Liberating our Gifts During Whitewater Times

A Note from Erin:
I’m sending warm-heart greetings from the one cool room on my home’s main floor where I’m lying in my bed typing under the fan. It’s been a hot one.  Though I haven’t traveled much since the pandemic, we’re setting out soon to visit dear friends and family on the east coast of the US. I can hardly wait for that ocean breeze!
In a conversation with a very accomplished friend last week, she was telling me about feeling guilty for not being so productive –  for resting. I thought of the first time I heard my medical anthropology professor at university say, “In a sane society, they have a siesta, or afternoon tea. We’re just expected to keep going. Constantly.” It’s a hard habit to break, but one so worth investing in. (Tricia Hersey’s work is such a gem to support this essential unlearning!)
 Last week I was out in my office doing a slow, luxurious Feldenkrais lesson recorded by a skilled teacher and it took me a while to surrender to the slow pace – that altered state and slow rhythm at which I know potent change and life-giving discoveries emerge. I felt busy and irritated and ultimately a bit like a squirmy toddler finally surrendering to being held and realizing – ohhhh, this feels goooooood. When I finally sunk into that slow pace – it did feel good. So good. Amazing how even after doing this embodied work of slowing down to the speed of life for decades, it can still feel like taking a courageous leap off the speeding train of modernity.
As I was talking to my dear friend, I said, “We need range, don’t we? Grief and gratitude, rest and action, comfort and disturbance, quiet and expression. Let yourself rest!”
 I often think of the wisdom of Rilke’s words: “Take your well-disciplined strengths, stretch them between the two great opposing poles, because inside human beings is where God learns.” I love that image of the Sacred, the Holy, God if you like to call it that, learning – when we inhabit that range, that stretch between opposites. When we rest in paradox; when we escape the too-tight binary of this or that and find our way to Rumi’s open field, out beyond ideas of right or wrong.  My friend told me she had a great class title for me – Home on the Range. I love it. May we all find home in the full range of our human experience and make space where God, the Holy, or Life itself can learn through our courage to live in that stretch.
I’ve got a few invitations to share with you below.
May all you do be blessed,
and may you bless.
From my heart,
Erin
Let’s practice together.
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A reminder that Women Embodied, my once-a-year and one-of-a-kind learning circle is now open for registration. A beautiful group is already forming.
With all the tumult of the times, I’m leaning on the poets who deepen and widen my perspective in such helpful ways. What are you leaning on?
Again and again
                 Some people wake up.
                 They have no ground in the crowd
                 And they emerge according to broader laws.
                 They carry strange customs with them,
                 And demand room for bold gestures.
 
                         The future speaks ruthlessly through them.
 
-Rainer Maria RilkeIt may be that these tumultuous times offer the initiatory threshold we need to wake us up. As my dear friend and magnanimous mentor Francis Weller writes, “Whatever is happening, much will be asked of us if we are to make it through the whitewater of this narrow passage. We do not know what lies ahead, but one thing is sure: This as a time for bold gestures. It is time to wake up and humbly take our place on this stunning planet. 
                                       
The immediate need of our time is for ripened and seasoned adult human beings to take their place in our communities; individuals who carry a deep and abiding fidelity to the living body of this benevolent earth, to beauty and to their own souls. Traditionally, these were the ones who had successfully crossed a series of initiatory thresholds and had come through as protectors and carriers of the communal soul. They were the ones whose artistry and wisdom kept the current of culture alive. We live in a society that has all but abandoned rituals of initiation. Consequently, we are languishing from the absence of mature and robust adults.

In Women Embodied, we’ll be deepening together to become such robust adults, protectors and carriers of communal soul. As we aim to be a healing presence, inevitably we deepen our own healing.
Today I shared a powerfully touching conversation with a beloved friend and a powerful soul activist who has been in my classes over the years.
Nan said, “You invite people into deep medicine. There are many deep and capable women walking around with an open wound of self loathing -– often particularly focused around our bodies. It can be draining us our whole lives. You are one of the few people on the planet who can offer true medicine.
Your voice and your work gave me freedom. Your teachings made me free. I no longer spend any time grappling with my dimpled thighs or my belly. My attention is liberated and now I’m using it to benefit the times and the people and the more than human world. I wouldn’t even have a channel open if I still had to worry about my thighs. I don’t have to anymore. You gave me other practices and understandings. Seriously, where else was I going to find it? How lucky to stumble into your work. I could cry about it all day long – this well of gratitude. I’m glad I got to be liberated in this lifetime from that bullshit.”
I shed tears listening to her. She reminded me why I do what I do. So we can get free and so we can be more liberated to fully bring our own medicine forth to this world that is so in need. As Desmond Tutu said, “Free yourself. Free others. Serve everyday.” Thank you, Nan, for your important work in the world and for blessing me to share your words.
The overculture encourages us to be stressed, disembodied, judgmental, distracted, and to spend our time on what doesn’t really matter. 
Some people wake up. 
May we be them. 
I’ve got perspectives and practices that truly help. 
we will be learning and practicing to cultivate embodied skills essential to navigating these times. 
  • unconditional, courageous kindness, and tender compassion toward our inner and outer lives
  • slowing down reveals our grounded, centered, flexible, upright, embodied presence, as well as a deeper connection with our inner compass
  • a warm heart capable of courage, wholehearted participation, and tenderness toward it all
  • reliable access to refuge in the spacious presence of our awareness and our own vast heart-mind
  • ways of moving and inhabiting our bodies (outside the paradigm of domination or fixing) with far less effort and much more pleasure  – so the soft animal of your body can really show you what she loves
  • deepening connection with soul in a culture so focused on improvement and ascension – we’ll explore “slow and down” and revel in the sacred ordinariness of our soulful, embodied lives
  • a sense of gratitude, reverent curiosity, wonder, and good humor to sustain us through challenging times; as well as welcoming the guest of grief
  • a deepening relationship with our inner authority and a growing capacity to reliably access our embodied wisdom
  • a sense of sufficiency and being richly resourced
  • nurturing fresh and nourishing ways of being with our bodies, our inner lives, and each other that are outside the paradigm of domination, fixing, or objectifying
  • a growing courtship with our unique gifts which we carry as medicine for the community
  • widening our kinship with the natural world and shedding the too-tight skin of individualism most of us have grown up with; as well as growing the necessary capacity to “think like a village”
Tools and practices we’ll use:
  • enlivening and softening somatic movement lessons
  • embodied meditation
  • positive neuroplasticity practices
  • powerful seasonal myths as guidance and inspiration
  • rehydrating the indigenous soul within
  • deep ecology practices
  • divination
  • soulful poetry
  • beautiful communal rituals to connect with grief, gratitude, ancestors, and more
  • council circles where we can speak and listen deeply together
  • deep embodied listening to ourselves, one another, and the living world.
If you’re at all drawn to this unique opportunity, I’d love it if you’d read more and apply here. I’m offering both an in-person and a zoom-only option so you can participate from anywhere. This is not a giant course but an intimate circle. I’m so honored to invite you to join. Payment plans are available.
If you’ve spent any time around me, you know I’m a geek for poetry and quotes. The good ones weave themselves into the tissue of my heart-mind. And I love to share them.
So much has been in flux lately – just this week we’ve had nearby wildfires in the foothills and dear friends coming by to evacuate, close family members moving out of state, the wild ride of the election cycle in the US, and the many challenges and violent conflicts afoot in the world. It’s a lot. A few nights ago I was up in the wee hours pondering and made the not-so-great choice to read the news. I don’t recommend the 3am newsfeed! But when I woke up, this quote came to mind and it changed the whole course of my day and week. I remembered what I’m here for even in the midst of the chaos. I’m sharing in case it inspires you too.
“I remember my obligations, taught to me by a Native American elder of Cherokee descent, Stan Rushworth: that we are born onto this planet with the obligations of caring for it, and of making decisions based on what will be best for the future generations of all species.
So each morning, I awake and engage in my morning practice, part of which is pondering what I shall do each day to serve Earth and all her species. When I approach my life from this perspective, no matter how bleak the future appears, I always have work to do and services to perform.” – Dahr Jamail
Here’s one more gem I frequently lean on – an excerpt from a magnificent poem that has rescued me many times from the jaws of despair.
Don’t waver. Don’t let despair sink its sharp teeth
Into the throat with which you sing.  Escalate your dreams.
Make them burn so fiercely that you can follow them down
any dark alleyway of history and not lose your way.
Make them burn clear as a starry drinking gourd
Over the grim fog of exhaustion, and keep walking.
Hold hands. Share water. Keep imagining.
So that we, and the children of our children’s children
may live.

 

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Erin

By training and profession, I am a somatic educator. Over the past 25+ years I have trained in and taught modern dance, tai chi, Indian and Tibetan yoga, yoga therapy (specializing in back pain). I completed a 4-year professional Feldenkrais training in 2007 and a 3-year Embodied Life training in 2014. I also study and work with somatic meditation and the profound practice of embodied inner listening known as Focusing.