SRAOC #8 Transcendence


Small Rebellious Acts of Creativity (#SRAOC) is a weekly invitation to explore a word, or phrase, through whichever creative avenue, platform or modality the participant wishes. It is intended to be a philosophical or creative catalyst moreso than a straight up writing prompt.

This week’s prompt was: Transcendence

JODI

Transcendence can be defined as:

existence or experience beyond the normal or physical level.

For me transcendence has always carried the energy of rising up and more recently of moving beyond. It’s an energy of sacred empowerment and expansion.

I took the first photograph earlier on this week, walking down the hallway and was struck by the mundane kind of sacred energy it had. Doubly so when I took the photo and discovered the way the light arced around the painting. I decided this was my SRAOC this week, if nothing more came to me.

 

Today I understood the future echo in that photo as my soul-body-temple and home-as-temple became aligned by several conscious choices and then a magickal ripple of serendipity. Jacqueline Gates’ Facebook post on enchanted enhancement really speaks to me and to the photo above; to transcend even the most mundane and detested jobs and embrace them as acts of intentional ritual transformation. I now see how housework can be one facet of the transmutation of the deadness which has been gathering the last few months despite my best interests to keep moving, to keep rising up.  The internal and the external are mirroring each other in the most incredible ways with my deep soul work grounding down in my body and expanding out into my home.

And then to finish off the moments of serendipity, my phone opened to photos from several years ago, to this one, the only church in Brisbane I have any connection to, sent to me by a friend on a full moon. Perhaps it is only me seeing the symmetry on the full moon weekend.

ADAM

A quick note from Japan.

I am on a cultural tour of Japan with my school and one afternoon this week we had a calligraphy lesson. We chose a word from the board and practiced it until we felt comfortable enough to write it on a fan.

I chose ‘moon’.

This is not my writing but the writing of a master. Someone who has practiced. Someone with an understanding of how to write it, and how to modify the original script.

This is my attempt.

It’s not perfect but that’s not the point. I chose the moon because I felt it connected with where I am at mentally, emotionally and spiritually.

To me the moon is a symbol of cycles: of waxing and waning, of birth, life and death, a measure of the tides and seasons, the months and years, growth and regeneration, light and dark.

I connected to it later during an afternoon where our students were able to experience a Japanese tea ceremony. It was during this time that I felt still, quiet, at peace, seeing the connections in ritual and practice during the tea ceremony that have parallels in my own faith experiences – that ritual of connection and adoration, veneration and worship, communion and supplication. As it is Easter, the holy focus of Christianity in the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus, the rituals of Communion (or the Eucharist depending on your denomination) came into sharp focus. It is also the full moon of the Jewish Passover. Ritual and symbolism abound in shared bread, a cup of wine given to drink.

This for me is transcendence.

P.S. Come to Japan in April for the cherry blossoms. You will not be disappointed.

RUS

In this most holy week for Christians, I am surrounded by the symbols of my faith in nature. I have always taken to the woods to transcend, long before I read The Bible, Thoreau’s Walden or the Tao Te Ching. My childhood weekends were spent in campgrounds, fishing in natural ponds, and walking old Native American trails throughout the Mid-Atlantic region.

This concept of transcendence, or Samadhi, of being raised to a higher ground, to connecting with a higher spirit, has never alluded me. My heart has been, is, and always will be open to receive the glory of God through the beauty of nature and the energy of the Universe.

I have turned to photography since I was 19 to capture the glory of nature. These first two photos were snapped on two different hiking excursions; the third is a picture my daughter snapped of me, along the Appalachian Trail, in 2015.

SPARK: Words As…

SPARK is a monthly joint post exploring a single idea from multiple bite-sized perspectives. This month we invited the first of our guest contributors to The JAR to explore the ‘words as’ motif  Adam, Rus and Jodi traversed in earlier posts.

Welcome Christina Hira and Cara Moulds.


WORDS AS … WITNESS
Christina Hira

I have been exploring and deepening my creativity, specifically poetry, over the last 4 years. There are many beautiful things that have arisen out of this curious journey of weaving words, but there are two main ones I want to write about here.

Firstly, poetry has allowed all the pieces of myself to have a seat at the table.

There is no other home I have found where I do not have to deny parts of my being. I can bring any version of myself to my creative desk and I am welcomed. Every thread of emotional chaos, every shame I have hidden deep within my bones, every insecurity about why I am here. Nothing is forbidden.
Religion has only ever invited my spirit. Spirituality only wants me when I am happy. Self-development allows my mess on the condition that I am evolving into something better.
But the words. The words only ever make me a cup of tea and witness. They allow space for my darkness, my mess and the totality of my emotional and human experience.

Secondly, poetry is not a solution.

The wonderful thing about crafting a poem is that I can take the chaos of my experience and stir words until they match how I feel; until they reveal something beautiful. And it doesn’t solve anything.

I think in a society that is always adamant on fixing everything, one which tells you that you are only worthy in your mess if you are on your way to growing out of it, having space where you can be seen without the expectation of transformation is expansive.

For me, poetry is not a cure.

It is a lake I fall down next to on a clear night. One which piques my curiosity and invites me to muster up all the courage I have to carve a path to where the moonlight is most strongly reflected on the surface. To look in and see myself, to allow the lake to hold a space where the ripples soothe just enough and what is revealed is often way more beautiful than what I thought it would be. And yet I still have to leave the lake behind and return along the path I came.

Poetry creates a space where I have permission to exist exactly as I am.


WORDS AS … MAGIC
Cara Moulds

Masaru Emoto’s water crystal experiments showed that human consciousness has an effect on the molecular structure of water. Water exposed to loving thoughts resulted in beautiful crystal formations, while water exposed to fearful, hateful thoughts resulted in disfigured molecular formations.

Thoughts are words unspoken. We are mostly water. What happens if we intentionally transform the water we are made of? Does that make us magic? Does it make our words magic?

Wayne Dyer taught that thoughts become things. Change your thoughts to change your life. How? By transforming the molecular structure and energetic vibrational field of your body in the same way that thoughts transform water molecules. Then that vibrational field attracts more of the same vibrational experiences based on the law of attraction, and the life you’re living transforms.

All based on the words you’re thinking and speaking. Your words are not only powerful, they’re magic.

Magic: the power of apparently influencing events by using mysterious forces.

Except it’s not really mysterious anymore.

“I AM” is the most powerful phrase to connect to source energy and tap into the magic of words to become a conscious creator. Think about how many “I am” statements you make every day without even thinking about it. I am tired/sick/miserable/busy/stuck/stupid/overwhelmed.

Or I am happy/healthy/inspired/creative/powerful/divine.

Without realizing it, you are speaking your reality into being. I host women’s circles and lead meditations. When people are first learning to meditate, their greatest difficulty is stopping the thoughts/words running through their head, the monkey mind that replays the same fears and self-doubts that keep us small and disempowered. Tapping into the power of positive affirmations is one way to still the negative monkey mind and use the magic of words to change your life. Create I AM statements from your highest, divine, source-energy self.

We create vision boards in our women’s circles. They are always a mix of images and words, words that call out to each woman as she is ripping through magazines. Very often, they don’t know why they’re choosing specific words, but they follow their feelings. They are often surprised when we follow up after a month or two and they realize how the images and words on their vision boards have already manifested in miraculous ways. Like magic!

Just as daily words can transform the structure of water, so can the daily words you see in a vision board and state in your affirmations transform your life.

Because words are magic.


Our Guest Contributors

Christina Hira (@wild.dark.magic) is a poet living in New Zealand. She believes in creativity and black coffee. Both of which help her survive the chaos of mothering a three year old. Her poetry is fuelled by a curiosity of human behaviour and her current favourite method is cutting up books and rearranging words to find the unexpected connections.

 
 
 
 
 

Cara Moulds is a spiritual coach for awakening midlife career women feeling called to reconnect to their soul and jumpstart their creativity. She’s also a writer, high school career coach, and co-founder of Mind Body SHE, a networking group for midlife career women in Baltimore. She has built her career over the last 27 years in education as a former National Board Certified English teacher and high school administrator. At the height of her career success, she suddenly found herself wondering “Why am I doing all of this?” A lifelong spiritual seeker and personal development junkie, she embarked on her own Heroine’s Journey to redefine success on her own terms.