As you can see, I came to the end of Albert’s Manuscript. That story is so close to my heart. I hope you took the time to read it because I think it contains a bit of prophecy. While writing it, I was amazed to see emerge in the fringes of Albert’s amazing story what I now think of as the four major movements of mankind. First man and First Woman tell Albert about the walkers, the watchers, the weavers-and the weepers. When I think of the walkers, I think of the many thousands of years that passed while small bands and clans of people wandered and populated the earth.
The Watchers mark the emergence of the modern world where reason, intelligence, language begin to rule the evolving world. The age of science and inquiry-of watching-broke the world into pieces and parts in order to better understand its structure. They have built the world we now occupy.
The weavers remind me of what some call “the indigo child.” The weavers now enter the world to put back together what the age of reason somehow took apart. The weavers are the creators and they are my main concern. How can we support the young spirits into living creatively and making a harmonious whole out of the separated “threads” of the human loom.
The weepers I think of as those who could not or would not learn to weave-and so they weep.
It is almost impossible for me to know how many thousands of lives I’ve touched in my work. I started out opening a day care center when my first child was born. Then I taught aerobic dance (yes, it’s true) and later moved into becoming an NLP trainer in my twenties. I spent ten years working with groups and individuals and then went from there to doing the radio documentary work which took my husband and me over 100,000 miles into Indian Country. Now, I am a teacher.
The faces of all the people I have met and worked with are like a vast sea but if I were to summarize that 30 years of experience, I could easily separate the thousands of faces into two groups—those who have learned to create according to some inner spiritual gyroscope-and those who didn’t. The weavers-and the weepers.
I don’t always understand the many forces that create one or the other-I wish I could. It is so sad to see precious life energy expended in constant self-criticism, old (awful) tape loops and behaviors or aimed against others. Sometimes I just want to tell people who are feeling sorry for themselves or blaming others or wishing for some other life to KNOCK IT OFF-YOU DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THAT!!
Learning to live a creative, resourceful life is a skill. It can be learned. It takes discipline, self-inquiry, a willingness to risk doing what your heart tells you to do and then a lot of practice and research. And it is worth every ounce of energy that it requires.
This is a bit of a rant stemming from a personal frustration with watching people I am close to shut their creative juices down or direct them in terrible ways. I also know that I always teach what I most need to learn—so I try to listen to my own rants.
Stretch your arms out from your sides as far as you can and then act within that sphere. It is all at your fingertips.
To close tonight, I want to thank the many people who have registered for my blog site. It encourages me to keep writing. I may not know your faces-but I’d like to.
Peace,
Jamie