Thursday, November 5th, 2009
I danced all night in my ruby slippers on halloween. Well…by the wee hours they were off, with my wig and most of the rest of my costume. There is nothing for me like dancing all night. It is soul-saving and heart-healing and I will do it in my life until I absolutely physically can’t anymore. I love very few things more.
Sometimes I wonder for a moment if these writings I do here shouldn’t include more planetary and energetic updates, but then I laugh and shake my head. Not only because that is what the Oracle Messages and Oracle Transmissions are for, but because I know better. I know that those updates are never the most powerful thing I offer. The most powerful thing I do when I write or teach is to put my heart out on the table to be seen…made visible…and then say…
“Here…look…”
I bare my soul, and it is inevitably more powerful than any cosmic newscast I could report, because it comes from the original source…the heart behind all things. For when one bares one’s heart that deeply, others are bound to see something of their own there too. When I put mine out to be seen, it opens those who see it to say, “Wait…that’s my heart too!” And then the healing occurs…and that is why I am willing to put my heart on the table in the first place. I know.
At the dentist the other day I was told to use a softer toothbrush. I had once been misinformed about brushing receding gums really hard in order to stimulate them. When I was told instead that a soft touch helps more I had to laugh to myself. Of course. It is at the heart of what I teach. We are trained to scrub really hard where it hurts, when really those are the places we should offer the most gentle, sensitive touch. My soft toothbrush was yet another metaphor for the act and practice of self-love. Just go soft in the tender places.
And then I realized, as I lay back and the nitrous kicked in, that I think I finally have a religious belief system to claim…finally have an answer to the unavoidable dinner party question of “what I am”…
I am a hedonist.
It feels good just to say it.
It isn’t about avoiding the pain in life. In fact I think my version of a hedonist embraces it, or at least knows how to brush softly there. It is about radical self-acceptance, and radical self-care and the fact that they ultimately lead you to profound awakenings and love of all kinds. It is a path of nurturing the soul, and it is there for us always…like the ruby slippers. Like dancing all night…we just have to know how to click our heels together and say, “There is no place like home.” And we’re there…
Love, Jennifer
