Big Magic, by Elizabeth Gilbert. It is an inspirational book on many levels. It considers the art of creativity as the entry point to understanding a benevolent relationship with the divine. It considers that deep within our psyche there is the possibility of symbiosis, serendipity, the unexplained, a sense of being guided along as a co-creator, but mostly an opportunity for each of us to take the hero's journey to the centre of our hearts where the golden egg or pranic ambrosia resides.
It's the stuff fairy tales are made from; the everyday and ordinary made sensual and alive, more vivid and primal. All of a sudden you can't take for granted that a tree won't have a conversation with you or your best buddy is not 7ft tall and hairy.
(note: you get to decide if the way you see the world is through this lens)
And in my mind, I wonder what happened to the world of healthcare that became so clinical, so dry and so distant from our roots. Just like those synthesized supplements taking out the "active" ingredient and discarding the rest, might you wonder that it's the rest, working as a silent behind the scenes partner, that made the active ingredient the star?
On the one hand, we have the butterfly effect, and on the other, we have synthesied herbs. On the one hand, we have more counselling today than ever before, and on the other, our preferred method to connect with others is via SMS or IM.
Our schooling system puts a lot of factual knowledge in our heads and we leave without the ability to communicate. To communicate with our menstrual cycle as women, to communicate when our bodies don't feel right, to communicate how to navigate the season, to listen to the plants and animals, stars and moon, to communicate the transition to our elderly years, to communicate connection with another under the broad heading of love in all it's confusion and glory.
Our mentors are right in front of our nose, but we are not listening.
There is a strong desire amongst the troubled of heart to want understand the part of their childhood that led to the obstacles that appear as adults. If you're a reincarnation kind of person, as I am, I consider that childhood is not where anything began, it's just where this life started illuminated with heightened senses alongside. It's where our nose, eyes, taste, are new and fresh and better able to connect with nature and converse. The very stark difference I see between childhood and adulthood is just the murkiness that separates the senses from the conversation with nature. The young are more in tune with the feeling of the times because they have keener senses to converse with (of course, unless they mute them with numbing substances - too bad - a lack of guidance from appropriate teachers might see sensitivity as a weakness without a structure to fall back on).
And then there is the disconnect that is happening today through an overload of unsatisfying communication. Small talk walks alongside the avoidance of "touchy" subjects. Just look at the media and politics today - people "break up" over opinion. We are all walking on broken glass around each other because WHAM! we might not be friends anymore. And from this, just like the sadness of sugar-free, wheat-free, dairy-free, joy-free food out there, our conversations with each other are bland niceties constructed to avoid offending.
I see part of the issue as disgruntled organs, the hate of the gallbladder, the anger of the liver, the fear of the kidneys - they seem to have taken centre stage as the feelings that accompany our thoughts. The heart of the person is locked behind a prison wall of unruly emotions. They know it, and it's better to keep "mum" than to give the other a tongue lashing. The problem with that, is that thoughts can be as hurtful. Holding back your words does not mean you don't cause a problem in your relationships. Thoughts are more subtle and therefore more penetrating. Ironically, you may do less damage by words than by the "feeling" you put off. I'm not suggesting either is beneficial, but it's worth considering the perspective that the work is not done by holding your tongue.
Dr Claudia Welch references the 4 stages of speech in her book "The Art of Medicine", citing the para vani, that place below the navel, as the space that is wordless and in tune with others or as Jack Gilbert writes in his poem (Music is in the Piano only when it's played) "In the quiet that is the music of that place, which is the difference between silence and windlessness." I love that reference.
The messages from the wise (and the quiet), are suggesting the remedy for all that ails us in our communication with each other is not MORE talking but more sitting, more observing, more quiet time with ourselves (sorry Oprah!) Women are not from Venus and men from Mars, not at the core that sits with the divine. Our genders are outward expressions but the heart energy is a common one. Dr Lad tells us that to truly heal another is to truly listen.
Dr Svoboda recommends in his lecture on omens "nature is trying to communicate with you all the time. You going out and trying to get a hold of something is not going to provide you as much useful information as you sitting quietly and letting things come to you."
You can get everything you need to know from creating the space to observe.