Father’s Day

Lying in bed now after a pretty good night of sleep.  I wanted to and planned to go to Ecstatic Dance this morning and become one with the beautiful throng of writhing, sweaty, dancing bodies, but when it came down to it, I just couldn’t rally.  No regrets, yet at the same time I wish I had gone.                                                                                                                                                                                      It has become a habit to listen to the sound of the tires of the cars that pass by my house to hear if they sound normal of “slushy”.  Alas, slush it is, which means that this day,  the day before the First day of Summer, it is still raining and grey overhead, and we still haven’t seen the sun!, Unless you count an hour here or half a day there.  I cannot say what effect this has had on my overall health nor that of  those around me really, but I know that I could certainly use  more warmth and outside time about now.

So, Father’s Day.  Such a loaded statement lately, or so it would seem.  In these days where every woman is a Goddess….Isn’t the logical and correct correllation that every man is also a God?  Yet that part of the equation seems to have fallen through the grates of our collective mind.  One of  ”the ones”  that I grew up hearing was my Mother constantly telling me that “Beauty is as beauty does”.  I’ve always tried to hold to this as a truth in my life.  To expand on it, Goddess is as Goddess does and  God is as God does.  From here we could likely have as many different opinions are there are stars in the sky concerning what qualifies one as a God or Goddess, what attributes, and what behaviors?   For many reasons, God the Father has gotten a bit o a bad rap the past few thousand years, and I understand the ins and outs of this as much as anyone, trust me!  But regarding the new updated God/dess sensibilities…If it is a movement toward everyone more fully embracing their own Divinity, I couldn’t be more in!  This is a goal that more and more of us are, and need to be, moving toward.  If it is intended to facilitate the empowerment, healing, and integration of  the human race, again, I’m in.  However, if it used, as I have unfortunately seen it be, as yet another tool to create more seperation, division, and more of the “I’m better than you because I have these body parts and you don’t” mentality, then I am decidedly NOT in.  The days of  all women being considered inferior and or/subservient to men simply because of their gender, and in the name of “God” needs to end.  Along those same lines, the whole New Age “everyone with a Yoni is sacred, wonderful, and beautiful and everyone who doesn’t have one sucks!” mentality also needs to be over and done with.  We are all reflections of God/dess, we are all made up of the same stuff as God/dess, and ultimately we all ARE God/dess.  We are all here together and we are all important, irrelevant, sacred, profane, Loving, angry, beautiful, ugly, enlightened, ridiculous, and perfect in 0ur imperfections.  We all love… and hurt those we love… usually accidentally, but sometimes on purpose, and we all REALLY need to forgive and get over it, including me.

My Daughter, Yemays Oshala, is 21 years old now and attending school in Berkley. I haven’t spoken to her since I called her on her birthday which is on Christmas.  She never called to say thank you after getting the bouquet of flowers I sent and I haven’t heard from her since.  I don’t particualrly expect to hear from her today, though part of me would love to be proven wrong about that.  I got a text from my mother today about it all.  Alas, things would be different…if they were different, but they aren’t right now.  They could and hopefully will be someday.  Again, forgive, get over it, and move foreward, consciously creating what I want as I go.

It is an amazing life…Get on with the living of it!

Happy Father’s Day~

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Speaking  of which….PART 2!!

I am summoned out of bed by a phone call, though at this point I cannot recall if I made or received the call!  Two friends just finished a photo shoot and are ready for food.  Sure!  Comeon over!  Well, what was going to be a small breakfast for 3 quickly exploded into a meal for all in the house at that time, and the first official meeting of the “Too-Much-Fun-Club, HomeEdition”. It was wonderful and fun and healing and generated enough juice  to power the city of Portland  through the Summer, despite the current lack of sunshine!  It is the feeling of Home and community that I have always hungered to have in my home and in my life.  I’m not sure what shifted during my time in Europe this past time, but I am so  happy to begin to ground it, and manifest it!  It is one of the first times I really connected with the feeling of being a Father and it felt wonderful to be acknowledged as such.  Dancing, Community, Celebration, and prayer.  What more can I ask for?  Perhaps next time I will get to celebrate it with my Daughter too!!  That would be Cool!  Yeah, that would pretty much rock!!

Pray the prayer

Dance the Dance

Sing the Song

Live the Life~

Sabou

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~ by shamantrablog on June 21, 2010.