The 7 Doors

 

She is sitting on the stairs in the light of the dawning sun. Little dust grains are shimmering in the solitude of the entrance hall. A sweet melody caresses her ears from far away. She is leaning on the cool marble stone feeling chills. She is diving into a profound sleep. Every breath takes her further along the kingdom of shadows and dreams. She is alone, but senses a presence, something, somebody is with her.  Fear twines its sticky arms around her neck. She starts shivering. Silence. Her eyes are getting used to the ravenblack infinity. Some outlines are appearing before her eyes. She recognizes a long corridor with doors of all kinds and shapes.  The first one is made of black iron with coper nails and a knocker in the form of a dreagon head. The door is narrow but very tall. The second door is made of luminous crystals, very wide and curved. Next to it is a weathered, worm-ridden shed. Her attention gets caught by a sleak rubin-red door with a coat of arms in the center showing a white unicorn. On the end of the corridor are three simple doors, identically shaped but different in color. Green, Blue and Yellow.  Seven doors. She knows that it is asked from her to open one of them. Everything depends on the right door, she thinks. What if she chooses the wrong one? Her breath stops. She wants to scream. Somebody please come and help me. Please! She is wisppering instead: „I have to calm myself and to focus. The crystal portal is probably a trap. It must be, it is way to beautiful, but they think I am vain and I am going to choose this one.“ For an instant she is smiling, satisfied with her cunning.  „I am going to open the shed instead.“  Of course this will prove her humbleness. She can sense the smell of the rotten wood. It reminds her of poverty and exil and it feels as the precise opposite to everything she wishes and longs for. Maybe they try to confuse her? She can hear the laughter of children playing around the house. „It is a game“, she ponders. What if I refuse to play? What if I don’t choose any door? „Then you can’t move on“, says the voice inside herself.  Her anxiety is unbearable. Everything is better than this tension. She decides to open the rubin-red door. The door handle lies heavy in her hand. She is trying to press it down, but it does not move an inch. With each attempt she gets more eager to open the door. All her hesitations are forgotten. The only thing she wants now is to open this door. Exhausted and full of painful bruises on her shoulders and arms, she finally suceeds. The door opens up with a muffled metallic squeal revealing nothing but black emptiness. Following an impulse she fievery opens one door after the other. Behind each one of them awaits the same nothingness her horrified sight. Nothing than black void. „There is nothing?!“, she screams into the empty space and the voice answers:

NOTHING IS THE EMPTINESS OF SIGNIFICANCE RESULTING IN UNLIMITED POSSIBILITIES WHICH MANIFEST THROUGH THE BELIEF IN THEM.

(Bellé Flora)

Today, after I came home I meditated briefly and was told that I should get onto the internet and watch something on youtube. This was all, no specifications or anything like that. I would know what it was, as soon as I opened the page. I did as I was told and on my opening page of youtube there was  a video with the title "Music & Art on a Path to World Peace" by Deepak Chopra. I have to admit that I am still amazed when things like this are happening to me, but I am starting to get used to it. After watching the powerful explanation of Deepak Chopra "Why music can change the world", it came into my mind that a wonderful solution for painful Rush Hours in Metro Stations and crowded City Squares where people get drained, aggressive and desperate could be the  playing of emotional music pieces through huge loudspeakers.  This would immediately change the burdened and stressful experience to an act of inspiration. It would be a kind of energetic mass cleaning before the people arrive at work or in their homes. 

I do believe that my thoughts and feelings change my experience, yet there is still this burning question how can I choose constantly thoughts and feelings which allow me to experience the manifestation of my dreams? I am just listening to Grag Braden and he emphasizes the importance of self-esteem, clarity and being specific in choosing what I want. So even knowing this consciously, I have trouble doing that.  And I am quite sure many others as well. I understand that overcoming fear is the key to open the gate to Garden Eden. But how do I overcome fear? I hear the word "Moving" inside myself .... interesting: Fear is paralyzing, but if I am able to train my brain to choose movement instead, I neutralize the poisonous effect of fear, which automatically means that I  become stronger, more powerful and naturally raise my self-esteem. And what means moving exactly? 

the dictionary defines moving with:


changing position, causing or producing motion

I understand changing position not only geographically. It could mean also the  changing of a point of view. Causing or producing motion makes me think of e-motion. I have to say that I consider myself too emotional. What if this is not my flaw but a strength instead? How do I use them in my favor? What means emotion exactly? The dictionary says:  a strong feeling such as love, anger, joy, hate, or fear. So hear we are again, fear ...  It gets clearer that not only fear, but all my emotions define the way I think and feel as well as the other way around my thoughts and feelings produce my emotions.  I found the following list of emotions on Wikipedia, which seems quite complete to me:

Affection,  Anger, Angst, Anguish, Annoyance, Anxiety, Apathy, Arousal, Awe, Boredom, Confidence, Contempt,
Contentment,Courage,Curiosity, Depression, Desire, Despair, Disappointment, Disgust, Distrust, Dread, Ecstasy, 
Embarrassment,Envy, Euphoria, Excitement, 
Fear, Frustration, Gratitude, Grief, Guilt, Happiness, Hatred, Hope, Horror, 
Hostility, Hurt, Hysteria, Indifference, Interest,Jealousy, Joy, Loathing, Loneliness, Love, 
Lust, Outrage, Panic, Passion, Pity, Pleasure, Pride, Rage, Regret, Relief, Remorse, Sadness, Satisfaction, Self-confidence, Shame, Shock, Shyness, Sorrow, Suffering, Surprise, Terror, 
Trust, Wonder, Worry, Zeal, Zest

So if I can free myself from unwanted emotions (if they are wanted or unwanted is quite individual and depends on the situation) I am able to move in the direction I want to, otherwise I might move in directions I don't feel comfortable with. I believe that we can control emotions through the way we nurture our bodies, heart and soul, through natural diet, music, dancing, creating, meditating, Yoga, reading, nature, but probably the most effective instrument is ALLOWANCE AND ACCEPTANCE. If I acknowledge simply a certain kind of e-motion without resisting, I  am able to control it, if I don't want it to happen to me. The emotion does not take unwanted control anymore over my body and mind. I will give it try  ... even if it seems a bit contradictory.

 
 

Walking on this path means living in a state of complete surrender to the moment, embracing all that is with grace and gratitude. It beholds the loving care taking of ourselves and the discovery of our unique part in the divine creation, serving with our gifts and talents for the well of all beings. It means the sensorial experience to sing and to dance to the music of the universe. The path of sacred beauty leads to gracious simplicity and joyful lightness of being. It naturally claims a Life with Love, Power and Wisdom becoming a conscious Co-Creator of the new Earth.

Remember to:

Honor your body and soul 
Follow your heart and dream
Serve with your talents
Dance and chant to the great song of the earth
Give form to your visions
Live with sensuality and freedom
Express your individual creativity
Find the hidden strength in your greatest fears
Talk to the trees and embrace them
Gather stone beings around you
Breathe
Look up
Open your arms to the sky
Lay down in the grass and feel mother earth
Have faith
Shine bright
Color your world


The Navaho have that wonderful image of what they call the pollen path. Pollen is the life source, The pollen path is the path to the center. The Navaho say, "Oh, beauty before me, beauty behind me, beauty to the right of me, beauty to the left of me, beauty above me, beauty below me, I’m on the pollen path," (as described by Joseph Campbell)


The Navaho chant:


In the house of life I wander  
 On the pollen path, 
 With a god of cloud I wander  
 To a holy place. 
 With a god ahead I wander 
 And a god behind. 
 In the house of life I wander 
 On the pollen path.

I was reflecting on the curiosity that I confuse often fear with love and love with fear.
Is it possible that this is the same feeling only defined by non-existence of consciousness?
This would mean fear is unconscious love and love is  unconscious fear.
What is the opposite meaning?  What is conscious love and conscious fear?
I guess it is ACCEPTANCE in complete surrender to the high spirit. 
Not to confuse with victimization. Nothing to do with that. It is much rather the act of breathing in and out, facing whatever needs to be faced, in tranquil awareness of all our senses.

I have asked myself many times what it is I came here to do, and yesterday I finally resolved to write my own mission affirmation, which I will honor with all my heart:
* CREATE, INSPIRE & TRANSFORM WITH LOVE & BEAUTY THROUGH ART & NATURE *
My personal definition for ART is the process and result of free and loving creation, expressing the high force in the universe. NATURE  I could also call simple genius, wild power, spirit and all that is. Joseph Beuys shaped the statement: "Jeder Mensch ist ein Kuenstler - Everybody is an artist". I think he is absolutely right. All of us came here to create in our own, individual manner. There is no such thing as right or wrong, good or bad. It is just a question of being truthful to our heart. From the moment on I ask what mySELF  wants  to express, and if I am humble enough to kneel down on the earth, I may drink of the spring of divine inspiration.