Lately, I’ve been feeling post-traumatic stress. Not a disorder (PTSD), but more like post-traumatic stress wonder (PTSW). I’ve been having feelings of catastrophe and impending doom, like when AIDS first appeared in the 80s, or after 9-11 happened. Eerie thoughts about the Holocaust are on my mind, so I’ve been experiencing anticipation anxiety about the kind of danger, lawlessness and violence that can so easily happen—even here in the United States. Yet, I’m refusing to get depressed. To succumb to fear. To get consumed by despair. I choose not to let myself drown in sorrow or obsess about possible futures.
I trust that now is the time to exercise choice: between post-traumatic stress and post-traumatic breath.
To take care of ourselves and live in the present.
To find refuge in the breath and let go of stress.
To clear our heart of fear, and make our life sacred and celebrate it.
It’s time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
A Reminder That…
…Against all the odds, as the year comes to a close, and as the day comes to an end…
Nature is still our best friend.
Life is still our best ally.
We can still trust in music, laughter, kindness and soul.
We can trust that through loss there is finding. Much more.
We can trust in meditation and ease, presence and joy.
I’m the one, you’re the one, we’re the ones we’ve been waiting for.
Open your heart.
Breathe with ease.
Move with grace.
Be love now.
Ready to Heal
One of the positive results from the recent election is that America is finally ready to heal. The deep, often ancestral. trauma, inflicted by and on the people of this continent (North America) and the rest of the world.
We are all refugees of the collective, ancestral trauma of humanity. Generations of suffering. We are refugees of stress, which is the tension between our original, joy-filled self and our sorrowful, wounded and “masked” self.
The human condition is woven together by collective trauma. When the human soul is murdered, when our core values are violated, it leads people to a state of deep loss, guilt, and helplessness. In turn, feeling like a powerless victim creates a state of inner violence that can result in lashing back out to other minorities and the less privileged. Left untouched, this trauma can turn into PTSD, apathy, resignation, violence and depression. Feeling separate from the soul, disconnected from the breath, alienated from life, abandoned by humanity, forsaken by God—all this turns into self-hatred and disgrace and gets projected towards other people. The cycle continues.
The rhythm of the breath invites us to stop turning this wheel, this cycle, of unleashing our suffering on others. When we follow that invitation—when we follow the breath—we move into a new process of self-healing. A new cycle, a now cycle of the present. Connecting to the breath and moving the body. Awakening to the joy of being. Opening the heart. Generating compassion for ourselves and others. Making space for silence. Walking with our innate grace. Bringing the soul into our lives and activating our true humanity. This is being love, now. This is the realization that we are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
The Breaze is in service of this healing work.