“A special ability means a heavy expenditure of energy in a particular direction, with a consequent drain from some other side of life. –Carl Jung, Modern Man in Search of a Soul
You are something new: an original soul with a unique heart/mind housed in a body no one else has ever had. You carry within you a wealth of buried treasure which can help you do something no one else has ever done: You can create healthy change in the emerging world culture in a completely new way. Finding and following your path, excavating treasures along the way, and using them in original ways that will benefit all life is your soul’s journey and the way to lasting happiness and fulfillment.
The soul journey is the way of the authentic heroic spirit warrior, the Promised One who brings new gifts of hope and healing to broken, outdated ways. The path to your spirit warriors’s full empowerment is long and passes through a wilderness filled with unexpected forms that will surprise and inspire, upset and test you. Each force is a part of the universal Source that motivates and guides your journey. Because this energy is part of universal consciousness it is also part of you.
Every force you meet presents you with an opportunity to understand what is happening and why, and to bring forth the part of your treasure that can counteract harmful aspects of the situation so that the beneficial ones will prevail. These opportunities will appear in your life exactly when your soul needs them. No one else will know how you should respond because no one else can plumb your soul’s treasury or know all the factors that bring you to this place and time.
In every journey, whether inner or outer, there are times when competing forces combine to halt progress. These times of inertia when your energy is dammed up and stagnating are necessary to your soul’s growth because they make you aware that something needs to change if you are to continue to move forward. With the awareness that change is needed comes the responsibility to decide how to proceed. Will positive feminine energy provide the best solution or will positive masculine energy be more effective? Either way, change is what is called for. Which kind of energy are you being asked to manifest during this pandemic?
Tunneling Through the Mountain
William Horden’s The Toltec I Ching combines the ancient wisdom of the Chinese and Toltecs with the intellect and sensibility of a contemporary spirit person to help you find your way. Horden uses the image, Tunneling Through the Mountain, to describe the masculine energy that provokes change.
During the MIddle Ages the soul’s compulsion to grow and change was stymied by the restrictions of organized religion, so it changed directions and found expression in the new practice of alchemy. Although experiments with the physical elements led to the present-day science of chemistry, beneath the surface alchemy was a secret spiritual language that spoke to humanity’s inherent compulsion to evolve into wholeness and enlightenment. Transforming a base metal into gold was a metaphor for the psychological task of transforming fixed elements of the personality that are closed to change into a fresh, vital and spontaneous personality that is open and responsive.
In alchemy, the creative force of masculine energy is associated with fire. The operation which involved fire was known as Calcinatio. Psychologically this first process of exposing elements to heat was associated with the first level of human awareness in which the ego is so consumed with strong emotion and desire that it cannot separate itself from its instinctual self and thus often behaves more like an amoral animal than a responsible human.
The animal which represented elemental desirousness was the wolf. The point of Calcinatio was to purge an immature ego of all desire until it became immune to identification with strong emotion. In other words, to strengthen the ego and humanize the wolf. Perhaps this is how the idea of the werewolf — half human, half wolf — was born. This might also explain the fierce hatred and fear so many people have for wolves. No ego which has acquired a bit of conscious light wants to slip back into the darkness of animal unconsciousness.
As a campfire or flaming torch is used to ward off wolves when one is alone in the dark wilderness, so does the light of increased consciousness immunize us against the dangerous desires of our animal selves. As a fixed tree that is struck by lightning is consumed by a fire that transforms wood into ashes and changes the environment around it, so does the spark from your spiritual Source purge your ego of its unconscious, instinctual responses. Psychologically most egos experience this phase of growth as the pain of frustrated desires for pleasure and power. In its masculine aspect, the snake, which represents the essence of change itself, provokes change by moving forcefully ahead and striking the impasse like a stick of dynamite that penetrates the mountain and clears the road ahead for an inflow of energy.
If your ability to move forward is stalled, it is because you are possessed by conflicting desires you do not fully understand. You will be incapable of right action until you know how they created this action. The most beneficial action you can take is to set your intention to acquire greater self-knowledge and then actively pursue it. If your only thoughts have been to provide self-gratification, this is the time to sacrifice some of your pleasure in service to other souls. If the rules by which you have lived are so rigid or habitual that they have lost their meaning, the time has come to create more comprehensive and workable guidelines. If you’ve been spending all your energy on work in the outer world, you will broaden your awareness by beginning a program of inner work. Assess the old patterns that have guided your life to this point, then step boldly forth in a new direction to bring greater balance and spark new growth.
What symbols represent your masculine energy that provokes change?
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Image credits: Wolf, Pixabay. Drill and Blast Method, railsystem.net. How to Survive Wolf Country, realworldsurvivor.com.
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Thank you Jeanie for this post, affirming our uniqueness and our soul’s journey. As the Oracle at Delphi said: “Know Thyself”. Nobody ever said it was easy but it really is a life task, now, today and for the future. This Great Pause really does give an opportunity to look inward and re-channel the energy that is always present. When you say Yes, the universe responds. Thank you also for your new letter which was lovely with it’s gorgeous photographs. Nothing like the scent of jasmine for the senses ..
When you say Yes, the universe responds! Does it ever. All we have to do is pay attention. It’s amazing to me how even in this isolation I’m seeing signs of that every day. I began reviewing the galley proofs for my book on Friday and sent my changes back to my publisher on Monday. In just those three days three marvelously helpful synchronicities occurred that made my task, which could have been so arduous, infinitely smoother and easier. It seems I’m learning to listen at last!
I’m glad you enjoyed my newsletter. Spring is so beautiful here this year. The air is clear, the jasmine is glorious, and the songs of birds are everywhere. A wren built a nest in one of my flower pots in a well-protected corner of our porch and it has about 5 tiny eggs in it. I’ll try to take a picture for my next newsletter.
Thank you so much for offering us another tasty slice of your deep wisdom and rich spiritual insights.
I have to admit I’m feeling less “warrior” and more “wanderer” these days. I’m just too tired and too stressed out to contemplate doing anything much. I tell myself to listen to the universe while it sings “rest, rest, rest” to me, or perhaps it’s “sleep, sleep, sleep” too. “Slow it all right down, I can hear!”
And in doing so, I sense this positive feminine energy has my undivided attention. The slow, steady beat of my heart is all I can focus on right now. Don’t get me wrong the beauty of nature still fills me with delight but that delight, although expressive, does not seem to move me in any physical way at all.
I potter here and there in my garden with my beloved wife and the rhythm and pace feels just right.
I’m sure a more dynamic, vibrant energy will return but not today or tomorrow or any time soon. I think the decelerating, slowing down of life is what I’m enjoying most in lockdown. So it’s good to read that this inertia, this damming up of energy is “just” what my soul needs. Thank you for this lesson.
Change is definitely in the air even though I don’t fully understand what it is that needs changing.
Earlier I posted a poem on Twitter that I wrote for Elaine Mansfield a couple of years ago titled, “The Goddess and Her Green Man” to celebrate her Golden Wedding anniversary which you might enjoy.
Bright Beltane Blessings to you, throughout the merry month of May, Deborah.
“I have to admit I’m feeling less “warrior” and more “wanderer” these days.” Then my next post, which is about feminine energy, was written just for you! Sometimes it isn’t about doing, just being.
I’m in that place at the moment too. I awoke this morning realizing I couldn’t take another goal-oriented step. I listened to my heart and drifted in the direction toward which it pointed: reading. Something that has been a guilty pleasure for far too long. Now in the time of lockdown I can fully enjoy this luxury. And here I must thank the friend — I can’t remember who it was — who only a week or so ago recommended The Measure of My Days by Florida Scott-Maxwell. I’m 36 pages into it now and already feel a return of life energy, a wellspring of gratitude for the gift of being alive and sentient.
I shall check out your poem for Elaine the moment I finish this. Your poems are always refreshing wellsprings for me.
Thank you for writing. I’m so glad you and your wife are safe and resting in your watery womb of love.
I just went to your blog and realized that the poem you referred to above is the same one I read, loved, and commented on yesterday! I hadn’t realized it was for Elaine. And the first time I looked at the beautiful image, I didn’t see the Green Man’s face. Knowing your inspiration makes it doubly meaningful to me.
The poem I wrote for Elaine and Vic is titled, “The Goddess and Her Green Man” which I wrote two years ago. I posted it on my Twitter account earlier.
Yesterday’s poem is a new one titled “Dreaming in the Time of Corona … both have the Green Man in them so easy mistake to make. On my website there’s a search box if that helps.
Replying on my phone In tiny box so hopefully this will make sense. xx
Thank you, it does make sense. I will check out the other one?
Looking forward to your next post already! Blessings always, Deborah.
Beautiful, Jeanie, but it feels hard for me to reach at the moment. I’m deep in the wilderness with no clear trail in sight. I imagine many people are. I’m searching for graceful surrender to a universal transformation I can’t change. I’m most certainly stalled and the sense is that’s where I need to be, here in seclusion in an unknown situation with no clear goals, waiting it out. It’s hard to differentiate this from depression, but I wouldn’t say I’m depressed. I simply don’t have much will and can’t find the heroic masculine within. Endurance and surrender are all I can muster. I’m thankful for dreams.
Last week I dreamed:
“I wait to see the Dalai Lama (I see him standing in his maroon and golden robes much as he looked in 1979 when I first met him) but I have so much vertigo I’m not sure I can walk up to him. Maybe if I lie down or take some medicine, I’ll be able to stand in front of him. I have a gift to give him.
The positive masculine hasn’t given up on me. As you might imagine, I’ve spent lots of time imagining that gift. Thank you for repeating your beautiful poem, Deborah. It’s hard to remember the Green Man will come despite frigid temperatures here, an alarming political situation, thousands of sick people, and the rage and grief of these days.