The Cosmic DJ ~

Have you ever noticed those times when everything is in synch, when you think something, feel something and next thing you know something is happening exactly in the same vein? When everything is in flow, like the Universe and you are One? Like a song that meets those emotions or thoughts, you read an article, a movie you feel led to see that has just the message you need at just the right time? No? Dare you to be aware ~ happens all the time for me ~ wild, freaky, and sometimes the most amazing gift to feel that connected …… and, sometimes just plain makes you say “seriously?”

One of those days when I went to see Felicia on Wednesday. We were having the most amazing conversation. The kind where not a word is spoken, yet volumes are shared. She can’t talk much right now ~ with the stroke/brain bleed, she can barely move. But she’s there, still the most gorgeous and radiant heart and soul that I have ever known……

Sometimes all I do is look at her, and this strange mix of heart joy and elation, to be in such pure communion without words to get in the way of the bond between our hearts and souls, yet tears come and go throughout, weaving like purple threads in a tapestry of love, friendship, survivorship that we have shared these past few years …….

We go deep, when it’s just she and I. Worlds traversed, back and forth, the here and now and talk of the hereafter. I asked how she felt ~ I could feel the depths of this journey, and her readiness to transition at some point. So much wear and tear on this body, this “shell” as she and her beautiful sister Irena call it.

And I asked, if she could choose, what would her next incarnation be? (I really love knowing how others view their journeys, their souls, and honoring that path, her mainly Taoist somewhat Buddhist beliefs hold this space ~ I’m open to it, there’s just times when something seems so very familiar though we can’t explain why…..)

And I said, after a bit, that I sensed her heart and soul so expansive, so clear and pure, that maybe her next evolution and incarnation would be something so vast as just the sky, the love that permeates us all, something magical and beautiful that we all will be able to touch, feel, experience ~ very few people in my life have truly lived their beliefs, walked their talk, as powerfully, gently, potently as she has….

I told her that, that she made a difference in so many ways, often just in her way of being  ~ that made her smile…. the music still playing on her .mp3 player …. and then, the Cosmic DJ served up a big heap of get your heart even more ready for what’s to come …..”

Wow, did I really need that put so blatantly? Maybe …. poignant, a beautiful song …. just like so many times before, when we met and talked about our diagnoses ~ when she went for that scan and was told it was back and in her brain ~ when she went for her brain gamma knife surgery (and Felicia and Joe, always with amazing senses of humor, took pictures of her with the whole contraption/helmet to secure her head for the surgery, and posted lyrics to David Bowie’s Space Oddity, because she looked like some space astronaut ) ~like the daily living of her days, going to “chemo for life” as she called it ~

Knocking on the doors of heaven so many times since 2005 ~ this time, the door is opening, wider and wider……

So I breathed more deeply, let more tears come ~ and the knowledge of a reality far larger than any one of us can know, meeting us in those places, like “I hear you, this may not change, but I hear you” kinds of feelings, the Cosmic DJ can rock, helping me know that there is more than I know, and just when I can wonder, something, a song, a touch of the wind on my cheek, a sign (literally sometimes, on the highway, an answer to a question….), helping me feel connected when the places in the heart and soul in grief can feel so alone ~

And then she had a moment of nausea from the chemo. Partly intuitive, partly just I know her so well, choose to tune to her when I’m there acutely ~ felt it, snapped to, what do you need? She didn’t say a word, but I felt it ~ got the bed down tilting her head lower, got a cold wet wash cloth (and people, when someone has nausea, or what’s called a “vaso-vagal response”, like I do when they try to do an IV and it doesn’t work, this is a really good way to help someone through nausea, and often circumvent drugs or more severe stomach distress, just FYI) ~ and she smiled, loving and gentle. And I said “you know, you can never hide what you need, I felt you needed something….”

And then, the next song on her .mp3 player, Oh, Cosmic DJ, you’re killin’ me here ~

We laughed at that, the craziness of the synchronicity, simple little things …. and I said “guess there can always be lightness even in the darkest times, a sense of light and play, huh?”

Cosmic DJ just kept spinning……

Lightness, passion in music that makes me move ~ just music that makes you feel ALIVE ~ oh, the juxtaposition ~ or is it? Can we be even more fully alive as we dance in honesty with all that is? Even with serious illness, future death and the dying process?

Love to hear your thoughts ~ allowing for more conscious awareness in your days, how do you notice the Cosmic DJ at play in your life?

And I’m going to see what songs and movies and brushes of wind and random sunshine and rain give me the next context, connection and meaning in my days ~  Cosmic DJ, play on ~ I’m listening…….

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Honoring Martin Luther King Jr. ~ 2012

MLK always right to do what's right

Why wait to do what is right?

Hello, a quick post ~ this message came through today, and I posted it on my Facebook ~

How can we best honor Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.? By BEING LOVE to ourselves, and others. Healing our hearts of wounds, so we can open to others and feel for everyone (including ourselves) more deeply. By thinking before we speak and act. By being change. By bearing witness honestly with compassion and holding space for enlightenment. By taking actions in a peace-filled way, with love and peace as our ground matrix. By releasing judgments, of others as well as ourselves. Treating EVERYONE as equally valuable, important, and worthy. Holding space for justice and shining light on intolerance. Knowing in all we do that another world and future is possible ~ and living as that future, NOW. ~ Aileen Sabira

 

So, how DO we honor this moment, this man, this speaker for non-violence, truth, change, justice?? Can we live into that future possibility as REALITY, now? Do what it takes to cleanse our consciousness of things that are out of alignment with deeper realities, LOVE, equality, justice? Can we treat everyone with compassion, be the LOVE that we all are needing? How do we engage with things that are not seeming to work, in ways that are held powerfully, lovingly, passionately and compassionately?

And feel free to share as well the quotes from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. that you find most inspirational for you ~

Inviting equitable dialog into the possibilities of peace ~

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Can it ALL be beautiful? (musings on life/death and the dances in between)

I sit with thoughts challenging, painful, confusing. In this blog, I promised consciousness in the journey ~ honesty, as it is ~ so, here goes …..

poignant beauty and loss

beauty in devastation and loss/death

I sit on painful edges in this moment. One of the most beautiful people I know, my gorgeous friend Felicia, is clearly beginning her path into dying from lung cancer, as well as complications from treatments. This devastates me. Because she’s so wonderful ~ a gifted artist, an amazingly loving and creative mother, a wonderful wife, a cherished blessing as a friend, an awe inspiring soul who teaches honesty, gentleness, non-attachment, peace, kindness, compassion, and a joy for life in everything she is and does.

And, also, because we have shared so much on this journey ~ as both of us are not only cancer survivors and artists ~ but we were diagnosed with cancer within a week of each other now six years ago. It is challenging to know that our paths are not the same here. It was really hard for her when I chose to go off of Tamoxifen this spring (my last traditional cancer treatment, I am currently running free from that, as long as I can), because I could dare to make that choice. She was on chemo for life as she said, having not only been diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer in August of 2005, but having had metastasis and new growth at least twice. Survivor’s guilt, anyone?

One of those times my intuition said I HAD to go to the scan she was going in for with her. But how do you force your intuition on someone? Do you, can you? I don’t think so. We all have our own soul journeys. We can share, engage, but not force. That’s really hard sometimes. And I told her I felt like I needed to be there. And was stunned when I didn’t go, and found that she was told IN the scan, without waiting for a doctor to even review the films, that it was back and in her brain again. And I was the first person to call her when she got that news. I was PISSED that I didn’t go with her, but again, was it my place to control? No, challenging spiritual growth in edges like these….

Why do I share that? Because I’ve been having this strong sick feeling for the past few months, this I.MUST.SEE.FELICIA.NOW!!! kind of feelings. That there was something really wrong. Life has been busy, but we kept trying to connect. I don’t always know why I get these urgings, but I am learning every day to just move, flow, trust, don’t ask questions ma’am, just keep moving ……..

We’ve felt strongly connected before, the closer I am to someone it seems (other than in my healing work, when it is strong, but easier to “shut off” if you will) that this can be a stronger knowing,  a sense, a connection. She and I laughed, when I was down she was up, and vice versa, sometimes hugely within one day. I cherished that deep soul bond. When she said she’d had a few seizures they thought due to meds, and was getting sick to her stomach, I said “oh, well, maybe that’s it” (because I’d told her I was having this feeling that something was wrong, and asked what was going on for her.)

But I knew that wasn’t it. And then I found that she’d had a brain bleed and stroke. It seems now that it was a surgery to put in a port in her brain to bring the chemo directly to her brain that may have caused that. Because ~ what I sensed, didn’t ask into (sometimes it seems so invasive to know so much about others, you know?) was that it was back, bad. That she might not be long in this world . I cried and apologized to her when I visited Wednesday, that I didn’t ask more ~ and said “denial is ugly isn’t it?”  We cried together then. It hurt too much to face that reality ~ and I’m ALL about honesty. Lies can literally make me sick. Hey, I’m human, so here I was, denial it ain’t just a river in Egypt folks…. And the cancer is now in the meninges in her brain. And the prognosis at this point is very bad. Plus, she was temporarily blinded due to surgery, paralyzed in half of her body, can barely speak …..

And this brings me to the point of this inquiry ~ can it ALL be beautiful? Even the most exquisitely painful things, can they be beautiful and good because they are the living of the moment? Can seeing the most gorgeous woman I know in the beginning phases of dying, and she’s only 42 and has a bright 10 year old daughter, can there be beauty even in this? In this living, totally raw to the moment, the pure presence of her breath as she lays in the hospital bed? The tenderness as she works to move her arm, hand stroking the sheets and the pukey pink colored pan she needs to keep nearby, in case the chemo makes her sick again? Seeing the depths of her heart, love, pain, feeling it as I so often can, SO strongly, knowing exactly what she feels (and God, that HURT, to know how much it hurts her to leave this place, to feel all she is feeling right now) Can this too be beautiful, just in the presence of living? And dying?

devastating beauty

shot at a butterfly show, this heavenly creature on its way to die

I am reminded of a photo I shot of a butterfly. One of its’ wings ripped partially off, it could only slowly walk away from the people in the butterfly house, I’m sure it was on its way to die ….. raw, painful, and someone said in seeing it “I have never seen something so devastating yet so preciously beautiful”. Can it be this way in life? Can we be willing to witness the fullness of an experience, and find the beauty in it?

I am thinking of this also as Felicia had been strong in a powerful teaching she has brought forth since her diagnosis to live in a place of being “on to smaller and more beautiful things.” Teaching to slow down, relish the moment, find the beauty in whatever is occurring…… is it possible then to do this even here? This teaching on beauty she carries has infused my days since my visit with her Wednesday ~ today, beauty the theme in yoga, a song about beauty on the way in to yoga, a different one on a different radio station on the way out ….. fierce sunlight in between tender droplets of rain, beauty in the now…. she and her teachings with me everywhere as I move with this challenging and painful time ~

And I think of how so many people shy away from death, dying, anything less than fun or happy or whatever they need it to be. People pull back, often stop connecting with someone because they fear the loss they will eventually have and feel (I told her sister well, fine, then everyone misses her NOW, and will someday regret not touching her or visiting later!! She’s still here NOW!)

How we (ALL of us, I can do it too ~ hel-LO sugar, too much e-mail, Facebook, pulling in away from life and people from fears and PTSD pains) can numb  in a myriad of ways to whatever is really occurring for us. The fears of facing death all too prevalent. The ways people pull away, whether judgment, fears. Not being able to handle someone in pain (I can’t tell you the number of really close friends that didn’t even return calls when I got diagnosed) ~ I believe it makes us look at ourselves, and perhaps we fear we wouldn’t like what we would see.

Or that to face the dance with our own mortality in human form would be more than uncomfortable, downright discomforting. That ain’t an easy one, let me tell you ~ I am dancing with that one HARD right now. My therapist said “yes, this could have been you.” BAM! And the next thought I have ~ it could STILL be me, at any moment. Shudders, much deep in the waters on this inquiry , swimming in the depths, dancing in light and the spaces in between ~ And what most of us don’t want to admit ~ it could be ANY of us, at ANY moment. Whether due to cancer, a car accident, MS, you name it …..

What if we were honest? What if there really was beauty in it all? An acceptance of what IS, which can then drop us to what is REALLY real and possible? I believe there is a beauty in that, in slowing down, really, really s-l-o-w-i-n-g *down* and being fully present. So, I am trying to be fully present to what is moving and arising in me around this transition (0kay, let ‘s not sugarcoat it, dying from this world, death, a transition for the soul as there IS a part of us that does not die, more on an experience I had of helping another friend spiritually as she died from cancer in another post) for my most gorgeous friend Felicia. Tears come in waves, often unexpected and unknown. Body wracking, the “ugly” kind as I’ve heard people call it, the kind that makes your nose run and not know where you are for a moment, eyes puffy and tired, physically exhausted (or there again, beauty, because though feelings that intense can be frightening, they are REAL, raw, true, honest.…)

I may not always know fully why, and that is okay. I call it “the cook” ™ ~ we don’t always need to know why, but the task I believe is to be fully present to our experience in the moment. What we need to know will be revealed in time. Not always easy to live into, even while in the exploration and experience of dying ~ I am reminded of a writing by Rainier Maria Rilke I was given right when I was diagnosed ~ it goes something like this: ” Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.”

Sometimes that takes being with it in silence, sometimes just moving and letting it open to us gently, much like a lotus blossom or rose, unfolding it’s majesty from tightly held places to deep glorious unfurling ~

 

Am I happy that she is dying? Hell no. Do I need to walk with this, be with it, show UP for it, and her, in the best way possible? Yes. Committed to helping hold her gorgeous soul as she makes this transition, helping support her family in that place. I sense that is my part at this time in this. I love her. I am willing. It will at times be hard as hell, tender and bittersweet and filled with love ~ it will be ALIVE, even in helping someone I love dearly die ~ And I believe, in those places of showing up, no matter what it is or how it moves for us, I believe that is one of the most gorgeously beautiful places to live in this world ~

In this New Year, and in honor of beautiful Felicia ~ let’s dare to live into the beautiful in everything, the sacred in every moment, and be bold ~ to love when it seems irrational, to dare to show up and actually touch a dying person’s body and soul, meet their heart and their eyes ~ and maybe, just maybe, we’ll all start learning how to really live ………

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“What if there IS *NO* DIFFERENCE?”

Hello, beloveds ~

 

This is my most recent poem. I sensed it important to share, that someone could need this message. It also came up twice at least with clients today in healing/coaching sessions. That is often a sign that it needs to be shared with a larger population (note to self: 2012 is the year to get some books published of my poetry!)

It is a message of opening. Hope. Possibilty, beyond divisions. I’m sure there is more in this vein/thread to be delved into ~ yet it is stand alone. Most all of my work is an energy of its own, and very seldom edited, as the healing and energy are in the way it is outpoured.  My poetry handle of “Ms. Rumi” was given to me I gather because my work is intense in many ways, about exploration, emotional work and healing, and most often with a connection and exploration to the Divine. Grateful, Akbar Ahmed (hailed by the BBC as the world’s foremost authority on Islam) said, when he heard me read at a poetry reading of his poetry book “SUSPENDED somewhere between” at the Minas Gallery this summer, YES you ARE a young Ms. Rumi!” (heart smiles) :)

 

I shot this abstract at a church in Catonsville, MD

“What If There IS *NO* DIFFERENCE?”

 

What if there IS no difference?

What if your pain is my pain ~

When you hurt I literally hurt

As you are hit I feel the sting of the fist on my face

Teeth jarred

Blood dripping from a freshly cut lip

Would that change anything?

Would I check that fist before it flew

Think twice before I spoke

Rush to help you as you lay bleeding on the floor?

 

What if there IS no difference?

What if your joy is my joy ~

When you laugh tears of joy stream down my face

When you smile my face changes

Heart warms, the world looks brighter

Seeing love everywhere I looked…..

 

Would that change anything?

Would I give a little more

Make more efforts to be kind

Share love and laughter wherever I could?

 

What if there IS NO DIFFERENCE?

What if all you feel, I feel

All you experienced, I experienced

What if I am you and you are me

And the whole world felt connected

Distance a concept

Not reality ~

 

What if I saw everything you did…..

Felt your deepest challenges…..

Richest experiences…..

Deepest sorrows…..

Most profound passions…..

 

Would anything be different?

If there was no you me I them us whatever ~

What if it was only love

Only one big heart and I knew when you hurt and

I DID SOMETHING BECAUSE I HURT TOO

Could it happen?

Will we see

Someday

That there really IS

*NO* DIFFERENCE?

 

(c) 12/14/2011, Aileen Sabira (Geraghty), All Rights Reserved

www.AileenSabira.com

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The Existential Endodontist Visit (and blog post #1!)

First, thanks for reading my blog, and my first post. Welcome. This blog will be about all things honest, conscious, health, and creativity related. Sustainability, spirituality, the journey of the artist, survivorship in many ways from many things. All things inspirational, hopeful, real in the midst of it all. Explorations in healing, beliefs, cultural conditioning and patterns. Nutrition, choices, chemicals, a green life, holistic and integrative health, stress and life management, deeper thoughts, music, poetry and writing, photography, the muse within us all. I believe they all go together ~ merging a heart spaced healing with creativity and consciousness, with a through line of the Divine in it all. So, please come on in and set a spell ~

 

So ~ I had to go to the endodontist. See, I damaged a tooth on the fourth of July. Yes, you read that right. A month back. You may wonder why the wait? Well, I’ve never not had dental insurance before. I wasn’t sure what to do, how to proceed. And due to many circumstances, I lost my health insurance as of 6/30. I know, what a cosmic whack. But, to be clear, I actually didn’t have dental insurance for 2 years prior. Oh, my card said I did, whenever I called the recordings and people at the health insurance company said I did ~ but after many efforts to get verification (years), it seems I didn’t. Their error. Oh well ~ So, that timing may not be quite so, well, bizarre? ominous? as it sounds ~

 

So, while I teach listening to the heart and intuition, gosh, I’m still human. I can fumble sometimes. And when I heard “make some home made ice cream” as I settled in to watch TV after the fireworks on the 4th, I got lazy and said “I’ll just eat these chocolate covered almonds, oh, that melted and hardened again” (cue foreboding music)….”and I’ll only eat 3, need to watch that sugar”…..#2 CRACK! OW! But what to do? No health insurance? I was at a loss….

 

So ~ I prayed, I mastered the art of smoothies and over cooking food. And while I made calls around, finding low cost dental care (not so easy), trying to get into various places to make appointments ~ I learned to chew on one side of my mouth. I was actually getting really good at it. But I got an infection, had to start antibiotics, and just knew I couldn’t go on this way forever …….

 

The clinic I was seen at gave me a referral to University of Maryland Dental School. They’ve got loads of specialties, and are less expensive because they’re a school. I remember working in the massage clinic in school. And most of the people were really good there, so I figured why not?

 

I was practically giddy on the way there. While I know sometimes the laughter is a bypass, to hide fear, some was just pure good fun. I was bolstered by prayers and love of friends, and friends responded to my query “songs to get a root canal to” on my Facebook page ~ “The first cut is the deepest”, “comfortably numb” “I wanna be sedated” to name a few. That last one was my fave, reminded me of all my friends at old Garden Spot High School in the ‘80s swarming the dance floor to go crazy dancing…….”hey ho, let’s go, hey, ho, let’s go…….”

 

The people were nice at the clinic. The endodontist an intriguing person to talk to, and seemed really honest. But when I got in there, there are no words for how painful it was. Searing, sharp, intense come to mind. Pull me off the ceiling, drag me out of the cave I just crawled into kind of hurt. He had to pull, poke, prod, push, on a very painful tooth. I remembered the breathing work I’m learning in yoga, and thought “pranayama in 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 out 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 “. The anxiety began to subside, the recoiling began to unfurl from my hands, arms and legs…..

 

As I sat with tears rolling down my face, something began to cook. Amazed….How in the world did I manage for a whole month with such excruciating pain? Did I wall it off somehow (obviously that’s a yes.) A skill I’ve had for a long time, while deeply sensitive, there are things I can just disassociate from in some ways. Long developed as a survivor (long before even breast cancer) of PTSD ~ abuse, bullying, beating that went along with the bullying. And I had no idea what to do. I hoped patience would help me find the answer. But still, how is that managed?

 

And then ~ thoughts lead to thoughts, contemplation and rumination. And I wondered ~ where else have I done that? Just said “it’s okay, I can live with this, if I make all these adjustments to get around this big problem, it’s really okay?” When maybe it’s not. Barely tolerable. Or worse. And how often do so many people do that? Just get by. It’s okay. I can deal……

 

He talked of all the options. Said even with a root canal he can’t guarantee we can save the tooth. I had a 50/50 chance of losing the tooth….still shaken from pain, there was something, I felt unsettled, couldn’t make up my mind no way……while I tried to get to my heart, I just couldn’t…..And then, the endodontist said….wait, here it comes….”You know, why don’t you go home if you’re not sure? Sleep on it. Because sometimes when I don’t know what to do, if I sleep on it, I just know whether the procedure I did the day before was right, or I get ideas about my patient I’ll be seeing…..I don’t know, call it the Universe or whatever, but there’s something bigger than me, it’s like I get a download at night and I know what to do. So, why don’t you go home, we can still get you in as an urgent appointment tomorrow. We can try the root canal, if it doesn’t work, we can still get you down to get the tooth surgically removed…” Yes, wouldn’t be like me to go into something and always have a spiritual bent, right? ;)

 

Okay. Breathing space. Time to be with my heart, come to peace with whatever just got triggered. Though I was scared, I thought I knew what was happening. Root canal expected. Though I had no idea really what a root canal entailed ~ it’s all so mysterious, all you ever hear is “gee, that was more fun than a root canal” in snarky negatives. So really they can’t be good, right? Or at least that’s the prevailing belief. But I wasn’t quite prepared for a “just pull my tooth” scenario…..

 

And I realized as I left, well, it feels so sudden. So final. Pull it, no other options. Once and done. Bam. That’s it.

 

And then I stopped. Oh my God. That’s what I felt when I had cancer. Rush, hurry, make a decision. So much push from fear, “why aren’t you willing to just lose your breast?” “you’ll need to get over losing it, reconcile with that, just face it”. “You’d better hurry…..” Well, what if I don’t want to? What if there are other options? That PTSD, so sneaky ….

 

As I went to run some errands with my house mate, at the first stop, trying to decide would I just go back in the car and get the darned tooth pulled TODAY ~ I went to use the restroom, walked out of the store, and just stopped. Stunned. Couldn’t breathe. Oh. Wow. I have a 50/50 chance of losing something. The last time I heard that was when I talked about my staging with my medical oncologist. “Yeah, you have a 50/50 chance of being alive in 5 years. Let’s not talk about that now, you did well in treatments (I didn’t get my actual staging until I was almost done with treatments)” Wow.

 

So, I took a deep breath. I realized there was (as always) a lot more going on than what seemed to be on the surface. So, a little time to sort it out would be good. Time to rest, pray, process. I’ve dealt with this pain for a month. One more night shouldn’t kill me. I still don’t know what the outcome will be. Do we ever? But I am more clear about the other levels going on in this experience. It’s an ongoing process, for all of us I believe, to really stay aware and present to all that happens on all levels. We must live and embody what we teach……

 

I did more research tonight. Learned more about why it may not be a good idea to just pull the tooth without trying to work with it first…patience does work to give options, breathing space ….. so ~ I won’t know what will happen, whether the tooth will make it (or me!) ~ but I’m clearer now to be present just to this, without other triggers or memories…..

 

So ~ I leave you with this ~ where might you be saying something is okay, when maybe it’s not? Where is there pain or discomfort (on any level, not just physical, also emotional, spiritual, psychological, energetic) that you have been guarding, blocking, shielding? It may call you to action once you are present with a deeper level of experience. Which is good. “Let me LIVE while I live”. And with that ~ when you are conscious ~ is there a reminiscence of some other experience much the same in that blocking? Just let yourself open, be aware, to what else your heart may be calling you to know, to experience, to be more conscious of, to let go of….

 

I’d love to hear your thoughts and feelings ~ every blessing and all love ~ Aileen Sabira

 

Oh, btw ~ if you need help exploring those edges, I assist people in diving deeper to themselves ~ all love ~

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