Tag: SCS Matters

  • Bare Perception

    At the time of this writing, I am still holding space for resolution with the issue of not having access to the SCS-Matters.com domain using my Comcast WiFi at home that began 10 days ago. This morning I was successful logging in using the unsecure Xfinity WiFi hotspot, and I am on my laptop at home.YEAH!

    Yesterday morning my “dharma study buddy” mentioned a term that I had not previously encountered in our study with Barbara Brodsky, and I have been searching Aaron’s archives for ‘Bare Perception.”

    Emrich Retreat – February 26, 2000

    So it’s important that you see that the qualities of pleasant, unpleasant, and neutral, are not innate to the object but depend on your relationship to them.

    Very occasionally that relationship is what we call “bare perception”, being just with this object as it is in this moment without any prior conditioning to influence how you relate to it. As a simple example, if you had never seen fire, somehow you had lived your entire life and never seen even a candle flame, if you came into a small village after traveling through a cold winter night and somebody invited you into his home where fire burned in the hearth, giving off warmth, in that moment it would be very pleasant. Right there, nothing but the fire. Nothing but that moment. No past conditioning. Yet even here, there is past conditioning that equates warmth with comfort, so already there is some slant.

    Think how different it would be if you were traveling on that cold dark night because your home had just burned down and all your family died. There might be a pleasant sensation of warmth from the fire, but your overall experience of fire would not be pleasant. Usually you bring this old conditioning into the moment and so it taints your experience in this moment. It’s very hard to see clearly just what’s here right now.

    It’s not easy to bypass that old conditioning. Often the best you can do is to know, “My response here is conditioned by old experience” and to allow a spaciousness which is not so attached to the view, “This is good” or “That is bad”. One notes, “In this moment this feels good to me. It feels pleasant and wholesome. But I acknowledge that consciousness in part is based on past conditioning.”

    My past experiences with being on perma-hold, then getting a non-native English speaking entry-level person who asks me the same questions as the last person just asked me has been anything but pleasant.

    Last evening I was with my sister. She was saying she felt sad. She was able to say she could see where the sadness was coming from, and she recognized it as old conditioning. She said she knew tomorrow she would feel better.

    This morning, I see all of this so related to the talk I gave at St. John UCC in New Buffalo yesterday. I was speaking about the way the news creates a false sense of the world as unsafe and unkind. I encouraged people to pay attention to their own experiences. I suggested making lists of the kindnesses we receive and give. We spent some time reflecting on the true nature of the world.
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    It is because we are raising our standards that things seem to be getting worse.

    This is true about our world, and it is true about my sister.

    We care more than we have ever cared before.

    I would like to add the sermon to this post but I have not yet figured out how to do that with the cobbled-together process. You can send me an email message asking for the audio file of the sermon if you would appreciate listening.

    I am here with my fingers on the keyboard, grateful for improvement and I know tomorrow I will feel better….

  • Every Memory a Blessing

    Sacred Stories

    She was at the post office feeling so depressed having sold her late husband’s small sailboat.

    She looked across the room at a rack of greeting cards.

    A familiar image….

    A familiar message…. every memory a blessing.

    “The pain of her death was exquisite.
    I cried for weeks, but felt an incredible joy and comfort
    that was an equal part of the grief.
    I was so grateful that I had spent time with her
    — only with her, fully present and joyful.” (p.163)

    The Dharma of Dogs: Our Best Friends as Spiritual Teachers, by Tami Simon

  • Holy Hissy-fits

    Holy hissy-fits, Batman, have I been navigating the sacred darkness this week!

    Last Friday morning I realized I was not able to log onto the SCS website. I @$$sumed our website was just down for some reason so I sent a text message to Joel and to our webmaster, Rebecca. Rebecca responded that she was able to log in just fine.

    There-in-lies-the-problem….

    Everyone can log in except me. And I can log in everywhere except on my home WiFi. I can even log on from home connecting to an unsecure xfinitywifi hot spot.

    Hours of calls.

    Many words of frustration.

    If I had to give the same information to one more person, I was going to jump out of my skin.

    I know I was not being kind to them. I was also not being kind to ME.

    As I hung up the phone, still awaiting a resolution, an email message popped in from Barbara Brodsky, about the Dharma Path homework for this two weeks:

      “I’m challenging all of you, as well. Where are you spinning in circles? Why? Here is the sacred darkness, but you can’t take it as sacred because there’s so much fear of it. You have to stop, as I was forced to stop in that snow cave of the avalanche. Trapped, knowing, yes, I still could die here. Who knows what will happen. I had tools to survive, but that was no guarantee of survival. More important, I could not help the people that I was pledged to help, at least not at that point. I had to just stop and survive in the cave. Dig and meditate, and dig and meditate, and dig and meditate, until I could overcome the old habits of fear; of trying to push the stone up the hill and make it stay there. To realize, to remember it’s all impermanent. Take it one step at a time, with an open heart. See where you are. See what the next step might be. Do it with love. And if it’s not effective, stop and meditate again, and see what a different step might be.”

    I wrote back to Barbara: “Do you think the 8 hours I have spent on the phone with Comcast trying to get an issue with my domain cleared counts????”

    Barbara wrote back to me: “Aaron is smiling and asks, ‘What did you learn?’”

    This morning I wrote in my journal about an email exchange I had with Roann (one of my Dharma Sisters) following our Zoom gathering at which I shared my frustration and cried.

    I was very tired and feeling sad last night when I attended my online two-year intensive. One of the women wrote to me afterwards. “Where do you allow for protection of yourself, where you’re not a ‘doormat’ for everyone else’s tsuris (trouble or woes)? Or maybe you want to be in that position and play that role. If you weren’t available to everyone and their mothers uncle… Who would you be? If you didn’t put on the apron in the kitchen, what would happen?”

    I wrote back in my journal:

    D: You know my heart. I put on the apron in the kitchen because it is a joy to serve. Like rinsing out the coffee pot for Pat on retreat. Easy to do. The state of darkness is not about that. What am I feeling?

    V: You are appropriately feeling grief. Yes, you are also knowing your helplessness but you are aware nothing you are going through is permanent. The unkindness (being hostile, rude, short-tempered) doesn’t bother you because you are in an “I shouldn’t be feeling this” mode. You know who you are and the unkindness bothers you because it feels awful. Some people have no baseline for feeling freedom and peace. You have that. Since Friday you have spent many hours on the phone with Comcast without access to this natural state of openness. That causes grief.

    I have just spent another hour on the phone. This time with a woman who works security at the back end for the company that hosts our website.

    I dialed Comcast again. I am going to take it one step at a time, with an open heart.

    Aaron says, “See where you are. See what the next step might be. Do it with love. And if it’s not effective, stop and meditate again, and see what a different step might be.”

    Welcoming prayers and energy holding….

    P.S. In case you are wondering, I also spent time on a text chat with Comcast, and they offered me a $5 credit off my bill because I have been inconvenienced. Then I called the number the text chat gave me and was told an open ticket is already in process, so I just need to wait until they resolve the issue and someone will call me. Now I am at the office using the WiFi there to post this.

  • Diabetes Education

    She was experiencing stress with a diabetes diagnosis. How to eat? What to eat? What she had been doing was not working.

    Sharing her frustration with a friend who had stopped by work to see her, the friend suggested she take a diabetes education program. The friend had attended a program with her husband that was provided by the local hospital and they had learned a lot.

    “My husband’s insurance company offers a diabetes education program that is covered by insurance,” she said.

    Moments later she received the following message from the company inviting her to attend!

    My name is Amber Holt. I am a registered nurse calling from medical cost management. I am calling regarding the diabetic program which is part of the benefits plan for line call members.

    She knew this was a confirmation and an answer to prayer!

  • Happy Birthday Coffee

    She was on a group text. It was her birthday. A friend who was also on the group text sent a message to the group telling them about the birthday.

    Another member of the list wrote, “I remember having seen you at Tosi’s Cafe a few years ago on your birthday. You had a little package, and you were enjoying a favorite coffee. You said you were celebrating your birthday.”

    “I am sitting at Tosi’s Cafe right now!” came the immediate reply.

    When we witness the timing of events in our lives we see how the sacred stories weave together with the mundane. NOTHING is outside the grace of life.

    Please notice. Then share!

  • Happy Birthday in Heaven

    She received a text message from her friend who was sharing a Facebook prompt that their mutual friend was having a birthday today. Their friend had passed several years ago.

    She wrote back, “I had not realized her birthday was the same day as my daughter but that must be why she came to my mind during my meditation this morning.”

    Wishing her a happy birthday in heaven!

    When we honor these lovely ways our beloveds remain with us, we remember we always have more support than might be recognized. Thank you for sharing!

  • I Saw The Other Side

    She works in hospice care. She had a gentleman patient with a type of blood cancer. She did a Reiki session.

    He had never had or heard of Reiki. He was open to it.

    In the beginning before she started he was very talkative and had high energy.

    She did a subtle guided meditation at the beginning along with the Reiki.

    She moved to his left side and held Reiki.

    He started to cry saying, “Something’s happening.” He went silent and his body completely relaxed.

    After the session he shared with her, “I thought I was dying. I thought I stopped breathing. My body became so relaxed. I saw the other side for a second. I was ready. I was OK to die. I’ll never forget that feeling. Thank you.”

    These are such powerful experiences and it is important that we are comfortable sharing with one another. Please let me know when you have sacred stories to tell.

  • How are you and Ed doing?

    Sacred Stories

    She had been thinking about her friend. The last message from her friend had come in on March 22. That message was about her friend’s husband having been hospitalized in ICU.

    One month later, she received a message asking about a session for her friend’s daughter.

    She wrote back, asking about her friend’s husband.  “How are you and Ed doing?”

    The friend said, “I think I need a session, too.” They agreed to meet the following morning.

    Her friend showed her she had sent a text message with the news that her husband had passed.

    She grabbed her phone.

    Although it showed up in her friend’s phone as having been sent, they were both shocked to see that the message about him having passed was not in her string of text messages!

    (Note – Interference with technology is a commonly shared ‘happening’ by loved ones who have passed.)

    Grateful to know beyond a doubt, my friend AND her husband are both doing well….

     

     

     

     

  • You Say

    She had had yet another stressful interaction with her husband. Knowing she was not as skillful in her words as her whole being longed to be, she had a dream.

    In the dream, she heard words of reassurance and comfort. She could not see whom the words were coming from, but in her heart she knew these words were a message from God.

    Some days passed, and these words continued to resonate within her mind.

    When someone she was meeting for the first time pulled up on her iPhone a song this woman had found especially meaningful, the words of the song were THE WORDS from her dream.

    The words were Lauren Daigle’s single “You Say” from her album Look Up Child.

    You Say

    I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I’m not enough
    Every single lie that tells me I will never measure up
    Am I more than just the sum of every high and every low
    Remind me once again just who I am because I need to know
    Ooh oh
    You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
    You say I am strong when I think I am weak
    And you say I am held when I am falling short
    And when I don’t belong, oh You say I am Yours
    And I believe (I)
    Oh I believe (I)
    What You say of me (I)
    I believe
    The only thing that matters now is everything You think of me
    In You I find my worth, in You I find my identity
    Ooh oh
    You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
    You say I am strong when I think I am weak
    And you say I am held when I am falling short
    And when I don’t belong, oh You say I am Yours
    And I believe (I)
    Oh, I believe (I)
    What You say of me (I)
    Oh, I believe
    Taking all I have and now I’m laying it at Your feet
    You have every failure, God, You have every victory
    Ooh oh
    You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
    You say I am strong when I think I am weak
    You say I am held when I am falling short
    When I don’t belong, oh You say I am Yours
    And I believe (I)
    Oh, I believe (I)
    What You say of me (I)
    I believe
    Oh, I believe (I)
    Yes I believe (I)
    What You say of me (I)
    I believe

    Source: Musixmatch
    Songwriters: Jason Ingram / Paul Mabury / Lauren Daigle
    You Say lyrics © Centricsongs, So Essential Tunes, SEE YOU AT THE PUB

  • Healing Touch

    The hospital she worked in as a nurse offered a 1-hour introduction to Healing Touch. The very next day after she attended the intro, a patient with brain cancer was having a lot of difficulty mitigating pain.

    The family was doing massage, they were playing soft music in the room, they were doing calming touching, and speaking lovingly. Nothing was helping.

    She kept calling the doctor, asking for more pain medication for the patient, although the increases offered no relief.

    Finally, the doctor said he could not increase the dosage any more.

    Speaking to the patient, she explained that while they could not administer any additional medication, if the patient was open, she would do some Healing Touch.

    She prayed. She knew so little. She hoped it would help.

    It was as though she was in an altered state. Her hands got hot. She was almost out-of-body. She only did it for about five minutes.

    She stopped and then opened her eyes. Her brow was sweaty and her hair was damp.

    As she regained her focus, a family member gasped.

    The patient was peacefully sleeping….

    (Debra is certified in Healing Touch. Janet Mentgen, the nurse who developed the Healing Touch training program would tell her students, “Just do the work.”)