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On Overcoming Dis-Ease…

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All Boxed-In! – Photographed Washington Square Park, NYC by Toni Roberts

The question I ask my ailments is: What have you come to teach me?

The last time I initiated such a conversation was a few weeks ago when I noticed stiffness, pain and discomfort in my right knee.

Upon being questioned the knee answered:

“Get off your ass and go back to walking a mile a day! And puleeze, try to be more flexible and adaptable with people—and in your acceptance of life in general. You do realize, don’t you, that the world is not made in the image of Toni Roberts!?”

And so…In addition to changing my attitude…I got up off my lazy butt; bundled up against the bitter cold, New York City-wind-chill temperatures in the low 20s; and ventured outdoors. Well…perhaps I haven’t been doing the whole mile each day but I have been doing at least ¼ of a mile before heading to the Stop & Shop for my reward…

And as you would know it, one day recently, while walking against the push of the icy winds, I noticed that the right knee had stopped hurting…

I’ve been using this process of questioning physical and emotional pain or discomfort for a whole lot of years. It has not kept me free from all human ailments. That’s not the point. What I have discovered is that pain…diseases…even cancer…any and all discomforts and imbalances of  mind-body-soul…are the direct result of a disconnect  on our part, with the Energetic Frequency which underlies and maintains the balanced, harmonious, homeostatic equilibrium of the mind-body-spirit collective that we humans call “my body.” In Truth, it is neither “my” body nor “my” life. These “bodies” are manifestations of a Creative Energetic Intelligence that has Its own Mysterious Purpose. (Yeah…I know your Pastor has all the answers!) We humans are Its tools for the accomplishment of that Unknown Purpose. And surprise, surprise! We are not here to serve ourselves but as servants to that which has caused us into being.

When I am consciously in alignment with this Great Mystery of Life I am ageless being and whenever I fall out of alignment through errors of thought, belief or action; my imbalance manifests as dis-harmony and dis-ease of the body, mind or soul.

And when I am in-alignment how glorious and wondrous this existence becomes…and surprisingly without any conscious effort on my part…

Put that in your pipe and smoke it!

 

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A Little Something I Have Learned About Disease…

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Contemplation – Photo by Toni Roberts

    or

physical ailments

of any kind…

   by any name:

pharmaceuticals

cannot

heal

the

psychic-emotional

pain

at the root of

all

body-mind-spirit

   in-balances

and

      dis-harmonies

that manifest on the physical level as:

   dis-ease…

the specific disease by whatever name along with whatever symptoms

is simply a

messenger

from the

   soul

   a

call

to look

   within

   as we all well know…

  killing the messenger

      will never solve the problem…

As a Tribal Elder…One who has lived in this flesh body for seventy-eight years…I offer this insight as food for thought…to all of my sisters everywhere who are suffering in pain; and who have accepted the belief that pharmaceuticals can heal the wounds of mind, body and spirit that we have suffered through the ages…and continue to suffer…along with our beloved Gaia…as females of the species.

 

 

In Other Words…

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Photo by Toni Roberts

the

question

is the

key

that

opens

the

   door…

once the question has been asked

the questioner must remain

   silent and alert…

so as not to miss the opportunity...

   once the door swings open…

to enter a heretofore

   dark…

   hidden…

   unexplored…

room

of

the

   mansion…

a room filled to capacity with

un-imagined

treasures…

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On Death By Suicide…

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River…Post-Davin; photo by Toni Roberts; copyright 2016

the loss of my beloved grandson

who last month

at the tender age of twenty-one

exercised

free will

his by divine right

and chose to exit this world quickly…

via a bullet to the head...

Got me thinking about

death by suicide…

and how all humans leave this realm

via death by suicide

   consciously…by their own hand

or unconsciously…

blaming their leave-taking on Fate or “God…”

forgetting that we are all creatures of

free will

   and that nothing

not even death is imposed upon us by some

mysterious all-powerful Force

It is we who knowingly or unknowingly

create these painful, ghastly, unimaginable  dis-eases

that debilitate and devour our our bodies

system by system…

organ by organ…

in a slow death by suicide...

Indeed…by the use or misuse of free will…

all death is by our daily decisions and choices

although my heart breaks at the thought of the degree of unendurable psychic pain

that drove my beloved to so quickly end this earthly sojourn…

this shared here-now…

I grant him his right of

conscious exercise of 

free-will…

And I here-now bless the Essence of the boy-man I so loved

on Its continued journey

“Rainy Days & Sundays…”

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Rainy…River…Day; Photo by Toni Roberts

 

Nothing like a rainy day to turn one’s attention inward…

I was sitting here at my window altar

Exploring

Heart

   Soul…

and

Consciousness

When I uncovered tiny pockets of

Anger

Sadness

and

Rage

   That remained

Hidden

Within the dark recesses of my being…

   Buried…

   Stinking…

SHIT

Some of it dating back to childhood

   (And we all know how long ago that was!)…

Oh, how well I know

and remember

How

Unexpressed

Anger

Sadness

and

Rage

   Can…

   Will…

Eventually manifest in the

Flesh

as

   Disease…

And so…

On this rainy day

I got busy with the necessary

   Inner Work

Scrubbing

Cleansing

Mopping up

Vacuuming

Clearing

and

Cleaning out

The tons of stinking…festering…rotting

   SHIT…

I unloaded every speck that I could find of that

Inner Garbage

So that I may walk

Free

Clear

Light

   Unburdened

By yesterday’s pain

   Into tomorrow’s sunshine

A Lesson Learned From Breast Cancer…The Great Messenger From The Soul…

Photo by Toni Roberts; "Childhood Memories"

“Childhood Memories” Photo by Toni Roberts

it’s a given

that when one is staring

Death in the face

one is more than willing to

go there

   you know…

that place to which we

jus’ ain’t goin‘”

but here’s the

good news

we don’t have to wait until

   our own demise is imminent…

and one disease or other

is hitting us

upside the head

with a 2 x 4

in order to finally

go there…

you can go there now

in the

bloom of health

and be not

devastated

nor

destroyed

by remembered horrors

endured by the

   wounded child…

   who remains…

   huddled in pain…

in a dark and hidden corner

of your heart…

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