Holiday

Every year at this time I ask myself the question.  “Now where was I?” It’s as if I left “my life” for somebody else’s.  Which just might be true, at one level. Always the holidays are full to overflowing with the unexpected.  This year my daughter brought home puppies from a rescue mission that had gone awry and we set up an emergency vet clinic here, where we nursed and held half-pound infants, trying desperately to save them from the ravages of Parvo.  Only one of 15 made it, and it was happily delivered on Christmas eve. In the middle of all this sadness, carols, games with friends, and the Beatles on Wii were islands of laughter.

Which brings up the big savior: dark humor. I’ve lived long enough to keep in mind the story in family history WHILE going through the tough stuff.  This will be the Christmas of the Dead Puppies, and we will laugh.  Soon.

But right now, I’m brought back to my life as it was before.  It usually takes me at least a week to remember where I was, and sometimes it’s a depressing or confusing time.  Breadcrumbs lead me back about a month to where I was before, to what was calling me when I wasn’t reacting.  Back to the subtle glimmer in the eye of possibility, the whisper of what is to come.

I’m listening again, and luckily it’s still there.  The longing to hear what my body wants, to write more regularly, to return to learning Spanish.  To learn by heart some poems.  There it is.  My “new year’s list.”  Sometimes it takes some humor, some recovery time, and some deep listening.  And when my life is led by longing, resolutions seem beside the point.

Where were you?  What is your longing?  What’s on THAT list?

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“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light but by making the darkness conscious.”  Carl Jung

Since I’ve returned to the Northern Hemisphere, the cold nights have drawn my imagination.   I’ve been sleeping, dreaming, and journaling up a regular winter storm.

As I sit in the early evening darkness, there are plenty of figures of light that come to mind, especially vivid having just completed a brightening , enlightening journey. One image keeps coming to mind in the darkness and richness of my unconscious, image-laden mind.

I notice an urge to drape myself in black and white. One of the first visual cues that one is in Bali and not tropical color of the gardens or green of the rice fields.   It’s black and white.  Whether you’re a sculpture of a god or demon, a temple pillar, a director of traffic, or the corners of intersections, it’s likely that this will be your costume:  poleng fabric of large black and white checks, and, in hand woven, versions, blocks of grey where the two come together.

This serves as a constant reminder to the Balinese about the importance of balance between the forces of light and those of darkness, which are seen as opposing forces.   While I was there, I was told more than once that “there’s good in both. Same same.”  White (good) contains evil (black), and vice-versa.  Much of Balinese ceremony and ritual is devoted to keeping the two opposing but complimentary forces in balance.

And so I sit with figures of light and dark, black and white, embracing the darkness and honoring its teaching as I await the return of the light.

A special “heads up” for blog readers.  There’s a strong chance I’ll be working with the Balinese Institute for Global to offer a small group experience in Bali during the week of March 10-16th, during the Balinese lunar new year. This would focus on balance between the outer and inner worlds,  and would culminate with Nyepi, a national “day of silence,” the traditional new year’s beginning. Stay tuned for further announcements.

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