“What´s in a name?”
A question often asked, and just as often replied to.
“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet” – an often used quote from Shakespeare´s Romeo & Juliet.
A rose is always a rose, it knows it´s purpose , it does not need a name to define itself.
For us human beings – or should I call us human thinkers maybe, as if we were really human beings would we really need to categorize and put names on things to explain what they are instead of feeling in the energy and give names by that 😉 ? – language and words are important. So there can be a lot in a name.
If we choose to listen in and honour that name, that word, that picture , the vibration of the name or the word is synchronizing itself with us.
Today I was blessed to have a chance encounter with a dear friend in town, as I was racing through the streets on my very fast blue bike.
A chance encounter which turned in to a whole thermos of green tea, the visit – chance encounter # 2 for me within 10 minutes – of another dear friend, the amazing synchronisity of events, energies and revelations for all three of us which can only happen when we are willing to just go with whatever is and be totally open and honest. Of course it helps when we are surrounded by people and energy , which is holding us and making us feel safe enough to open up.
And when you start to open up, there is no way you can go back to being a bud again. Once the flower has started to spread its petals, no way does it go back to being a bud again.
It has no choice but to bloom.
In full colours.
Once bloomed, it shrivels, falls off the stem, gets re absorbed by Mother Earth and comes back again as a new bud, a new flower, for the next time to blossom.
We talked about names.
My dear friend sharing his story reminded me of the name I was given by my dear teacher Grandmother Robin Tekwelus Youngblood of the White Wolf Clan ; Pejuta Wakinyazi – The Flower Of Thunder And Lightning.
The name has come back to me often the past year, extremely frequently the past two months.
I am ready to step in to the full meaning of that name, whatever it holds and wherever it takes me.
I have made some commitments to and with Water, Sky, Air, Earth and Space and a promise the past month.
I know now that that very promise – just like life and everything we go through – will have moments of growth, moments of hesitation, of preparation, moments of pain of the buds bursting open, moments excitement as the petals start to reach towards the sky, moments of complete exaltation as the flower blossoms, moments of withdrawing and preparation for rest as the blooming season comes to an end, moments of transitioning in to the next face as the flower falls to the earth, moments of absorption with source as the next growth period is being prepared , moments of new life while leaving old life behind.
Behind all these moments, behind or even inside the storm , inside the thunder and lightning – there is the place which does not move at all, which is always still, which always knows without having to ask any questions . In whatever moment or season we find ourselves, we are – just like the flower – always connected to that place, that source, that Isness, and we can always tap in to it.
Behind all these moments is Home.
It is our “task” to follow the movements of the seasons of our lives and moments, connected to Home, listening to our true purpose , knowing we are in transition every moment. When we can experience that transition we are in we can also tap in to that place behind. It is actually only through knowing and being present to where we are in that moment that we can get there.
So easy, yet so difficult – as wherever we are we either enjoy it so much we never want it to end , hence do our best to hold on to it , to re capture it, to even buy it or we despice it so much that we do anything we can to run away, to change it, to fight it.
Home is here. Now.
Home is being the Flower in your storm. In whatever moment that is.
Thank you David.
Thank you Robin.