There is a Hasidic parable: A man is shown a vision of the afterlife. He is first shown a great hall with a long banquet table filled with ambrosial delights. Each diner is equipped with a three-foot-long spoon, but no matter how much they contort their arms, thrusting their elbows into their neighbors' faces, their utensils are too long to maneuver even a single morsel into their gaping mouths. They sit together, opposite and side by side, in mutual misery.
"This," says the man's otherworldly guide, "is Hell."
The visitor is then taken to another place and sees an identical banquet table set with the same sumptuous viands and the same impossible silverware. Only here the denizens are well fed, utterly joyous, glowing with health and well-being.
"This," pronounces his host, "is Heaven."
The man is baffled. "What's the difference?"
"In Heaven," says the guide, pointing delightedly as a person lifts his long-handled spoon across the table to the parted lips of a neighbor, "they feed each other."
*******
i have been the recipient of such fine and generous sharing during this last year. i feel deeply nourished and i am eternally grateful. thank you to those generous beings, you know who you are - if i haven't already lifted the long-handled spoon to your lips, i certainly will!
may we all be well nourished in mind, body and spirit in the new year.
the creative juice. the healing juice. the vital juice of life. the vibrant, nourishing juice squeezed from fresh, organic vegetables. the juice of love and generosity and profound support. juice, literal and figurative. juice, like an electrical current, that fuels powerful and radiant revelations and transformations. the juice of being and living and thriving healed.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Merry Christmas to all.
Feliz Navidad a todos.
Joyeux Noel a tous.
(all the languages i know...)
en-Joy
and LOVE.
nothing matters more.
we are all deeply loved.
no matter who or how we are.
it simply is
the truth.
Feliz Navidad a todos.
Joyeux Noel a tous.
(all the languages i know...)
en-Joy
and LOVE.
nothing matters more.
we are all deeply loved.
no matter who or how we are.
it simply is
the truth.
Monday, December 17, 2012
movement through relaxation
interestingly yesterday's chi gong class started and continued with an emphasis on movement through relaxation.
each time the master said those words, tears came to my eyes. my hip
has had far too many reasons to hold tight during the last year and a
half, and during my lifetime. and i'm feeling the negative impact of the habit. my hip is exhausted. i'm experiencing slower and more uncomfortable movement again when i walk. and nights filled with aching. i'm telling myself that it's just one of those steps backwards that happen on the way to full recovery - two steps forward, one step back. but it's feeling especially hard this time around.
i'm again at the ashram, so what that has to offer in the way of a peaceful environment, meditation and yoga helps. i also really need to hear from you, my friends. please be in touch.
with love...
i'm again at the ashram, so what that has to offer in the way of a peaceful environment, meditation and yoga helps. i also really need to hear from you, my friends. please be in touch.
with love...
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Saturday, December 15, 2012
relaxing into the mexican sun
earlier this year, i discovered that the air miles i’ve had tucked away for a long time would just get me to mexico city. that culture and people and a friend there and the mexican sun had been calling to me (and continue to do so). and so, i went. in october. a brilliant move on my part. as i’ve said before, i so needed to step out. in this case, to put serious physical distance between me and all that’s been so challenging and stressful and frightening during the last year and a half. oh my oh my oh my was it the right thing to do. i slept like i haven’t in a long time. i dreamed the way mexico has always inspired me to do when there. i soaked up the mexican sun and the warmth and generosity of mexican friends. i wrote. i drew. i took lovely siestas. i walked, and then - finding the hard surfaces of stone and cement, that are everywhere in mexican towns and cities both indoors and out, really tough on my hip - i biked. yes, for the first time since this earth-shaking diagnosis showed up in my life, i got on a bike, and it was fine, and then it was liberating..! as was the entire trip.
the relaxation muscle was well work-played in mexico and now thankfully it serves me well here in the states. i’d gotten too practiced in a kind of revved up way, even if outwardly sometimes it didn’t seem so. however, i know most of the time during this last year, it's been clearly evident. no hiding that level of stress. now, my whole being can and does now more readily give way to relaxation.
there’s real healing in that relaxation place. there’s space to move. space where our innate healing powers can do their finest work. space into which able assistance from the cosmos can slip in. relaxation is really the heart of meditation. i can feel it physically in the moment sometimes, something else beyond my will or wish moves me. as i sit quietly, meditating, i feel the head of my femur shift in the pelvic socket or my sacrum re-align. it feels like magic and yet it’s so very real.
i know my body, mind and spirit aches for this kind of relaxation regularly and for obvious reasons. but, i’d hazard a guess that yours does too - if not as frequently as mine, certainly often. we’re a revved up society. and it really doesn’t serve us. take time, dear friends. find the ways to deeply relax. breathe deeply. all that seems so pressing can really wait. and, a big one for me, even when doing what feels so very important, do it in a relaxed state. move through relaxation. gently. with forgiveness. and ease.
the relaxation muscle was well work-played in mexico and now thankfully it serves me well here in the states. i’d gotten too practiced in a kind of revved up way, even if outwardly sometimes it didn’t seem so. however, i know most of the time during this last year, it's been clearly evident. no hiding that level of stress. now, my whole being can and does now more readily give way to relaxation.
there’s real healing in that relaxation place. there’s space to move. space where our innate healing powers can do their finest work. space into which able assistance from the cosmos can slip in. relaxation is really the heart of meditation. i can feel it physically in the moment sometimes, something else beyond my will or wish moves me. as i sit quietly, meditating, i feel the head of my femur shift in the pelvic socket or my sacrum re-align. it feels like magic and yet it’s so very real.
i know my body, mind and spirit aches for this kind of relaxation regularly and for obvious reasons. but, i’d hazard a guess that yours does too - if not as frequently as mine, certainly often. we’re a revved up society. and it really doesn’t serve us. take time, dear friends. find the ways to deeply relax. breathe deeply. all that seems so pressing can really wait. and, a big one for me, even when doing what feels so very important, do it in a relaxed state. move through relaxation. gently. with forgiveness. and ease.
Friday, December 7, 2012
my healing path, and helping...
This has been an extraordinary year - a year of pain, strenuous
challenges, brilliant discoveries and an outpouring of love. I’ve found
out firsthand just how true it is that in every seed, in every cell, in
every moment, there is the potential for both heartbreak and joy, pain
and laughter. My work-play throughout has been, and
continues to be, to see, to focus on, and to live the joy, laughter and
love. The more I do that, the more those grow and blossom in my life,
the more they are my
life.
Financial assistance continues to be a necessity. A couple of fundraisers were held earlier in the fall, for which I am very grateful. The love quotient was definitely met, but not the financial goal hoped for. Aside from my health care needs, I’m ready to move into a place more fitting for me. It will be a healthy move, a move to heal. I need a place where I can once again paint, and a place inside a community meaningful to me. I’m looking into all sorts of different ways and places to live.
I have artwork to sell (visit Shuster Studio site) and welcome commissions (visit Portraits by Shuster page). Please share these pages with people you know who might be interested. If you are able, cash/check donations are most welcome. Other forms of support are suggested on this page of my blog: support my healing journey. Your contributions build a fund to help support me as I heal, and, further, thrive! It will go towards health care expenses and living dreams.... a great healer and artist in South Africa told someone I know: “Cancer hates ecstasy.” I believe it.
Your gifts and generosity are deeply appreciated. This kind of support, along with all the other fine support I’ve received during the last 16 months, is truly heartwarming and nourishing, and an essential part of my healing.
Thank you very much, dear friends. May your new year be filled with joy and love.
with much love,
Wendy
3580 Atwood Rd
Stone Ridge, NY 12484
Financial assistance continues to be a necessity. A couple of fundraisers were held earlier in the fall, for which I am very grateful. The love quotient was definitely met, but not the financial goal hoped for. Aside from my health care needs, I’m ready to move into a place more fitting for me. It will be a healthy move, a move to heal. I need a place where I can once again paint, and a place inside a community meaningful to me. I’m looking into all sorts of different ways and places to live.
I have artwork to sell (visit Shuster Studio site) and welcome commissions (visit Portraits by Shuster page). Please share these pages with people you know who might be interested. If you are able, cash/check donations are most welcome. Other forms of support are suggested on this page of my blog: support my healing journey. Your contributions build a fund to help support me as I heal, and, further, thrive! It will go towards health care expenses and living dreams.... a great healer and artist in South Africa told someone I know: “Cancer hates ecstasy.” I believe it.
Your gifts and generosity are deeply appreciated. This kind of support, along with all the other fine support I’ve received during the last 16 months, is truly heartwarming and nourishing, and an essential part of my healing.
Thank you very much, dear friends. May your new year be filled with joy and love.
with much love,
Wendy
3580 Atwood Rd
Stone Ridge, NY 12484
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