Listen to the dawn
Colors chase the lightening streaks
Of cloud streaming shapes.

To be able to move in wild and surprising ways…

To shake, to see differently and allow the wild inner worlds room…

We all need room for the wild, the unpredictable, the mystery of living.

The day to day of a life lived through the virtual world happens in straight lines – linear and habitual.  As we live in a world dominated by technology and ever increasing disconnection from our hearts and hands, the wild in us has no place to express itself and is cornered into expression through text bullying, dares in the street, adrenaline highs, and is systematically absorbed into the virtual world where hunting and gathering is an art played out in games, in money, in sex, in education.  The wild, inner and outer, is all but being annihilated as we bow, as a culture, to the virtual world.

And yetour longing remains unsatiated and the call, our hearts’ call for connection, remains unanswered.

How do we meet the wild of our feelings, the depth of our longing and the need to feel connected through touch, through being seen and seeing?  How do we establish a tangible sense of living in this world? We have to come into a sense of embodied wholeness.  Learn to move in our bodies, in relationship.

Children are coming into schools as early as kindergarten with blinders on – seeing only themselves and the ‘screen’ in front of them.  There is less and less a sense of being able to relate and participate in the health of the whole of even just one other person.At age 5, as children enter kindergarten, the learning curve should be all about relationships, a sense of object constancy and a growing capacity to navigate the field of self and other.  If we plop our collective children in front of a screen, put an iPhone in their hands, a game board…there are serious and possibly unredeemable ramifications as these children grow up and emerge into the field of adults without having learned the basic principles of embodiment, differentiation, relationship, responsibility, integrity or, even, that learning is an active, generative experience. The damage is done.

If we insist on disassociating from our bodies, from a tangible, real sense of contact in the world, if we insist on a constant stream of distraction, entertainment, virtual relationships, if we insist on the status quo and simply keep plugging ourselves in deeper and deeper, the results are a certain collapse of will and positive engagement. And when that is questioned by an experience or awareness outside the ‘norm’ our inner voice claims,“Our needs are met, we are busy, our children seem O.K., the world hasn’t blown up yet…why change? In my‘virtual’ world all is well – I am in contact with thousands of people, Facebook friends, I can communicate with whomever, wherever in an instant, my child never cries and if he or she does I simply plug her in.  Sure, stomach migraines are on the rise, chronic illness due to stress related lifestyles are undeniable and the sense of being overwhelmed, malnourished, sleep deprived, never having enough time or doing a good enough job a constant nagging thought accompanied by the constant stream of text messages, emails, keeping up with the social media but…what else is there to do?”

For how many people is the following true?

I am busy.  I am making it in this world.  I may not know where my food comes from let alone if it really even grows but I am willing to live in an illusion of reality created by millions of dots and dashes because that is what I know as evolution, as success, as development, my survival depends on it. I can’t even remember the last time I actually talked with someone, holding their hands, looking in their eyes, feeling.  I don’t know what dirt feels like or what a potato looks like when it is growing.  I feel diminished, smaller in my life and less able to cope than ever before.  And underneath all the busyness, all the façade of activity and happy engagement I am unhappy and I know that I have lost something vital in my life. I no longer have any sense of my own place, of how I truly feel and am at a loss when asked, ‘what do you want?’  I have no idea so I just keep doing what I am doing and hope that something will change along the way.

All of this points to the crying need to stop, to listen, to feel, and interrupt the cycle of living in a virtual world without which we do not feel our relationship to the living planet, to ourselves and to each other.  Why change?  Because the joy, the deep sorrows of being, the heart opening, the health of the planet all reside in our willingness to change, to risk everything for love.  In deciding, every moment, to choose what is real around us, to come into relationship with our bodies, our feelings, to tolerate being uncomfortable, to learn how our minds work in relationship, to know our values and beliefs – all this allows us to live and act in our lives from a place of empowered, tangible, generative YES! A yes that is moving at the speed of life, free from the dictates of a virtual world that is moving at the speed of dots and dashes, not life!

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