The Stillness of Spirit…Merry Christmas!

Experiencing the Gift of Winter

This time of year Washington State is gray and wet. The sun did not come up until past 8am this morning and it will be dark shortly after 4pm.

As I ponder the waning light something holy within me stirs. Approaching the shortest day of the year doesn’t bring the winter blues it once did, instead, my awareness gravitates toward the sacred within me that revels in the feeling of absolute silence, in no-thing-ness. I go further down and it sings to my spiritual ears like a heavenly choir and what I imagine must be angelic voices…emanating peace, joy and a complete center of being-ness.

The very earth herself whispers to me of sleeping in dark, warms spaces, of the womb and the possibility that lies in the miracle of rebirth. In total awe, I experience the message of this season that speaks of rest, rejuvenation and completeness…of being whole. Of the way of being before dualism and the split of segmented sexes…the way of being in and of ourselves complete.

The feeling travels me down the course of eternity, to depths that were previously unimaginable. To the solid, sure, core which is synonymous with possibility, dreams and the spark of creation…to this place my soul takes me and the word that comes is home.

The Soul’s Longing for Home

In the above passage I took you on a little soul journey of what the holiday season means to me at levels deeper than the rituals we perform each in year to celebrate.

This is a time of year that is often full of longing for joyful celebration and the deep connections of family and home but have you ever stopped to question that longing? Why does it drive you home each year? What does it want?

Over the years I have come to understand that as humans we come into the world with an inborn desire for family. Recently I asked those questions and the answer that came back was a little surprising to me.

For me being close to my family is symbolic of my deep seeded need to truly know and experience the joy of connecting with who and what I really am.

How interesting that the first view we develop of ourselves comes from the mirrors of our family and that what we see there causes us to cycle between wanting to get away from them and wanting to go back…wanting them to anchor us and wanting them to let us go.

Our families are our starting point of awareness and our movement within them represents the ebb and flow of the life to which we go and from which we come.

This holiday season I’m expressing gratitude for my family, who has assisted me in growing my consciousness and developing awareness in more ways than they will ever know.

Merry Christmas!

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Comments

By Patricia - Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker on December 26th, 2007 at 10:01 am

Paula, what a beautiful idea. Thanks for sharing it. It feels true to me. Going deep inside can give us so many answers. So many of us seem afraid to take that inner trip, not knowing that it is the trip we all really need to take.

By Paula Kawal on December 29th, 2007 at 10:12 am

Hi Patricia,

I used to paralyzed with fear about my inner self. Mostly it was internal judgment about who I was and of course what must lie in the dark corners of my being based on those assumptions. The most freeing work I’ve ever done revolved around releasing those thought forms so that I could get to know the real me. Which, not surprisingly, isn’t anything to fear

Much love,

PK