November 11th, 2007
Today I celebrated my 33rd birthday! I had been searching for a meditation center and came across a fund raising event for a zen meditation center up in Northgate. The event was for members to donate their time to make Buddha out of clay. These Buddhas will be auctioned off to fund the meditation center. I thought there was really no better way to spend my birthday than making gods of peace for the world. So I invited a couple of my closest friends and my mother to the clay making festivities. I have some pix as show and tell:
Us working (from my perspective):
Amanda and her beautiful Buddha Creations:
Annie and her beautiful Buddha Creations:
My mom and her beautiful Buddha Creation:
and of course, My beautiful Buddha Creations:
Some Finished Buddhas from previous donators:
If you would like to make one of these beautiful Buddhas yours come to this event:
Take home your own personal Buddha while helping to raise money for Blue Heron Zen Community. Clay Buddhas made by our sangha members and frieds will be on display at Blue Heron Zen Center from December 7th to 9th. Over the weekend we will hold a silent auction. You can bid on as many Buddhas as you like. Bidding will stop at 6:30 pm sharp, so if you want to take home your favorite Buddha or one you made youself, you’ll have to be the highest bidder.
November 4th, 2007
As a little girl I was obsessed with magic both trickery and the untouchable. The metaphysical, although I didn’t call it that back then. I completely believed with every ounce of my soul. I listened to the flowers and the worms, I had an honorary burial of a cricket in a banana peal because I believed that this cricket needed to be sent off to the spirits properly. So it is no surprise that I continue to listen… I listen to anything that will talk to me. And I hear things. Things with meaning. Loaded with meaning. Dripping from the movement of the trees, flowing from the cloud arrangements. I hear the universe talk to me.
Yesterday I went for a reading, yes, another reading. Her spirit guides were talking through her as she drew cards for me. They spoke TRUTH. I felt silly for having gone, since I already knew what they were telling me. Then I went home and attempted to speak with them myself… moments fleeting with feelings and pictures engulfed me. After 45 minutes I was more alert and clear full of love and life. I asked for an animal guide, not out loud but a soft wish within. Today above my parents home was a teenage hawk preening out his old baby feathers all over me, raining on me like a ritualistic cleanse. So, of course…. I have to look up the meaning of this animal.
I hear from this hawk that I must rip out the threads of self created illusions, to surrender anything that does not align with or honor the integrity of all life. But of course, like the reading… I feel silly for asking. Because I already feel this happening within…. since I am always listening.
