Tomorrow's Workshop in Blackeock

Tomorrow's workshop is on in Blackrock Community Centre.
For people who are not familiar with Blackrock  check Convent Road
Cork on Google Maps.
You will see The Pier Head Inn at the entrance to Convent  Ave .
 The centre is about 100 metresup from the Pier Head Inn on the
 right hand side.
( Sorry I haven't managed to upload the actual map. )
 But please give me a call if you have any trouble finding us.
Looking forward to a fabulous day.

Investigating Crossing Hands with Michael and Brendan

The Guest House

                             This being human is a guest house.

                             Every morning a new arrival.

                              A joy, a depression, a meanness,

                              some momentary awareness comes

                              as an unexpected visitor.

                              Welcome and entertain them all!

                              Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,

                              who violently sweep your house

                              empty of its furniture,

                              still, treat each guest honourably.

                              He may be clearing you out

                              for some new delight.

                              The dark thought, the shame, the malice.

                              meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

                              Be grateful for whatever comes.

                              because each has been sent

                              as a guide from beyond.

                                        -- Jelaluddin Rumi,

                                       translation by Coleman Barks

                       

God is Singing

       God is singing God is dancing God is singing in these woods to me.

                       I hear his laughter in the rushing stream.

               

                      Even Suzie stops to listen.

                To feel the magic in this place.

                             Look , Someone  else has felt this magic

                 Has felt His presence in every stone.

ARC House Christmas Tree

Meadows and Byrne have done a wonderful job of decorating ARC House. When I was there yesterday visitors were thrilled with all the novel ways of  arranging  candles , setting table, and generally adding sparkle to ones house and life. 

So don't miss out come along today between 11am and 4 pm.  Be shown around , have some delicious refreshments meet some of the ARC House staff and volunteers who will be delighted to tell you all about the great work happening every week  in ARC House.

Have a fabulous day.

CORK ARC CHRISTMAS HOUSE SPECTACULAR

Discover Christmas at Cork ARC Cancer Support House this year.   Creative and inspirational, this year Meadows and Byrne will decorate ARC House and give you a spring board of ideas for the season ahead.  Show your support for Cork ARC and deck your halls with sparkle and style from our Christmas House.  Don’t miss out, join us at 5, O’Donovan Rossa Road, Cork on  Saturday 24^th and Sunday 25^th November,  between 11am and 4pm.  Donation on entry, refreshments provided.  For enquiries, please call Hilary on 021 4276688.

Here below is the Mini Form for the Monday morning class.

The journey is a simple one. It requires a certain vision of its importance, a certain humility to begin, and a certain fidelity and courage to persevere - the willingness above all, to be led into fullness. These are all essentially  human qualities , the qualities needed for any fruitful contact with life, and the journey is an ordinary one. We don't follow it to sensationalise life but to see life  - every  aspect of it as well as its inner harmony and direction -as the mystery it is. The greatest  danger and temptation is to complicate. As far as I can see ,if we are actually on the journey - if the poverty of the mantra  (practice ) is the rich core of our lives - then we grow more and more simple.  Increasingly  we see the utter simplicity of the call  Jesus (  life ) addresses uniquely to each of us , to leave all things and self behind and follow him into the infinite freedom of his union with the  Father .
From,  John Main's  Silence and Stillness in every Season

Zen Haiku for Autumn

                                         

                                    While they are away
                                    Leaves pile up
                                    In the garden of the gods.
                                                           Basho

                                    The mountain stream
                                    Milled the rice for me
                                    While I took a nap.
                                                          Issa

                                     Oh leaves, ask the wind which of you
                                     Will be the first to fall.
                                                                 Soseki

                                       Along this path
                                       Is none but I
                                       This autumn eve.
                                                        Basho

                                   

                                 Great Buddha
                                 Even while sleeping
                                 Gets flowers and gold.
                                                          Issa




                                 

The Reconnection

" The reconnection is a comprehensive spectrum of frequencies with the power to catalyze  spontaneous healings.  Embodying universal intelligence that surpasses technique and technology , these frequencies are accessible to those who encounter it , regardless of spiritual orientation or prior experience with healing "Eric Pearl


There are two aspects to the Reconnective work .
 Firstly there is the healing aspect. I will explain a little about  both aspects .

The first aspect .

A healing session
Following an introductory chat when the practitioner answers any questions the client may have, the client is invited  to lie down  on a massage table  (fully clothed ) and to close their eyes and allow themselves to relax (or not  )  ,  to just let themselves experience whatever comes as the practitioner does their work  .

 The practitioner then consciously connects to the frequencies and  ' draws ' them through the client body without touching the body. The practitioner works intuitively watching for registers in the clients body .  The session usually lasts about forty minutes . It is recommended that the client has three sessions fairly close together if they are dealing with some body issue.
It is not recommended that the healing become a weekly  'therapy ' session.

The second aspect of The Reconnection  concerns reconnecting the clients body .

" Originally the meridian lines ( sometimes called acupuncture lines ) were connected to the grid lines that encircle the planet and intersect at acknowledged power places such as Machu Pichu and Sedona. These lines continued out and connected us to a vastly larger grid , tying us to the entire universe. " Eric Pearl

When a practitioner  ' Reconnects ' a client they activate lines and points on the client's body , allowing for the exchange - beyond energy - of light and information , the reconnection of DNA strands and the reintegration of   "strings " ( simultaneous -or parallel -planes of existence  ) .
This "  reconnection " happens over two sessions each lasting between forty five to sixty minutes and must be completed within three days.

The healing aspect of the work is about bringing the clients body back into balance and allowing the frequencies to provide the " energy " needed by the person so this can happen.

The " Reconnection " is about the persons evolution. It is about taking the next  step in ones evolution and reconnecting to something beyond ones conscious mind. It is in my experience a gateway to a new life.
A new level of awareness and a continuously expanding understanding and appreciation of this life's experience.

Another walk with Suzie

         


               Today being soft and wet we decided to walk along the road.

First I was lost in the landscape.

Then as I watched Suzie I became aware that we were on two

very different walks . While mine was about the changing

 landscape , the softness of the air , the bird song. 

Suzie's was all about the scent.

This reminded me of a story in Oliver Sack's 'The Man who

 mistook  his wife for a hat.   The story is called

 " The dog beneath the skin " and concerns  a young medical student 

Stephen D, who after a night under the influence

 of amphetamines and cocaine wakes to find he has a greatly enhanced 

sense of smell. So much so that he recognises the patients on his

 wards by their scent .In fact the sense of smell completely takes over

 his attention and he is bombarded by all types of scent .

 He finds it difficult to focus on anything else because everywhere

  he turns there are scents drawing him in.

 (  Sacks would admit years later that Stephen D 

was in fact Sacks himself.   )

As I watched Suzie I wondered what my walk would be like

if we could swap perspectives for just one walk.

Celebrate good times !

I had been reflecting on how good my life feels at the moment .
Amongst other wonderful connections and reconnections I
noticed that my blog had reached  20,000 page views. Then this
 award arrived by email yesterday. So I feel it is time to celebrate
 this amazing year of reconnection.

I wonder at the series of  ' coincidences ' that have been happening
over the months since Elsa Reconnected me. And of the ' coincidences '
happening in the lives of my clients.  People whose writing block or
fears of  failing have dissolved or reduced to the point that they can
face the work and enjoy it and build their confidence  to face bigger
fears and live more fully.

It seems to me that Reconnection occurs on a very ' high ' frequency.
This frequency is higher than the body vibration , and even
  though its effects may be felt in the body  one doesn't need to feel
them for the frequencies to do their work. It may even be that
because the frequencies are at a higher vibration they often bring about
physical healing.

The work of these frequencies is to bring  light and intelligence to
this planet. To raise the vibration of everybody so we can all live
the free loving life we were born to experience.

A gift from Crainosacral

Yesterday I received a craniosacral treatment, it was a gift , a thank you.

I had been looking forward to having the treatment all week so much

 so that I lay awake the night before full of excitement about the next

 day's adventure.

 As soon as Elma put her hands close to my feet I could feel the bubbly 

excited energy and she said " There is a lot of giddy energy here. "

 So I told her about my sleeplessness and excitement as  my energy

 calmed down beneath her touch.

 As the treatment progressed warm childhood

 memories flooded back into myawareness. There was the feeling of

 running in the woods  leaves rustling under foot.

 " Who is running  " she asked .

 "It's a small child having fun " I said.  " Who is the child "

 Elma asked . " Me , It's me looking out through those eyes. " 

Then , I was snuggled up on the kitchen settle next to

 my Grandfather, I could feel the heat from his body could smell his pipe,

could feel the texture of his jacket, tears came, soft and warm ,tears of love

and joy. Many more long forgotten memories were relived and a huge sense 

of the joy and fun of my early childhood was returned to my awareness.

What a gift and a blessing I am filled with gratitude.

A story about Lester Levenson's awakening to Love

Lester . . .
“Wait a minute!” he thought. “If happiness is when I’m experiencing love for the other one, then that means happiness is a feeling within me.
“And if I felt unloving in the past? Well, I know I can’t change the past, but could I possibly correct the feeling now inside myself? Could I change the feeling to love now?” He decided to try it. He looked at his most recent unhappiness, the day he left the hospital.
“First,” he asked himself, “was I experiencing a lack of love that day?”
“Yes,” he answered aloud. “Nobody gave a damn about me, not the nurses, not the orderlies, not even Dr. Schultz. They did not care. As sick as I was, they threw me out, sent me home to die so they wouldn’t have to watch one of their failures . . . well, the hell with them. They can all go to hell.” He was shocked at the vehemence in his voice. His body trembled with rage and he felt weak. He really hated the doctor: He could feel it burning in his chest. “Oh, boy,” he thought, “this sure isn’t love.”
“Well, can I change it?” he asked. “Is it possible to turn it into love for the doctor?”
“Hell, no,” he thought, “why should I? What did he ever do to deserve any love?”
“That’s not the point,” he answered himself. “The point is not whether he deserves love. The point is, can you do it? Is it possible to simply change a feeling of hatred into a feeling of love—not for the benefit of the other person but for yourself?”
As the thought crossed his mind, he felt something break loose in his chest. A gentle easing, a sense of dissolving, and the burning sensation was gone. He didn’t trust it at first. It seemed too easy, so he pictured again the scene with Dr. Schultz in the hospital. He was surprised to find that it brought only a mild feeling of resentment rather than the previous intense burning hatred. He wondered if he could do it again.
“Lets see,” he thought, “what did I just do? . . . Oh, yes. Can I change this feeling of resentment into a feeling of love?” He chuckled as he felt the resentment dissolve in his chest. Then it was totally gone and he was happy. He thought of Dr. Schultz again, pictured him in his mind and felt happy, even loving. He saw now, reliving that last meeting, how the doctor had hated to tell him the things he had to say. He could feel the doctor’s pain at having to tell a young man in the prime of his life that his life was over. “Dr. Schultz, you son-of-a-gun,” he said, grinning, “I love you.”
“Well, it worked on that one,” he thought. “If my theory is sound, then it should work on everything.” Eagerly, he began trying it on other moments, and the results were consistently the same. Each time that he asked himself if he could change the feeling of hostility or anger or hatred to one of love, the dissolving process took place. Sometimes he had to repeat it over and over until he felt only love for the person. At times, the entire process would take only a minute or two; at other times, it might take him hours of working on a particular person or event before his feelings were only loving, but he would doggedly stay with it until it was completed on each person and each incident.
His entire life came up for review in bits and pieces. One by one, he changed to love all the old hurts and disappointments. He began to feel stronger as the weight of his pain dropped away. He was happier than he had ever been in his entire life, and he kept it going, feeling even more happiness with each new thing corrected.

Morning walk with Suzie

Off to the woods

Viewing delights along the way

More

and more

I'm waiting

just look up

and up

turning for home

heart singing

that was fun

let's  do it again .

Videos for Monday and Tuesday's classes below.

                   

                              Taking Pictures on the bridge.

                          Caught by Michael on the way to Tai Chi

                   On to Shandon St. to practice and make some videos.







                         Repulse the monkey for Monday's class.

                   
           

         Crossing back to the Southside to teach in Blackrock









                                    Finish with the Mini Form in Blackrock





                                       
                                                A perfect day .

A Song from my friend and his mate.

Farewell to my new friends and on west.

The bewitching Blaskets looking out to America

An Fear Marbh  still dreaming of America.

Sky thickening 

Even more

Squall on the beach.

Clearing again.

Reluctantly heading home. . . . . . .

On past Dingle to view the Blaskets and make friends with a seagul