The ugly cry.
The ugly cry is a cry of liberation.
It is the reclamation of our forgotten ability and natural need, to wail and lament.
This inner wisdom comes to us when what pains us hurts too much to be contained or explained.
It is necessary in assisting the body to transmute density, darkness & pain into greater light and deeper love.
The ugly cry is also how we cultivate bandwidth, grit, resilience and grace. It grounds us in honoring the necessary grief within our bodies to be processed. It also allows us to digest the colonized beliefs of quiet suffering and, of all the grids of false image and expectations we may be consciously or unconsciously agreeing to.
The ugly cry is a most necessary aspect of reinstating our animal nature into right place.
When we don’t allow our animal body to howl, cry or lament our wounds keep festering, growing in impatience, anxious to be let out, desperately scratching away at the inner caverns of our beings.
We are taught to admire a false and illusory image of strength in the world, but we forget that most of what we see out there is strength that has never been tested.
We harness our resilience and our true strength from the challenges of wounds that leave us more supple, more gentle and more refined.
We heal ourselves THROUGH our wounds. We are made strong THROUGH them and we are softened by the elixir of our tears.
True strength is a sacred watermark of divine design.
It is the poise of a soul which is at one with a life that honors and engages its wildness and its rawness and in turn, reveals the inner beauty that is a radiance deep in the heart of the temple of our beings.
I encourage you to cry, cry a lot. It is liberating. There is nothing noble or strong about holding tears back or swallowing pain that is ready to be transformed.
It is cleansing. It is healing. It is not only what we need more of, but what we collectively need more of right now.
As this collective body continues to journey deeper into its trauma, we can all hold our own thread of healing through our ability to grieve and lament our heartbreak.
Wail, lament, allow your tears and sounds to refine your radiance and transmute the density of suffering, into the elegant beauty that is always birthed from pain.
And if you dare, I invite you to post your #uglycryselfiechallenge as a war cry to the return of our precious grief as necessary practice, and not giving a fuck about looking pretty whilst at it.
Grief is meant to be witnessed. It’s meant to be raw. It's a necessary process to a lighter heart, that honors what it has lost as medicine.
It was this way in our ancient villages and our bodies can still remember it.
Every animal in nature has defenses.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴, 𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘴, 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.
Without them perhaps we wouldn't exist in nature.
I have come to find these claws and fangs necessary to our human embodiment process. 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐛 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞.
We forget that a thread that holds us together is of animal essence and a portal for reconnecting with creation.
𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 '𝘤𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥' 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺-𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵.
They have turned into internalized defense mechanisms that react to anything that feels threatening. Is this good? Yes, it is.
Many of us wouldn't have survived our childhood or youth, or toxic relationships were it not for these animal aspects to step in and protect us.
Yet, they too must be restored to their right place. We do not need to walk around like wounded animals aggressive and attacking everything we think might hurt us.
But we do.
𝗪𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 AND 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.
We have forgotten that we have the power to anchor a core stability for all polarities.
We have forgotten to trust our intuition, to cultivate our environmental awareness, to listen beneath the noise.
We have forgotten that this dance within us, allows us to come into coherence and co-creative power with our physical reality and therefore, the natural world.
Their dance and coherence regulates our nervous system and enlivens our endocrine system.
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐬.
When colonizers came across the peoples living in their wild nature, they labeled their way of life as savage. They couldn't understand the language of the wild, of primal noise, the language of co-existence and interdependence. And like most of us still do, they wanted to get rid of what they couldn't understand, they wanted to own and conquer.
They beat, schooled and indoctrinated our animal nature into submission.
However, let us not forget that this very essence is connected to our primordial innocence and an inheritance granted to us by our Earth Mother.
This inherent human nature can't be erased from the flesh, in fact its very alive, in all of its distorted forms.
One of the first things I aim to awaken within my clients is that very awareness and remembrance. We are not seeking to get rid of or even transcend, or power our way into conquest or submission of ANYTHING.
We are on a quest to accept, to embrace and to remember. To inhabit our animal body, our feeling body, to awaken our higher mind. To live as an embodiment of love.
We will understand some things, and some are so vast and wild we can only feel them, and in this acceptance the paradox emerges.
𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
Grief is held in our wombs, in our cells, in the human pain and inherited shame— our collective body.
It is not a journey of transcendence but of descent and retrieval. INto the body, INto the wound, INto the forgotten.
It is encoded in us, under the anger& numbness, wound tightly around our luminous light. It takes a passionate and courageous leap of the heart, mind and body.
AND, there are ways to work with GRIEF in an ‘active’ way and not be drowned by it.
This is what we need most at these times.
We need women and men willing to grieve the losses, betrayals, abuse and oppression, in order to retrieve the sacred service we’re here to express, as an embodiment of divine love.
Your power to create change and anchor visions emerges from within you.
Moving from your life center allows you to create within a gentle dance of action and rest.
This life affirming consciousness is efficient over productive, harmonious over balanced & Soul fueling over soul draining.
Go there, go to your origin.
Begin and end all things from there.