On the corner I stood, staring at trees. This is my corner. It’s not, I mean, it’s a public corner, afterall, I’m not a prostitute, and it’s in front of someone else’s house. The people who flew the peace flag for me. But on multiple occasions I’ve been led to stand on this corner, or on the street across from it, staring at trees and waiting until I either feel permission to move along from the wisdom from within or something happens. I’ve had conversations about light bodies and shit coming out of vaginas and geopolitical dynamics at this street corner and the spot across the street. I keep it real because I don’t know how to do anything else. During the phase of life where I tried people pleasing it almost killed me.
The other day my son and I were talking about domination. Somehow we got onto the topic of the ways in which we may dominate ourselves - or the parts of us that we haven’t figured out how to integrate, release, lovingly boundary, or express in healthy ways. Even the most passive person is very dominating, because it takes a lot of self-dominance to be passive in the face of the inner truths that are always there underneath, waiting for us to unlayer in a loving, yet not enabling way - toward ourselves. We may manifest physical illnesses or symptoms if we don’t address the ways in which we’ve dominated ourselves and find a way to hold space for all that’s in there inside the living container of our bodies - including our more subtle bodies. We may also heal beautifully as we come to more peace with ourselves. In order to be authentic, I’ve had to walk away from a lot of people, situations, groups. And there are times when I forget what its like to be able to drop my guard. More to the point, I forget I don’t need my guard up if I’m in a place of undefended love. Teaching my biology that is taking longer than teaching my mind a truth I know in my soul. That’s okay. Gentleness.
How may you be dominating yourself? How are you dominated? What global financial markets profit from dominating either your consciousness or your books?
Not long ago I was at the coffee shop - another time in which my husband and I were sensitive to the timing of when to go where, and we ran into a colleague of his who is an ND, and his dear friend, who is a financial planner, and I soon learned, a dancer. This was slightly before my husband’s organization cut their complimentary med department in its entirety, inspiring the people who used to work in that niche to rally together to form something new and better, which they did. At this time, the ND was still plugging along, and while he and my husband chatted about the various challenges of being employed in healthcare while personally being more interested in healing than in pharma-driven approaches, the friend and I had one of the best conversations ever that wound its way through dance to investments firms that start with B and V and who really controls the world. Ask a financial planner with an open heart and awake spirit about these things and they will not call you a theorist preceded by a legal term that starts with C. They will say, “I know. So many of us know, but we don’t know what to do about it.”
On the corner the other day, while I was led to just stand there idly, semi bouncing to my headphones that kept falling out of my ears, a woman who lives down the street came by. It’s the second time I’ve met her on the corner in two weeks, though before that I’d only talked with her briefly years ago. We had a cool conversation about owls back then. These past two times, she clearly wanted to connect more deeply. It was really cool. She happened to, on this occasion by holding a pile of library books. I asked, “Are they for you or your kids?” “Both she said,” And revealed a book by N. Degrasse Tyson. “Did you know he it is very likely, in my opinion, that he ruined the life of a black woman scientist and gaslit her?”
“No, I didn’t,” came the reply. “Wow.”
I mentioned how he accused her of having a false memory, and then went on to dismiss the validity of her accusations of being drugged and rape on the basis of the fact that she interested in metaphysical spirituality. He is protected by the establishment, and because he his black, he is even more untouchable. Yet he very likely, in my opinion, ruined the life of a black woman scientist. My new friend absorbed what I said with an open mind and heart. We talked about how these things can be discouraging, but if we know about them, we can begin to change them. We can no longer agree to systems that agree to protect those within the folds of their elitism, whatever color their skin or their background, and in so doing, we can achieve more toward ending racism than by protecting representatives of certain groups that meanwhile, are oppressing and harming their own people. I believe the current vice president is another excellent example of this type of thing. Her impact on black and brown communities has been devastating, yet many black and brown people want to support her because she provides representation. But what is representation if it is only skin deep? If someone who looks like you sells you out for their own self-promotion, isn’t that worse than someone who openly disregards your interests? Wouldn’t it be better if we looked beyond how people look, to relate soul-to-soul, while celebrating the rich diversity that can be found when we truly honor one another’s cultures and address the root causes of oppression, in behaviors like Oxford’s refusal to take down their celebratory statue of Cecil Rhodes, arguing it is “too expensive,” and the related behavior of Eugenics organizations that Oxford collaborates with in its partnerships related Vaccitech, which, according to Oxford, co-invented the ChAdOx1 (astrozenica) vaccine. Astrozeneca was seen by many as teh vaccine of choice for developing countries, in the name of do-gooding. Who is developing them and for what ends?
We need to remove Cecil Rhodes influence. Yet the UK government demonstrates its commitment to one of its most committed colonialists by protecting the statue’s presence as a section II listing:
An Oxford University college's plaque commemorating the British imperialist Cecil Rhodes has been given listed status by the government.
The Oriel College memorial is near the statue that sparked years of protests by the Rhodes Must Fall campaign.
Historic England previously said the plaque did not merit legal protection.
But the Department for Culture Media and Sport (DCMS) said culture secretary Nadine Dorries felt it to be of "special historic interest".
Rhodes, a 19th Century merchant and politician in southern Africa, was a student at Oriel and left the college £100,000 when he died in 1902. That is equivalent to about £12.5m today.
https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-oxfordshire-62323645
Cecil Rhodes enslaved and supported the genocide of black/indigenous South African people.
In February 2020 Historic England recommended the bronze memorial lacked a "richness of detail" to make it of national interest.
The following year Oriel's governing body had said it wished to remove the plaque and a statue of Rhodes in High Street.
That decision was backed by the independent commission appointed to examine its future and Rhodes' legacy.
But the college later said it would not seek to move them due to costs and "complex" planning processes.”
Ibid
As I was talking with the financial planner, and listening to him share about being awake to the dynamics, but unsure what to do about it, I mentioned how, when we are attuned to our soul’s we can be divinely guided to find and interact with the people we are meant to, in order to contribute to the wholeness of life.
Beautifully written ❤️