Friday, November 21, 2008

Butterflies and Unicorns

Some things need to be believed in order to be seen. We have such strong filter systems on our perceptions that something can be right there in front of us and we just won't see it. I have a syndrome that I call the Y Chromosome Deficiency Syndrome. Being a male person, as many male persons experience, I usually cannot see something that I am looking for in the cupboard, in the closet, on the computer desk, in the "drawer of all things," in the "box of all things", and the list will go on. It usually takes an X Chromosome person to be able to find it for me. And, voila!, there it was, exactly where she told me it would be. Sometimes (okay most often) it leaves me feeling like quite the fool. The thing is that I cannot be too hard on myself about this because it is a serious disorder. Really! It is!

In Brooks, Alberta, there is an O'Shea's restaurant and in this restaurant there is a display of beautiful stained glass, one of which is a unicorn. I looked up, saw it, and said to my Love,"Hey, check out that unicorn!" She actually saw it. That was the first time that I had ever said those words and had someone actually see what I was talking about! Fortunately for her, and for me, this one was in this dimension of reality and was right there for any mortal to see. You would not believe the looks I get when stained glass is not involved! The thing is, I believe in unicorns. No, I don't brake for unicorns and hobbits, but I will slow down and give them a chance to move on. Because I believe in unicorns I am able to see them. The filters that society tried to put on my mind got lost in the shuffle somewhere while I was struggling to escape.

So now there is a beautiful butterfly effect that takes place. I can flip in consciousness from one dimension to the other and stay grounded in this one at the same time. Very cool indeed. Perhaps being from the Butterfly clan helps me. We in the Butterfly Clan are very used to shifts and changes within ourselves and cope very well with shifts and changes in our world. What we have to do, though, is honour where we are developmentally in any given situation. Are we in the egg form? The larva stage? The caterpillar stage? The cocoon stage? The butterfly/moth stage? When we honour which stage of development we are in, we no longer force ourselves to try to be in a different stage and just flow with the stage that exists. That way, we get out of our own way as we develop on our earth walk now.

Blessed Be

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Gail said...

I was listening to an African Tribal Drumming CD in the car as I drove to the Power Animals workshop on Saturday morning. I saw myself stalking prey, spear in hand, on a grassy plain in Africa. So intent was I on getting within killing range of my target, I forgot one of the first rules of the hunt, and that is to watch and listen for lions hiding in the tall vegetation. Many hunters before me had fallen by forgetting to do this; I realized too late that I was walking in their footsteps, when I'd stalked my way to within mere feet of a lion who was also stalking the same game. We made eye contact. In the time it took for me to draw breath to scream - a flash point of bright and terrifying understanding - I was despatched in a flurry of teeth and claws powered by incredible speed and strength.
I watched my death by lion, yet still made it to the workshop unscathed.

Trent Deerhorn said...

Totally and completely cool!