Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken

Will Cook photography

As I watched the Grammys last night, I was blown away, as I always am, by Pink. I probably have all of her albums, including her latest,  Beautiful Trauma. Last night she performed a song from that album called “ Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken”, co-written by her and Michael James Ryan Busbee. It’s an anthem for our time, in the face of the wave of sexual abuse reports, harassment, and discrimination against women. Women are breaking their silence and coming forward in record numbers, an army of warriors who have had enough. Last weeks trial of Larry Nassar, the team doctor for the U.S. gymnastics team, was a nightmare, revealing decades of abuse. He pleaded guilty to the sexual abuse of young girls on the team, some as young as 6 years old. He is already in prison on charges of having child pornography, over 30,000 Images. Over 150 victims were allowed to speak to the court, giving statements about his impact on their lives. The entire country learned about the years of the sexual abuse of young girls, their trust and innocence betrayed, stolen from them, while those charged with their safety did nothing to stop a monster, even when these girls tried to speak out.

So many of us have survived the theft of innocence, of trust, of feeling safe in our own bodies. There are all different kinds of betrayals. All different kinds of thieves. Some are parents who are supposed to love their children, while neglecting them, or beating them, or indoctrinating them into cults, or rigid ideologies at the earliest age. Some are teachers, some are clergy, some are coaches. They are everywhere. For children, receiving  love, acceptance, and approval becomes dependent upon giving up the Sacred birthright of being who you are. Thieves.

Another type of theft is to be in a relationship, claiming to love your partner, while doing everything to avoid true intimacy. Lying, cheating, or deflecting, refusing to take personal responsibility for anything, prevents any spiritual growth, any evolution. It freezes a relationship, keeping it in stasis. Codependency, allowing oneself to remain stuck, investing in someone’s possibilities, is equally soul destroying. Thieves.

Another type of theft is racism, denying the humanity of another in order to feel superior to them. Thieves. Misogyny. Pathological narcissism. Religious fundamentalism. Thieves. Thieves of joy. Thieves of safety. Thieves of love.

I love the lyrics to this song, because it speaks to the fury of betrayal, and the incredible courage we have in overcoming it, reclaiming our personal power, and moving on. Some of the lyrics are: “ There’s not enough rope to tie me down, there’s not enough tape to shut this mouth. The stones you throw can make me bleed. But I won’t stop until we’re free. Wild hearts can’t be broken. No, wild hearts can’t be broken. “

What we are is magical, beautiful, wild, and free. In Native culture, the eagle represents our connection to Spirit, to the Divine. Eagle flies higher than any other bird. The lyrics go on to say, “ My Spirit above me. You cannot deny me. My freedom is burning. This broken world keeps turning. I’ll never surrender. There’s nothing, but a victory. “

We will never surrender. This battle has just begun. We won’t stop until we’re free. Until everyone is free. We are strong. We are fierce. We are an army of light, truth, and justice. And we’re coming for the thieves and their enablers. What they didn’t realize is that Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken. They’re about to find that out. Strap in. It’s about to get interesting. Blessings, Judith

** Thank you To Will Cook photography for permission to use his amazing Eagle photos. He captures the essence of the Eagle Spirit better than anyone I’ve seen.

** Thank you, Pink. We love you.

 

No Useful Moves Detected

One of the things I do to relax is to play Solitaire on my iPad. It’s a game that teaches me something I need to learn in this incarnation: when to walk away. I used to feel if I just kept at it, tried from every possible angle, I could get there. Then I hit the hint button, and the message comes up “ No useful moves detected”. I need to have this tattooed on my body, somewhere where I can see it. In my work, I get to engage with people of all levels of consciousness. One of the hardest things for me to accept is the soul’s right to not learn. From a Taoist point of view, all illness or imbalance is an invitation to change. To evolve, to grow, to break free of old soul patterns.

About a month ago, I had a client at noon, and a client at three. I had allotted an hour or so for each. My 12:00 went till 3, and my 3:00 went until 6:15. This resulted in me talking for 6 hours straight. The next day I got seriously sick. I’ve been sick on and off all month. I realized that this is my own invitation to change. I had blown out my Throat Chakra through sheer stubbornness, refusing to accept the soul’s right to not change at all. My compassion and empathy pull me into the person’s internal landscape, blinding me temporarily to the undertones of resistance I was picking up on. If there is a tiny shred of hope, I’m going to keep trying, at my own expense.

I am committed to resolving this pattern now. If I don’t confront this on a deeper level, my Higher Self will have no other option than to up the ante. No, thanks. People are responsible for their own choices, their own actions. Or lack of actions. I love this quote by Jung, “ You are what you do, not what you say you’ll do.” There are always excuses about not changing. In Chinese medicine, the Kidney Qi is about self-empowerment, self-reflection, and willingness. We cannot give those things to anyone, a person has to be willing to do their own work, to engage in their own process. All we can be is supportive, shining a light through the darkness of fear. That’s what blocks change, after all.

I have been given this teaching over and over, as far back as 25 years ago. I get it now. It’s a new day, a new beginning. As soon as I see the message from the soul in front of me, “ No useful moves detected”, I’m done. I will always do the best I can, with love. That’s all I can expect of myself. I will be starting a new blend of herbs to support this healing. It should be interesting. I’ll keep you posted. Blessings, Judith

 

Essence

In Chinese Medicine, Essence is called Jing Qi, held in the Kidneys. This essence is described as an ocean, a sea of Spirit within each of us. It is the truth of what we are. We are not the body. We HAVE a body. We know we are eternal souls, on a journey of evolution, a journey of learning. The Kidneys are a part of the Water Element, they represent self-awareness, responsibility, empowerment of the self through a willingness to reflect. The Kidneys house the Void within each of us, the limitless opportunities of the mystical and the miraculous. Honoring this part of ourselves is a powerful part of our spiritual cultivation.

I love this Rumi quote “ Outer passes, Essence abides. Why kneel before some jug of clay? Let it be, start seeking water. Take the pearl, and leave the shell behind.” Our bodies are the “ jug of clay”. What we are is formless, divine. We are star seeds, we are a manifestation of All That Is. Let us not limit ourselves by our human senses, or by the mind.

We are Essence, we abide. Nothing can touch what we are. May your spiritual path remind you of this Cosmic truth. Start seeking water. Take the pearl and leave the shell behind. Blessings, Judith

*** Photo and quote from The Illuminated Rumi 2018 calendar, by Michael Green. ( I bought mine on Amazon. It’s beautiful. )