited close to the thinking center or willing center.
Walking out of the coffee shop, I addressed my initial conception that floating as an expanded movement by taking on a more contracted form. This did not diminish the effects of floating, rather it seemed to direct the power of the tool vertically rather than in a general sphere. This made me feel thin and tall; it also altered my gate.
The vocal quality of floating was unique, too. Not singsongy per-say... more free to move in any direction on the scale of the voice. Thoughts and feelings seemed weightless; direct or curving depending on the demands of the moment, but always easy, unhindered.
I liked how the floating made me feel emotionally--light, at ease, happy--but this afternoon I fully intend on exploring how floating could exist within a less peaceful feeling. For instance, the moment of complete rage where everything slows down, becomes clear. Or the feeling of extreme envy, when time seems to stop and all you have are your brooding thoughts of "how unfair" and "it should be mine" and "why not me?"
I pondered the question, "Does floating necessarily have to be flowing?" My answer, "Why put a boundary on anything?"
In my practice I allowed the floating tool to move throughout my body, experimenting with different centers to awaken my still groggy limbs. It was interesting to note the difference of feeling when floating emanated from the eyes vs the toes. The same general spirit of the tool existed (unhindered movement in any direction) but when in the eyes it seemed to effect the thoughts more directly, and when in the toes it was more directly tied to the will. Not to say that the will wasn't effected when the tool was in the eyes (or vice versa), simply that the strength of the tool--it's dominance--was more influential when deposited close to the thinking center or willing center.
Walking out of the coffee shop, I addressed my initial conception that floating as an expanded movement by taking on a more contracted form. This did not diminish the effects of floating, rather it seemed to direct the power of the tool vertically rather than in a general sphere. This made me feel thin and tall; it also altered my gate.
The vocal quality of floating was unique, too. Not singsongy per-say... more free to move in any direction on the scale of the voice. Thoughts and feelings seemed weightless; direct or curving depending on the demands of the moment, but always easy, unhindered.
I liked how the floating made me feel emotionally--light, at ease, happy--but this afternoon I fully intend on exploring how floating could exist within a less peaceful feeling. For instance, the moment of complete rage where everything slows down, becomes clear. Or the feeling of extreme envy, when time seems to stop and all you have are your brooding thoughts of "how unfair" and "it should be mine" and "why not me?"
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