Hi SOUL Hi! Lovianhal!
How you? I’m glad you’re here. I’m here too! I love you.
This has been a week and January has been a month hasn’t it? Already. We got two weeks left in this month and the slow-mo to January 20th is real. It’s like we’ve been inching toward something–a major something– that none of us can even possibly conceive. Yet. Like something is converging. The juxtaposition of Saint Martin Luther King Day and the Monday that Voldemort, the energy vampire, is officially invited back over the doorjamb we all took so much time and energy to vanquish him from.
These are strange times for sure.
I’ve been thinking a lot about this month’s #shiftprompt and the idea of power. I have been grappling, specifically with feelings of powerlessness. Using my hour-long daily meditation time to ask myself complicated questions and to sit with myself long enough to receive the answers.
Most of what has been coming through is that I am not who I think I am. Or rather, I’m not who I have been behaving like. Hidden. Afraid to be seen. Shrouded. Going along to get along. These things are survival techniques that I have mastered over my current lifetime. To keep me safe. To protect other people’s egos. Mostly the people I have been around who have fashioned themselves as powerful or who presumed they had power over me for any number of reasons–
an elder.
an employer.
a job.
a manager at a job.
a landlord.
a bill.
a debt.
a student loan.
a man who wanted to possess, fck me or suppress me.
a woman who wanted to preserve her station in society or who felt threatened by me.
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These things are real. I’ve experienced very real traumas over something usually beyond my control– if only because other people’s behaviors are beyond my control. And so I began to drill in and down on myself to become so teflon smooth that the traumas that could happen, slide off me before they do happen. Assuming they would happen. Even if they didn’t.
A survival strategy is born.
And what comes with that? What comes with thinking one must be pristine to have value? What comes with crafting armor out of what is supposed to be skin?
and
to care so deeply about what a stranger thinks that one starts to think a stranger’s opinion has more value than one’s own–about oneself.
This is the textbook definition of giving away one’s power. And it’s sort of a metaphysical parallel of what we’re experiencing in this country (and around the world) presently.
We’ve been thinking for some time now that the “power grabbers” have power over us. We’ve given away our time and attention. We’ve given away our freedom of expression. We’ve given away our health and wealth of creative pursuit. Some of us have become petty and dysregulated as a coping strategy… as a way to survive a world that was always designed to work us until we die. We have, the lot of us, become the human collective equivalent of the elephant tied to a flimsy ass chair with a barely knotted piece of string. She could, if she wanted to, walk away and go live her best life somewhere else. But she has been “trained” to believe the flimsy chair and string are holding her in place.
That’s us. That’s me. Facing the bitter cold of winter and wondering if I could survive if I just stopped. Or better, stood up. Differently. Knowing what that means in times such as these has become the current challenge. The question that lingers back of all the others. What does stopping look like? What does standing up differently look like? What does standing firmly in my power look like, without giving up on the vision of a kind and just society that works for everyone. What if no one cares?
And also– what did Great Grand Star Auntie Harriet really mean when she said “I go to prepare a place for you…” on her ‘life after life’ bed?
Much to discuss tonight about the true nature of our power…
Tonight’s Starfolk University staff:
Oneika Mays– Dean of Joyful revolution
Eisha Mason– Dean of Radical Spiritual Connection
Rev Maria Kliavkoff– Dean of Healthy Mourning
Michael Shawn– Dean of Humor and Social Etiquette
Jason Benefield– Dean of Peaceful Life Navigation
Dr. Fearless Smith– Dean of African Diasporic Studies
Of course, Jordan is in the WuWu Metaphysical Studio with me, so Join us tonight 7-10p on WURD! Bring a journal, pen and 3 frens…
#starfolku #starpeopleish #comegetfree
If you hear the dogs, keep going. If you see the torches in the woods, keep going. If there’s shouting after you, keep going. Don’t ever stop. Keep going. If you want a taste of freedom, keep going.Harriet Tubman
You can listen live with this link and/or on the WURD App. We ARE Live on the FB Live OR Twitch too tonight!
Per usual, in EVERY single thing we do, the intention is transformation. And well moisturized legs.
Pssst! This month our #shiftprompt is:
The Art BEing POWER
Acronym:
Peace
Opens
Worlds
Eternally
Remembered
(It’s true POWER destiny)
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The WuWu Metaphysical studio begins Friday night at 7p EST on WURD 96.1FM Philly + The FB LIVE (worldwide). See you then yes? Oh! Bring a journal, a pen and 3 frens! WuWu is best done together. 🙂 #comegetfree
Lovianhal,
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