Men are from Mars

I absolutely LOVE this photo, by my friend, Gail Fulkerson. It brings to mind a few things. The first is that there is that expression, "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus." I find a lot of times that the message in this expression is very true. Although equal, men and women simply are different. Not just biologically different, but psychologically different as well. It all stems back to how we were hard wired in primordia in order to survive. Now in our "refined" ways, that hard wiring still exists. We communicate so completely differently at times and wonder what the heck went wrong when the other freaks out on us. Let's face it....it happens. And much of it is because of the way we were hard wired millenia ago.

The other thing that this photo evokes is the awareness that if we constantly wear a frown we are always going to end up being parched, dried out.......lifeless. Our emotions belong to the water element. When we flow with our emotions we allow the water to saturate our beings and replenish our souls. We become vibrant and radiant. We become the epitome of the lush, rich soil of Gaia.

The third thing that this photo inspires is the awareness that we all need the light and the shadow aspects of our lives in order to become whole. Without the shadow part (that which most folks are afraid of and fight against) we would not be able to fully appreciate the Light part. Without the Light, we would also become oblivious to the shadow. Each is needed in balance with one another in order to allow ourselves to fully become the beautiful portrait of our lives that we were each meant to be.

The more we relax into life, the more we enjoy the richness of all the experiences it has to offer.

Blessed Be
Trent
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www.deerhornshamanic.com

Peanut Butter Sandwiches, Anyone?

“Remember that your mama is a worrier and your papa is a warrior...”  Sarah Kay. 

I have often wondered how many times my mama worried about me.  I know that when I was ill and almost died, she worried.  I know that when I was in a car accident that could have killed me, she worried.  I know that every time I brought home another girlfriend to meet her, she worried.  But how many times did she worry when I was not aware of it?  I will likely never know.

My papa was, in his own way, a warrior.  But he was the type of warrior who would go to war to fight for a cause.  He was not the type of warrior with stamina for life’s journey.  You see, a true warrior to me is one that will not just protect you but will also do whatever it takes on a daily basis.  A true warrior is the guy who will make 10,000 peanut butter sandwiches over the course of a lifetime for his kids’ lunch boxes, every day, for school, before going off to his job, like it or not, every single day because that is what it takes to keep a roof over his family’s heads and clothes on their backs and food on their table.  He is not the type to complain about how much food his 10 year old son is eating because it costs so much to buy groceries these days.  Instead he will marvel at how much his son is eating and the fact that he is a growing boy who will grow big and strong and be a warrior like himself on day.

There are not a lot of warriors I know these days.  I am very grateful for the ones that I do know.  These are the guys who don’t encourage their daughters to play hockey just so that they will have something in common with them when they get older, but who will attend ballet classes with their daughters because that is what interests them.  These guys will encourage their daughters to be intelligent and strong and will encourage their sons to be loving and attentive.  These are the guys that are my friends.

Blessed Be

Trent

http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn

www.deerhornshamanic.com