My Awakening Experience: River of My Life
At the beginning there was a pool of water: deep, still, profound.
The pool wished for movement, yearning for a new experience, impatient to explore its boundaries. It became friends with the Sun, the Earth, and the Wind. Together they created a life stream for the pool to follow.
The pool was excited by this initial movement which felt both like a tiny pure blue stream and a little shiny mermaid. The little mermaid was comfortable both swimming in the stream and resting on the surrounding sunny rocks. She felt connected to the sun, earth and water.
Slowly, the stream grew wider and curvy, and formed a river. The little mermaid felt a stranger to the new river and returned to the pool. The pool therefore had to create a little girl who could continue the journey.
The little girl had a larger body and legs. She could both swim and run and the pool thought she would be more apt to follow the river. But the little girl’s body wasn’t as adjusted to the water as the pool had hoped. Even though the river was transparent to her, the little girl felt fearful, insecure and cautious of the river’s unknown flow. She followed the river observing from the river bank.
Little by little, the little girl grew a bit bigger, got acquainted with the river and started identifying with its flow. Through this process, she was gradually forgetting about her body, and, at one point, she dived courageously into the river. Excited by her new environment, she made friends with the river’s other inhabitants and felt like she fit in perfectly well.
She led herself to believe there was nothing else but the river. Feeling extremely comfortable, like a fish in the water, the little girl didn’t even notice how much bigger and different her body became.
Suddenly her growing adolescent body rebelled against the river. Feeling like it wasn’t appreciated, her body started moving uncontrollably creating waves and whirlpools. The young girl struggled to stay on the surface. Her body felt heavy, angry and provocative. She was surprised that she didn’t feel like she was either her body or the river and she wasn’t in control of either.
She was angry at both of them for the conflict they had created. The river, she felt, wasn’t making things easier for her. For the first time in the longest time, the young girl felt she had to fight for herself. She realized she had to listen to her body if she was to survive.
Having newly discovered her changed body, the young girl started admiring its beauty. She enjoyed dressing it up, caressing it, and feeding it with love and happiness. She rode on the river catching all its gifts with pleasure and wonder. She became a young woman.
Although the young woman still felt part of the river, she also felt like she had outgrown it in some way. She was aware of the river’s flow, but she stopped identifying with it. The latest gift the river offered to the young woman was a magic stick. She was told it can transform the river into the pool; deep, still, profound. But she still hasn’t figured out how to use it. She thought she got to know the river quite well by now, but she felt she still needed its help to get to the pool. She has therefore decided to continue journeying with the river at a slower pace and an increased awareness.
She is looking to become one with the river and one with the pool.
This post is part of the Awakening series blogging collaboration initiated by Barbara at http://memymagnificentself.wordpress.com in January. There are over 30 bloggers participating to create together what Barbara calls ‘A selection of True Awakening Experiences’, a ‘Free E Book’ she will compile to help inspire others… You can find a full list of the participating bloggers on Barbara’s blog. The next post is from Joss at http://crowingcrone.com
I created this painting with the story line more than ten years ago while studying Transpersonal Psychology and Creative Expression. It is called the River of my Life. I used the body of water as the main element throughout the story because in my heart of hearts I am a child of the oceans (but my soul belongs to the stars 🙂
I have since discovered how to use the magic stick and it has transformed my life, as well as lives of others. For which I am eternally grateful to the Great Spirit who has thousand names and who is the unnamed one. Aho!
Excellent piece of writing and the painting is really quite magical! Thank you for sharing this 🙂
You are welcome my Friend! I’m so happy to share some magic with you 🙂 xox
How delightful this is Shaman… It depicts quite beautifully our mutual journey’s… and whether or not we use our own magic… and create a most wondrous and joyous world for ourself and our neighbours… Thankyou so much for sharing with us all… Barbara
Hiii Barbara, great to hear from you! You have surely created some magic for all of us in the blogging world 🙂
Thanks again for this thoughtful initiative and for making it happen.
I love your joyous world and being part of it xox
what awesome artwork! I love the vivid colors that so complement your journey. Looking forward to learning more about your journey, especially what drew you to shamanism.
I needed to learn how to use the magic stick, that’s what drew me to shamanism 🙂
I actually shared a whole lot about my life journey here 🙂 People often get stuck on (their) life events and get distracted from the red thread, and therefore are not able to pick up on the underlying patterns that drive all the events in their lives… This is what shamanism is all about, being able to pick up on the red thread and resolve the underlying patterns.
This painting is my red thread! And one couldn’t share much more than that 🙂 xox
Hey Eric, thanks so much for always being so supportive! Much appreciated 🙂 xox
Thank you for the wonderful illustrations along with your story! Blessings ❤
Hiiii and thanks for visiting, great to see you here! Blessings to you as well xox
Wow, that is incredible artwork…and it mirrors your writing as well. The way the art and words flow together and grow together…beautiful.
M very touched that you consider it artwork. They say that art is the language of the soul. I love your art xox
I got lost in this world, actually my world 🙂
What a comforting way to navigate through life! The art is absolutely captivating, and as you said, the underlined familiars resonates completely with everyone…all we need do is look and we’ll see.
Still mesmerized,in every good way Shaman, thank you 🙂
Hey Dotta, it’s so exciting that my post resonated with you 🙂 I know you are an artistic soul! Your writing flows and is very captivating. And you have a true gift for narration!
You are able to read between lines and see things that are seemingly not there, which makes the world, your world, more complex and possibly easy to get lost in.
But when you put your writing to a higher purpose your world serves you and you do not seem lost at all 🙂
I hope you will put your wondrful stories into a book! Luv xox
I SO loved the story and the art. iT WAS MAGICAL LIKE YOU ARE.
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🙂 Thaaank u! xox
ah this is one amazing post. i love the imagery – not only the art, but what is evoked through your beautiful words. thank you for sharing your journey, and for telling me about the awakening challenge too…i’m posting in a couple days. : ) lots of love to you, aleya xo
Wow that’s so cool! I’m sure it will be a great post! Looking forward 🙂 xox
Amazing how the paintings go with the story. I love the thought of her feeding her body with love and happiness. This I will hold onto today, for myself and loved ones.
Heeey great to see you here 🙂
And even greater to know that you got inspired in a lovely way on the Love Day.
Happy lovin’ 🙂 xox