Glad you dug it.

I think about this one a lot. It gets me tear-ey every time.

Big mojo there.

‘He lost himself in love’ (just put that on a sticky note and set on my monitor… so I CANNOT forget, even if i try to )

Thinking now about how I lose myself in love and when it last happened. I wish I didn’t have to actually *think* about it.

Still… another fantabulous post Fabeku.

Thank you

Jeez… still thinking. I think this has started something that will lead to a post!
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hmm…yoga can do this to me. playing guitar used to (when i played it). drawing/painting. i’d like to have more ways to get there. thanks for the inspiration.
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After I wrote this I took a few days to rest. Which was helpful. And I spent lots of time hanging out with singing bowls, and drums. And chanting twice a day. So, yeah, I’m feeling a ton better.

And now I wanted to catch up with you fabulous folks.

@Gina – There is something really incredible that happens when someone opens up and becomes transparent. It’s one of those big-mojo moments. All that transparency allows something pretty big and pretty beautiful to shine through. And what you said about letting people know they’re not alone? I teared up. Sometimes I think just knowing that can save someone’s life, really.

@Mark – Big yays for KD and the goodness that he shares with so many of us.

@Marguerite – Thanks for sharing your meditation. Good schtuff!

@Wormy – I totally hope you’ve been wrapping yourself awesome self in Reiki every single night. And filling up and loving it. Because you rock. And isn’t it weird how easy it is to get stuck in the trap of not doing something gorgeous for ourselves because we don’t feel we need it? Wha? We need it and deserve it every single minute of every single day.

@Lilly – I think that’s a pretty awesome thing to be working on – holding the love between the weekends. That feels like real live enlightenment to me. Not the stuff that happens when one is alone on a mountaintop. That’s easy. The hard part – and the beautiful part - is doing it day to day. So the fact that you’re working on this? Absolutely awesome and inspiring and gorgeous.

@Tommy – I’m glad my tiny little words were helpful in some way, and KD gets all the credit for pointing the way to Maharaj-ji. I was so rocked by what he shared that I had to write about it. And what you said about there not being a need to gain anything feels really true for me.

@Tara – I could feel the connection you had with every thing you mentioned. It feels like a great big huge gift to have these moments where we plug into this bigger love. And I completely agree about making it a regular part of life. It does feel pretty essential.

@Annie – What you wrote made me clap my hands together. For real. Not because of the ack. But because of how you met it and that you did stuff to fill up. I really think that when we’re full there’s just less room for the ack. It’s like filling up hangs a big old no vacancy sign on the front door. And yay you for being at a place where the scared stuff feels out of place! Woot!

@Katie – I love that you mentioned nature, and all the good schtuff you experience when you’re there. And the story about the swing? So so cool. When I find someplace really gorgeous, it seems like I just fill up automatically. Just being outside in some fabulous place is awesome and healing and completely restorative.

@Jess – Making the space seems like one of the really critical parts, doesn’t it? It may be the most important part, really. I know, for me, the pattern of working too hard is all about space – filling it all up with work, and not leaving room to refill. Making space is so important. And thanks for the love and good vibes.

@Wendy – I can so relate on the music front. And I will gently yay you on toward letting some more music in. Slowly, in whatever way is comfortable for you. And yeah, the Dance of Shiva is outrageous in its awesomeness and beauty and totally-beyond-words-iness. And thanks for your thanks. This was kind of a hard post to write.

@Dharmamama – Your story made me smile ear to ear, like a great big drum-lovin’ fool. Isn’t it cool how this stuff just comes together, how the pieces start to line up without us doing much to make it happen? Then *boom* the road is all clear and gorgeous? I love it. And Mamady Keita? Blows. My. Mind.

@Tatty – I felt the same after I heard KD talk about it. It sounded great, but what could I do with it? It felt like it was a million miles away. I really struggled with this a lot – feeling like it was great in theory, but impossible in practice. So if there’s anything that gives you some joy, maybe start there. And see where it leads. You may find this really isn’t that far off. Methinks the singing bowl can also help too. This really did feel impossible to me, so I get what you’re saying totally.

@Donna – I’m glad you’ve been able to plug into this in so many different ways. And passing it on seems like a really good thing too.

And now, I try to pass it on as often as much as I can.

somewhat weird as well. i don’t know that i know how to do that…

i never refuel. ever. i keep rolling until i collapse and end up bed-ridden for a week. then it’s rolling again. i am getting near collapse now, i can feel it. maybe this time i will refuel before collapse. tomorrow i will make a date with my singing bowl. and i will massage my feet. and i might even not turn on the computer.

baby steps, right?
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How cool! That moment when, you realize: oh! It’s right here! And it’s been here this whole time.

My story with that: I knew I was meant to be a healer, but I didn’t know what that would look like. I decided to concentrate on my priority, my sons and unschooling, and trust that whatever it was would reveal itself to me in time.

I got more into playing West African music, I went to camps and workshops. During one workshop by Mamady Keita, who filled the room with his presence and love just by walking into it, other attendees and I went to lunch. I had often thought I wanted to spread drumming wherever I could, particularly to young people. But this one guy had just led a healing rhythms workshop at a senior center, and told the story of how one previously unresponsive man was tapping his foot, just barely, in time with the rhythms. The nurses said it was the most he had voluntarily moved in *years*.

Walking back to the workshop, walking with my new friends, it hit me: Drumming is healing. Drumming is healing, and I *know* how to drum. It was, literally, an angels coming out and singing, sunbeam shining down on me moment.

That was five years ago, and I love how each moment has played out, leading me exactly where I need to be.

Oh! It’s right here! Ready for me to jump into, for me to lose myself in love.
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1. Music can have this effect on me. Not all music, obviously. But there have definitely been times. And what I’m seeing for the first time right now is that although that’s a pleasurable experience, I also find it kind of scary. The losing myself. The filling with great swells of emotion and space and perspective. So I don’t let it happen much…by depriving myself of music. And I feel sad, now, thinking of that. And am telling myself that maybe I can start to let some music in, after all.

2. The other place I feel this is with Dance of Shiva. Short-circuiting my brain and then allowing my body to rest in shavasana is just so so so delicious. I am brought back to me, to the core of me, to the experience of being in my body and just being. Hard to describe.

Now, imagine if I could do Dance of Shiva… with music! I think I might explode. And I want to know what that feels like.

Thank you for writing this deeply personal post, and for sharing it.
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Sending you love tonight Fabeku! Thank you for being you.

I was talking to the Reserve Director one day and he told me that they replace the swing often – No not due to vandalism. The reserve is on a college campus and many students have fallen in love in exactly that spot and ask to purchase the swing! I suppose it is a romantic quiet place, but maybe they are not only feeling love for each other, but the love that surrounds us if we just take the time to stop and listen and feel and let go.

Fabeku, thank you for sharing your thoughts and the great link to KD. While you re-told his story well, there was something deeply moving about listening to and seeing him tell of that extraordinary moment.