The four universal healing salves.
In many shamanic societies, if you came to a shaman or medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions.
When did you stop dancing?
When did you stop singing?
When did you stop being enchanted by stories?
When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?
Where we have stopped dancing, singing, being enchanted by stories, or finding comfort in silence is where we have experience the loss of soul.
Dancing, singing, storytelling, and silence are the four universal healing salves.
“You are your love. And that love is mixed up and filled with trouble and joy. The way you’ve loved and the way you’ve fallen apart, and the way you’ve loved again and again. Dharma is love. The point of dharma is reflecting: what have I been given? What do I give back? We are trying to love beyond our wounds.”
There is nothing more relaxing that staring at rain drops dribbling down my big living room window. I canceled all my plans involving biking around the city getting different stuff today. That will have to wait for another day. There is plenty of stuff to deal with inside my apartment. Like all the cups of coffee…
“It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much.
When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story.
I really love this one.
When I think that its over, that I’ll never see him again like this… well yes, I’ll bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost.
Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.
There’s a moment in life where you can’t recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses.”
Monologue from the film ‘2 days in Paris‘.
* Via Le Love
The sun has lovingly graced Copenhagen with it’s warm rays for the last two weeks. A blood test shows that I lack vitamin D, so I have a good excuse for taking a bike ride after lunch at work to soak up some sun. I just hope that this wonderful spring weather does not mean that the sun quota is being used up for the summer….nooooooooo.
Every time I have to leave Copenhagen I get a bit sad. I don’t want to miss out on anything happening here. I know the drill, though. Once I go somewhere else I’m perfectly happy and in the end I dread leaving those places, too. In general I resent leaving, but I love to go and stay in new places. It’s a bit of a push and pull relationship. I’m always very happy about returning to Copenhagen, though.
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