Jeff Foster, with humour and compassion, speaks simply and directly about non-duality, emotional healing and awakening… and finding the sacred in the ordinary.
“Thoughts and feelings are not mistakes, and they are not asking to be HEALED. They are asking to be HELD, here, now, lightly, in the loving arms of present awareness…”
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George Floyd, the Minneapolis Protests, Ahmaud Arbery & Amy Cooper ... See MoreSee Less
8 months ago ·
A FEW WAYS WE CAN ALL HELP...
💖💖 𝙂𝙀𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙑𝙊𝙇𝙑𝙀𝘿 💖💖 Not everyone is able to be on the frontline - don’t guilt trip yourself because you think you MUST be on the frontlines to show solidarity.
👂 LISTEN to black people and people of color, hear their stories, follow them on social media, listen to their struggle and ask them what they need. Develop empathy and listening skills, and do what you can to amplify marginalised voices.
💸 Donate to a 𝗕𝗔𝗜𝗟 𝗙𝗨𝗡𝗗 in your area or around the country...
💊 Donate 𝗠𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗦 to people working as medics at the protests...
🍎 𝗙𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 - buy food and water, or make food, and donate it to those who are part of (or affected by) the protests...
🥛 𝗩𝗢𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗥 at non-hot zone areas to supply food and water...
📢 Continue to 𝗘𝗗𝗨𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗘 the people around you - this is also emotional labor...
🚗 𝗣𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗨𝗣 people from the hot-zone if they need it...
🐥 Offer to 𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗞𝗜𝗗𝗦 if their parents are organizers and need to be on the frontline...
🚨 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗧 𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗜𝗦𝗠 wherever you see it, online and with family/friends...
💰 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗘 directly to frontline people and organizations...
🖋 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 articles and blog posts in support of the ongoing protests...
📣 𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗭𝗘 on your jobs and in your communities for fair and equitable practices...
🛌 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧 is revolutionary too, so do your best to rest when you can, and take care of yourself and those around you as much as possible...
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These are just a few, feel free to add on! ... See MoreSee Less
8 months ago ·
The Doorway of the Sacred. From “The Joy of True Meditation” 😍 ... See MoreSee Less
8 months ago ·
We long for love as much as we fear receiving it.
We yearn to be seen as much as we bolt at the possibility of being seen.
We hunger for the deep embrace of presence, tender eyes that gaze upon us with understanding and empathy, as much as we try to escape that very holding. It's too intimate. Too risky. Too exposing.
Nowhere to hide. To be seen is to be loved. To be seen is to die. Love is danger. Or so we have been taught.
A battle rages in us. The unloved one longing to hide, and the one who longs for the thrill and risk of living. Contraction and expansion. Breathing, in and out.
Unconsciously, we are attracted to or repelled by those who treat us, speak to us, hold us the way our parents did or did not. We are drawn to those who can heal us, and sometimes drawn to those who cannot, or worse. We think we are falling in love with a person, and sometimes we are just falling in love with our own image of them, which has nothing to do with the 'other' at all.
We love and we lose our images of love. We rise and we fall. Our hearts soar and our hearts break into a million pieces. We seek security and find insecurity and we find security in that. We seek freedom and find the prison of our own programming and lose hope and then regain it.
Sometimes it takes courage to leave a relationship. Sometimes it takes courage to stay. Sometimes it takes courage to do nothing, today. Sometimes it takes courage to admit how much pain you are in.
Sometimes it takes courage to admit how happy you are.
Sometimes you take a step without knowing why, and everything only becomes clear in hindsight.
You can't get it wrong anyway.
We lose ourselves and we find ourselves. We give more than we can take, exhausting ourselves in the name of "love". Or we run as fast as we can, exhausting ourselves in our flight from "love".
"Will somebody see me. Listen. Hold me. Let me break..."
And the drama of love plays out. And as the play goes on we learn more about ourselves. We begin to see our blind spots. Our unconscious patterns come into the light of awareness. We realise our assumptions. Our childhood fantasies start to crumble. Pain that we never wanted to feel, we suddenly feel. Grief. Anger. Feelings of rejection, abandonment. We want to run, go back into the old addictions, the old comfort, and for whatever reason, we don't. We get curious. We start looking and stop thinking so much.
We begin to relate to ourselves. Treat ourselves like the greatest lovers that we are. The most fascinating and beloved creatures.
With each day, we begin meeting ourselves more deeply. Discovering who we really are. What we feel, and what we don't. What we want and what we don't. Learning to say 'yes' when we mean yes and 'no' when we mean no and if that hurts someone, giving them back their responsibility to heal. Learning that love is not all butterflies and roses and positive feelings. It is work, too. It is mess. It is pain and the courage to breathe through that pain into joy and expansiveness. Love asks us to become more and more real, more and more human, more and more conscious, less and less perfect. More self-aware and willing to feel. And to feel more. And to feel more. And more. And to let our hearts break sometimes. To not know, sometimes. To be bored, sometimes. To be blissed-out, sometimes. To be full of life. To sometimes not know what the next step is. And to take it, or not.
Love is not a feeling, a state, or an experience. It's not a destination.
It's this extraordinary Light that shines from within.
It's this radiant Knowing that never leaves.
It's the Joy of being alive.
We can know it together. We can know it alone.
We can remind each other of it. We can forget, too.
We can trigger each other and help each other get curious about those triggers. We can do that work, or not.
We can meet in love's fire. Walk together, or not.
Share our hearts. Step back. Step towards. Or stay where we are.
Learn to love the dance of it, the spontaneity, the adventure, the mystery, the immediacy and the intimacy of it and the running too.
Learn to unlearn what we knew and embrace the unknowing as new knowing.
And get more and more content with the unresolveability of it all.
More and more happy with the unhappy one, certain about the uncertainty, so secure in the insecurity.
More and more blissed-out at our lack of bliss.
More and more curious about what's here Now.
Less and less solid, more and more playful.
Less a seeker of love, more a giver of it, and a finder, and a Presence that invites others into the same wild joy.
This is Love's Adventure.
- Jeff Foster ... See MoreSee Less
8 months ago ·
THE CALL OF THE EMPATHIC WARRIOR
As you awaken from the age-old trance of shame and fear-based conditioning, and as you drop into your authentic self, and as you uncover your deep vulnerability and your shockingly innocent heart, you may discover an empathy you never knew you were capable of. An empathy for all humanity… and for your own deepest humanity. For the flaws and pains of others... and for your own beautiful imperfections.
You may find that you are now more able to open your heart in compassion to others, able to hold space for them as they break and rest and heal, and able to listen without judgement, since you are now able to listen to yourself. You may become more comfortable with silence and with awkwardness. You may become more present, less distracted, more authentic, less interested in fixing and controlling those around you.
As people touch into your ‘newfound’ empathy and ability to listen from presence, you may trigger them in unexpected ways. You may find that people who weren’t drawn to you in the past are now drawn to you. They now feel somehow safer with you, more willing to open their hearts, to express their deepest authentic feelings, to tell their raw truth, to touch gently into their trauma, to relax and be fully themselves in your presence, knowing that they will not be judged, or shamed, or manipulated.
You become a healing field for others as you become a healing field for yourself.
You will meet others who walk the same path as you, others who want to do this work. You will meet new friends, brothers and sisters on the path, who find safety in your presence and can offer you the same. (You will also encounter those who want you to be their unpaid therapist, or even a dumping ground for their unconsciousness, drama and complaints, so you will need to learn healthy boundaries!)
When you are empathic - which I believe is our true nature, underneath our narcissistic programming and our myriad defences - you become a mirror for others, a reflective pool in which they can clearly see themselves, if they wish to. And herein lies the rub. Some people are simply not ready to see themselves in your mirror! For some, the prospect of having their deepest inner truths reflected back to them - nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, no-one else to blame - is deeply uncomfortable, edgy, even scary. For some, the kind of intimacy, love and safety you are now offering triggers a deep unconscious fear, perhaps greater than the fear of death. The thought of being truly seen and exposed in love’s warm light can feel overwhelming, terrifying, even downright repulsive to the ego. As much as we may long for intimacy, when it is offered freely and lovingly we can find ourselves running a mile, finding every excuse under the sun to not step in, quite sure that if our 'negative' patterns, desires, urges and feelings are truly seen and exposed, we will be rejected and shamed again, and not loved and embraced.
We can run from genuine love and acceptance as much as we long for it.
As you awaken, as you care more and more about truth, and less and less about the self-image, you will discover who your real friends and family are. You will find out who wants to stand in your empathic mirror and be seen in return, and who rejects the mirror, fears it, resents it, judges it, blames it, avoids it or pushes it away.
Empathy is what we all long for, deep down, but empathy can be terrifying, at least at first. The warm loving relational field of another can trigger our deepest wounds and awaken our unhealed trauma, and invite us to integrate and heal, perhaps before we are ready. As an empath you may unknowingly, unwittingly, with your stillness, your equanimity, your ability to listen deeply from non-judgemental presence, trigger old pain, shame, guilt, fear, even rage, in those who spend time with you.
As an empath, you will naturally invite others to face themselves.
Some will be drawn to you, yes, will want what you want; but others will run away, or will view your empathy as weakness, or madness; something basically undesirable, even boring. Perhaps they just don’t want to look at themselves. Perhaps they are ashamed of their own ‘badness’, afraid of being found out. Perhaps they are addicted to drama, and wary of the devastatingly simple truth of their life. Perhaps the unlovability they feel inside is just too great to connect in intimacy; they simply do not feel worthy of the love you are offering them.
Your ability to be empathic is a great gift, yes, but the truth is, not everyone sees it as a gift, or is ready for such a life-changing present.
That’s okay. There is power in your vulnerability, and you cannot turn back now. You can honour those who stay, and honour those who leave. You can understand that the powerful light of your empathy is illuminating to some, but blinding, uncomfortable, even disorienting, to others. You cannot force people into the light of self-knowledge before they are ready. And they may never be ready, and that’s okay too.
Bless those who come closer, bless those who walk away.
You are a warrior of empathy now, friend, and your path is clear.
- Jeff Foster ... See MoreSee Less
8 months ago ·
[POETRY] A reading of the poem, “Sh*t Warriors” from @WonderOfBeing book of poetry, You Were Never Broken. Find You Were Never Broken at your favorite bookseller: https://www.lifewithoutacentre.com/you-were-never-broken/