Pachamama Alliance's Awakening the Dreamer and Changing the Dream Symposium

I went to the Pachamama Alliance’s "Awakening the Dreamer and Changing the Dream" Symposium last night. It inspired and moved me deeply.

This is a grass root movement where by people in any community can be trained to lead the symposium so more people are able to experience and rethink about how they can make a difference for themselves, community and the planet. I’ll try to post a short video on the symposium as soon as I work out how! I am such a luddite!

As I re-awaken to so many of my passions in art, in poetry, in writing, in art, it is no surprise that environmental issues which I had long buried is re-surfacing in a new way in my life.

I am so excited I am going to be trained to lead/share this experience with the people of HK. I can’t wait to blog about it more after my training.

I have been getting my weekly stats report and I am amazed that there are people who are popping in to visit me!
Whoever you are, thank you for listening.

A New Earth

Along with millions of people around the world, I am reading A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle and taking a 10 week online course through Oprah’s collaboration with Eckhart.

Since I started, I have been sharing and recommending the book to everyone I know. I truly believe this book has the power to change humanity and transform the way we are living today and bring about a new way of relating to people, the world and how we choose to live day to day. Outwardly life doesn’t really look that different for me. Inwardly, I feel a whole universe has shifted.

Some self-observations from the past few weeks:
my lack of focus – It is hard for me to do something from start to finish. My attention gets drawn to a thought, a noise, a word and then my mind starts following whatever that was and my attention fractures and I loose focus on the task at hand.
shallow breathing
hurry sickness - I am constantly in a hurry and barely present in the moment
seeing a lot more beauty around me – in people, in the familiar
flooded by inspiration – for color, art, creativity, design, words, poetry
a happy desire to work with my hands and create things – paint, draw, collage
a longing for silence or at the very least less noise
giving up resistance on things like housework and even enjoying doing it
more loving and connected to people, friends and family
things seem to flow with incredible ease
fleeting moments of awareness of the stream of thoughts that goes through my mind all the time

The idea that millions of people are also undergoing similar shifts in consciousness is so exciting! In the last 7 weeks, I have often wondered what is the collective impact of so many people awakening at the same time and what is the tipping point for the collective consciousness of humanity to raise?

I just feel such joy to see technology and fame being brought to use in such an enriching and generous way. : )

Memory of an irritation

A few days ago, in the office, I felt something irritating my eye and I tried ignoring it. When that didn’t work I tried rapid blinking. Pretty soon after, the discomfort consumed my attention and so after some intense mirror work, prodding, cotton-swabbing and eye-dropping, the culprit, a tiny filament of fiber was located and removed. As I got back to work, my eye insisted that something else was still there. So back to the mirror and I started over with another round of prodding and peering which yielded nothing.

There was nothing in my eye. However, the discomfort was very real. Eventually, it disappeared.

It suddenly occurred to me there are two types of memories of irritations.-
The physical kind similar to the dust fiber leaving a discomfort after its removal. The bumps and scratches which leaves scars after the physical healing. Something in physical form confirmed their ending which helped us moving on.

What about the impact of emotional irritations? I realized so many of the opinions and judgments I have about people and life are made during moments of irritation. But instead of bearing with the discomfort and letting them disappear, they become ‘real’ for me and as the irritation festers the memory of the irritation ceased to be a memory but instead a foregone reality.

From the slow cashier to the waitress at yum cha, my parents, my sisters, colleagues, my dog, friends, ex-boyfriends and husband no one is truly free from clocking up memories of irritations! I realized even with people I love, our relationships are still cast in many different shadows borne from big and small moments of irritations because I never gave them the space to disappear.

I felt sad for what was and yet happy for what can now show up in all my relationships. I will no longer give credence to these amorphous memories of irritations and allow them to separate me from others, especially when it comes to the people I love and care about.