So, I’m going to blog about something else.
This swine flu thing really bugs me. It just seems to me to be so much fear-based hype and hysteria. I’m not saying people haven’t gotten sick from it and I’m not saying people haven’t died from it, but it just seems overblown. I figure I could walk out the door and be hit by a bus just as easily as I could contract and die from this flu. And if we create our reality by what we focus upon, why in the world do we choose to focus on something like this. We are like moths to the flame of fear. Or like baby’s sucking on the very pig’s snout that we fear will kill us.
A friend of mine on Twitter (where swine flu has been one of the top trending topics all week long) recently wrote this post called “Swine Flu Immunity” and I think he’s got something. After reading the article, I tweeted him about it and that set off an interesting “twittersation” between us that went something like this:
Me: Love your Swine Flu post – I’m with you – they say wash your hands – how about washing our mental hands of it! I have.
Emmortal: LOL! You make way too much sense, Claire. Would you believe that I’ve already had 5 hits from Google on that after 3 hours?
Me: Not surprised at all – seems nothing reproduces quite as fast as fear – imagine many readers were surprised/disappointed at your POV!
Emmortal: Fear travels by thought at light speed, disease has to travel through space MUCH slower.
Emmortal: Disease is a common “plausible entry scenario” for fear that answers “Why am I afraid?” No one can stand fear with no cause.
Me: I’m working on ways to help people process/release fear. Positive thinking and affirmations are only a doily on a cesspool if fear goes underground.
Emmortal: Wish I could say you’re wrong about the doily, but I can’t. 🙁 Did you read my blog piece “Fear Itself“?
Me: I did read “Fear Itself” and I think you are right on the money (as usual!) 😉
Emmortal: I thought you had read that. Did you also see this one?
Me: Yep-fear/love is a big learning theme in my life. I think I’m finally getting it! (I faced my biggest fear & it disintegrated into love)
Emmortal: The weakest point is the belief behind the threat. The more specific you get, the more absurd it usually becomes.
Me: I was once told to speak any fear story in the voice of Mickey Mouse. So absurd you have to laugh. I think of Mr. Bill – “Oh Noooooo!”
Emmortal: Another key: whenever you decide you’re unwilling to experience anything, you put another bar in your personal prison.
Emmortal: It’s not just about getting past a certain fear. All fear in our lives rests on a few beliefs. Lose them, and it all changes.
Emmortal: A belief in personal powerlessness must be present in some form for any fear to exist. But people take it for granted.
Me: Re: bars in the cage – I did a great piece of collage art around that theme some years ago – will TwitPic it later if I can find it.
Emmortal: Cool! I’d love to see that. :>D
So, as promised, Emmortal, here it is. This is a collage I created in June 2004, a month after my son died. I was feeling lots of rage, grief, powerlessness, despair. The collage was sparked by a chance email forwarded to me by someone I didn’t even know. There was a whole bunch of astrological stuff in it from someone named Gururattan Kaur Khalsa, PhD. Most of it meant little or nothing to me. But one paragraph really grabbed my attention. It was about Pluto’s role in helping us to “uncover our darkness, expose our fears and examine what controls our thoughts and actions.”
One statement in particular really resonated with me: “There is no way we are going to set ourselves free without examining how we are imprisoned.”
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I wrote the statement, “There is no way we are going to set ourselves free without examining how we are imprisoned” on the top and bottom bars. There are 14 images and 14 vertical bars. On each vertical bar I tried to write a phrase that seemed to capture the feeling of one of the images.
My bars became:
1) Hanging on to imprisonment through belief in lack and limitation.
2) Fear of death and meaninglessness.
3) Poverty of spirit.
4) Martyrdom – oh poor me!
6) Belief in unworthiness.
8) Fear over love.
10) Need for vengeance, justice, payback.
11) Expecting help from “out there.”
12) Wounded inner child.
13) Turning a blind eye.
14) Disconnect from creative self.
I was realizing as I wrote all these things on the bars, that I was creating my own bars. The bars weren’t there unless I built them. I was creating my own prison. Just as Emmortal said in our recent twittersation,”whenever you decide you’re unwilling to experience anything, you put another bar in your personal prison.”
After completing the collage, I wrote this:
You believe in the bars
You pretend you have a captor
From that moment on you are a slave
to your own fears
to belief in lack
to belief in limit
to belief in your own unworthiness
to own happiness
to be yourself only and truly
to express what is your God-given right and command to express
Let it go…
You will not die unfulfilled
Your story is important
And only you can tell it
can live it
can breathe life into it
Tear down the bars
They are not real
only false shadows
The true you is
and always shall be
a shining star that only you can be
Life is short
the days are numbered
The only sin is not
living each one
holding it close
making it shine
as only you can do
But even self-recrimination
is a waste
for it is impossible
to truly waste a day
Is your unique unfoldment
What are your bars? And are you ready to tear them down?
Wishing you peace on the journey…
As always, I welcome your coments here or by email (Claire@DeepWaterLeafSociety.com)
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2 thoughts on “Tear Down the Bars”
Where there is fear, there is power over. An afraid populace is a controlable one. If people weren’t afraid of everything, and everyone else, all the time, it would be nothing less than revolution, and by goddess, we can’t have that! Think of the businesses that prey on insecurity that would fail!
Tens of thousands of people die of regular flu every year, and yet most of us don’t live in fear of that. Half a million people every year die of malaria, and yet we don’t freak out about that. If I am to believe that we leave this life when it is our time to, then I fear nothing. If it’s not my time to go, I’m not going to die from the flu this week. If it is my time to go, a mask and barely contained hysteria isn’t going to stop it.
Also, I am glad this milestone of Cameron’s passing over finds you with peace in your heart. You remain a guide ahead of me in the storm, and I hope I, too, can get there some day.