iris 2011 015
Spring 2017
Suzanne Lewis, Editor

You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth. — William W. Purkey

It is only with the heart that one can see rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye. — Antoine de Saint-Exupery

“Learn to feel what you think
And think what you feel.” Gurdjeiff

“Healing is the revealing of feelings.
What one fails to feel,
Will not heal.” Suzanne

All healing begins with our waters according to the Oriental Five Element Theory. (The kidneys and the bladder are the organs associated with the Water element.) There is an urgency in our environment right now.
Through one’s senses (hearing, smelling, toning, seeing, touching) wee experience impulses, stimuli, that through our “animal nature/body” instinctually responds with a feeling, a sensation. Then we engage our mental faculties to name what we are feeling as an “emotion” (love, hate, despair, fear, angst, joy, sad, delight, wonder….)That then gets stored in one’s heart.

Indigenous people share that we actually additional senses, one might call “extra-ordinary” senses that Western mentality has yet to embrace. An example of an extra=ordinary sense is one’s ability to heal. For the past twelve years it has been one of my job descriptions to be a “Spiritual Healer”, and teacher. Getting reconnected with one’s authentic blue print/nature also means remembering coming home to their innate gifts and talents which are often woven into/connected to our extra-ordinary senses.

One of my favorite ways to introduce these spiritual sensitivities is through “storytelling” and in this case retelling a “KOAN” ( a time honored Eastern legend tradition). The way I remember… This is a story that is older than the needles on an ancient pine tree, somewhere East of the Sun and West of the moon…somewhere maybe right here in my own community there is a “Bag Lady”, a street person.
Each evening as the sun is setting to the West, she’d begin her ritual walk down the main street downtown on her way to the river’s bridge where she’d hide away for the night. Hugging her bag of possessions, she’d slowly walk by the fancy restaurants. Keeping her eyes low, she’d sneak peeks at the revealers and diners inside. Sighing, she’d suck in the aromas and hear the partying inside.

One particularly cold and wet evening she noticed a door open by a restaurant. She gave it a nudge and it opened wide and carefully she stepped inside and quickly, quietly climbed up the stairs and found herself in the attic over the elegant dinner.
Softly she settled down, closed her eyes and drank in the smells and sounds and warmth from below to be continued….

About Suzanne

Suzanne Lewis, editor and manager since 2000. Suzanne is a Planetary Peacekeeper, an Agent for Conscious Evolution, a Spiritual Healer, a Mother, a multi - faceted artist (beads, gems to trade beads; guords star seed art; published author and Lover of Life for the sake of All our Relations.
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