on this earth day in the portal of beltane in the northern hemisphere and samhain in the south when the veils are thin and fairies dance , will you join me in listening to an ancient story of opening our hearts to our true nature of wisdom, of radiance, an incandescence, a fire that always burns fiercely, magnificently at the core of being no matter how overwhelming things are for our little selves… notice where this story pulls you as we walk home together under the waning moon on the path of transformation…
once upon a time, a young woman was feeling abandoned and overwhelmed at the loss of love… fear clutched her, overwhelmed her and she went searching for a cure for love in the marketplaces, in the temples and nothing would open her heart… she heard tell of a sage who lived in a cave high up on a mountain that towered over her village and so she began the arduous journey to connect with the sage within the cave… she found him bent over a fire in the cave and asked if he had a cure for love and he asks her to return in three days for an answer and she sits in the unknowing of whether there’s a cure and returns as requested…
the sage tells her he has all the ingredients for a love cure save one – would she be willing to get this ingredient? of course she would, nothing was as important… the sage tells her she needed to bring him the whisker of a living tiger, a whisker from around his mouth close to his teeth… she protests that she is not up to such a dangerous assignment and he reminds her that she said she would gladly find the one missing ingredient and so she makes her way down the mountain and back to her hut where she continues to contemplate this overwhelming task while feeling more abandoned than ever… as she eats her dinner of rice, it comes to her that tigers have to eat as well and she fixes a bowl of rice for the man-eating tiger that lives on the other side of the mountain from the sage… she re-members that tigers aren’t vegetarian and adds some meat sauce for the tiger and takes off up the mountain to find the tiger… when she reaches a place where fear would not let her go any further, she left the bowl and made her way back to the hut…
night after night, she would venture back in search of the tiger, stepping over the empty bowl and going a little further and leaving another full bowl… one night as she was stepping over the previous night’s empty bowl, she saw the tiger coming towards her and she said that she meant him no harm and that she was on a mission for her soul… as he ate his nightly offering, she summoned her courage and plucked a whisker from his mouth and he pretended not to notice…
dancing down the mountain, the young woman couldn’t wait to return to the sage… the next morning, she made her way to the sage and handed him the whisker which he dropped into the fire and she watched the missing ingredient turn to ash… outraged, she asked why the sage did that and he asked her how she’d been able to accomplish such an impossible task… she recounted how each night she had faced her fear and made her way up the mountain to find the tiger… the sage then asked if the her heart was more dangerous than the heart of a tiger and she real-eyesed that in facing her fears, her heart opened… she now knew her heart, her fear, her soul… she journeyed to the wise center of being and to the fierce, magnificent radiance on the other side of the coin, so to speak…
facing the depths of the ocean of being is overwhelming… sitting in the timeless feelings of abandon and not abandoning ourselves, sitting in the fear and taking one more step is the eternal way of opening the heart ever more widely… fear is the thoroughfare of transformation… so when fear rises , know the true self is calling you into being more of the fullest expression of your true self…
breathe
take one more step
offer gratitude
celebrate!
“If in our daily life we can smile, if we can be peaceful and happy, not only we, but everyone will profit from it. This is the most basic kind of peace work.”
~Thich Nhat Hanh~