Article Highlights:

• The mind lacks wisdom
• Sadness: Midwife of the new
• Let it give its gift

Dearest,

So many people, including myself, are reporting feeling deeply and almost inexplicably sad at times. For me, it seems to come and go like a vapor or scent that engulfs me for a while, sometimes quite intensely, before dispersing. Perhaps you are also experiencing this?  It’s about rebirth and what we are leaving behind.

I’ve noticed that when it comes upon me, my mind tries to attach to something that explains it. “I am sad about this thing,” my mind will say, “or that.” Often my mind suggests causes I think are long resolved, and this surprises me so I question my mind.  I’ve learned that in this, the mind is often completely wrong.

Knowing that the mind will always explain the what and why of things – that’s its job after all – we must also be smart enough to question the mind. Because the mind has experience but not necessarily real wisdom.  

“No,” I often think, “it is not always as my mind says, that I am sad about this or that familiar thing, frequently not.”  Over time I’ve come to understand that sadness is frequently part of something far more wonderful and mysterious happening.  

As my understanding grew I began to recognize sadness as a treasure and to wonder how to clarify it, wanting to write down this insight for my myself, and to share with others. Then, one happy morning I picked up a favorite book, one I often return to. Reading, I discovered to my delight that I no longer needed to write about my new view of sadness. Someone else already had done so, masterfully and beautifully and with great illumination.

The German author and poet, Rilke, understood sadness like the mystic he was. He proffered the view that we might understand sadness as a positive component of personal growth.  And not only when grieving, but as an important and clarifying part of the natural transitions in our lives.  

His writings are so illuminating that he’s our guest writer for this article, as we better understand the often mysterious sadnesses that can encompass us these days.  In Letters to a Young Poet (public library,) Rainer Maria Rilke (December 4, 1875–December 29, 1926,) writes:

“You have had many and great sadnesses, which passed. And you say that even this passing was hard for you and put you out of sorts. But, please, consider whether these great sadnesses have not rather gone right through the center of yourself? Whether much in you has not altered, whether you have not somewhere, at some point of your being, undergone a change while you were sad? … Were it possible for us to see further than our knowledge reaches, and yet still a little way beyond the outworks of our divining, perhaps we would endure our sadnesses with greater confidence than our joys. For they are the moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and the new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.”

“Almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension that we find paralyzing because we no longer hear our surprised feelings living. Because we are alone with the alien thing that has entered into our self; because everything intimate and accustomed is for an instant taken away; because we stand in the middle of a transition where we cannot remain standing. For this reason the sadness too passes: the new thing in us, the added thing, has entered into our heart, has gone into its inmost chamber and is not even there any more, — is already in our blood. And we do not learn what it was. We could easily be made to believe that nothing has happened, and yet we have changed, as a house changes into which a guest has entered.

We cannot say who has come, perhaps we shall never know, but many signs indicate that the future enters into us in this way in order to transform itself in us long before it happens. And this is why it is so important to be lonely and attentive when one is sad: because the apparently uneventful and stark moment at which our future sets foot in us is so much closer to life than that other noisy and fortuitous point of time at which it happens to us as if from outside.

The more still, more patient and more open we are when we are sad, so much the deeper and so much the more unswervingly does the new go into us, so much the better do we make it ours, so much the more will it be our destiny, and when on some later day it “happens” (that is, the new steps forth out of us to others), we shall feel in our inmost selves akin and near to it. And that is necessary. It is necessary — and toward this our development will move gradually — that nothing strange should befall us, but only that which has long belonged to us.”
 
“So you must not be frightened … if a sadness rises up before you larger than any you have ever seen; if a restiveness, like light and cloud-shadows, passes over your hands and over all you do. You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall. Why do you want to shut out of your life any agitation, any pain, any melancholy, since you really do not know what these states are working upon you?” (more…)

Dear Multiple of Oneness,

Those who work with me on the unseen know I enjoy having fun things to ponder so they’re fond of giving me scenes or words that are interesting to think about. I thot you’d enjoy this tidbit because it applies to you too:

You are not of this world, not really – you are straddling worlds. You are really here to realize your multidimensionality and already are working on many levels at one time.

Your mind has some information about this but the opportunity is to let yourself notice your bi-local expression throughout your day, like taking little peeks behind a curtain.

If you pause in this moment of reflecting on this, you can feel it is so and let that feeling expand. Do this from time to time each day. Do not be dissuaded by nothing much happening, it is very subtle and only becomes stronger by the invitation of your practice.

At earlier times in your life you have had surprising instances of this and have found it distracting to your life and aims if too frequent. But not now… now you are ready for this. It is simply an extension of your spiritual path, your shamanic abilities, your mystical awareness and other experiences in which you journey to and are aware of other worlds. The difference is having dual or, in truth, multiple perception – remaining aware of each “place” or state while experiencing one, moving with ease between them. It is already happening to you, you are beginning to notice. It benefits from your awareness.

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We are beginning to move into wonderful new ways of being. This includes the ability to be in two places (or more!) at once. This is not automatic. It is like most things – it’s an awareness to cultivate because we have mindsets and lenses that need to be teased into expansion. But the energetic, light, and grid changes are in place for us to achieve this more readily than ever before.

Yours from both here and there… and everywhere,
~X💜Mayet

Article Highlights:

• Day-dreamwork

Dear DayDreamer,

For the past dozen years or more, I’ve played with an interesting perspective on waking reality. It’s resulted in a type of dreamwork I call day-dreamwork. It grows out of an exercise I developed in my early twenties after observing that strange things often happen in waking reality that are oddly like the strange things that can happen “only in dreams.”

They happen when we’re awake but we don’t notice them in the same way because they’re out of the ordinary so the mind discounts them. I started keeping a DayDreamer Log, jotting those oddities down in the same way I might make note of an interesting night dream.

Over time I became very intrigued by the dreamlike quality of life. It seemed to me that “reality” might be more malleable than we tended to believe. As we all know, dreams can quickly change, they hop about in non-linear ways and unlikely things happen.

They are often inexplicable, frequently metaphorical, sometimes instructive and helpful or healing. And sometimes dreams have tremendous impact on waking reality. Are these things true of the so-called “real reality” of our daytime world as well? I began to think so.

Here are a few brief entries from my old DayDreamer logs:

August 1975 – today I was behind a young woman at the grocery store who had a doll in her cart that wore a dog collar. And a real dog wearing doll clothes. “They are my best friends,” she said, “they are helping me shop. Then after a short pause, “Sometimes it’s hard to tell them apart.” Obviously she had a story I didn’t know, but as a brief encounter, what an unusual visual and message. Noticeable.

May 1980 – I was at JC Penny’s department store today and looked out the 3rd floor window. On the rooftop of the building across the street I saw a worker who appeared to be hot mopping the roof with tar. He looked up and – seeing me standing at the large store window – he suddenly did a hand-stand and walked in a circle on his hands before dropping to his feet again, laughing. A flush of strange emotion went through me and I suddenly had the very clear thought that soon my life might be turned upside down. (18 months later I was unexpectedly divorced.)

July 1985 -I drove down a rural coastal road in Hawaii and looked to my left to see a fence post with a metal chair balanced (nailed?) on top of it. I stopped and took a photo. Such an unlikely thing to see.

Early winter, 1989 – Driving past an empty field with an overturned old car in it, I saw a goat standing on concrete blocks stacked on top of the up-turned undercarriage of the car. The goat was chewing on a red shirt that stood out against the snowy background and was waving like a flag in the wind.

Summer, 2014 – I joined a friend at her son’s grade school presentation in the small rural gymnasium. The double side doors were open to the outside for ventilation because of the heat. We were near the doors. A red and blue dragonfly flew in and after cruising up and down our row, settled on the toe of my shoe. My legs were crossed and it perched on my upper dangling foot. It stayed there long enough that I began to find it almost eerie so I uncrossed my legs to shift it. It hovered until I settled and then lighted on my foot again. It stayed there throughout the program regardless of my shifting about. Very dreamlike.

Some night dreams have meaning and can be analyzed to bring wisdom to waking life. Other night dreams are medicine and need to be absorbed more than analyzed. There are also night dreams that give clear messages. Some dreams can and need to be understood. Others need to be observed and some are meant to be felt.

It’s the same with these daydream moments. All are my life talking to me or portending itself or playing with me or helping me. Noticing is all that’s needed. Like with night dreams, paying a bit more attention to them increases their value to you.

I no longer write all of mine down. Most of the time I just remark to myself at the time, often aloud. “I just saw a goat on a pile of blocks on a upside down car chewing on a red flag-like shirt, silhouetted brightly against the snow. I’ll keep that in mind.” That’s the kind of thing I say. I may ruminate on it then or later, or I might just smile at my dream and go along on my way. But I acknowledge it with a sense of fun. (more…)