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Owning Bliss: Nurturing the Goddess Within You

Saturday, January 16th, 2010

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Hey Pinkies, please welcome Amanda Miller, LE, CNC, and Bona Fide Bliss Bunny. Amanda is owner and Holistic Esthetician of Ananda Skin Spa & Sanctuary in Fairfax, CA, where she provides loving Organic Goddess Facials for women, while incorporating holistic nutrition consultation, and energy healing in her treatments. We can’t imagine any Pinkie who knows better than she about how to live like a Goddess. Deep bows of thanks to you, Bliss Bunny!

Got Bliss?
Bliss is the Divine nectar of the human experience. As Goddesses, it is our birthright to experience as much bliss as our hearts desire.  Yet there is much programming that disregards bliss, telling us, “You don’t have the time!” or, “You don’t deserve it,” or, “You can’t afford it.”  My heart desires lots and lots of bliss. And so, it is my mission to experience as much bliss as humanly possible in this lifetime while inspiring other women to do the same.

Slow Down and Smell the Bliss

When I lived in Italy several years ago, I was always impressed by how long Italians took to prepare and enjoy meals, regardless of what their day held for them.  A “quick lunch” on a busy work day in Italy would include a home-cooked plate of pasta decorated with olives, fresh vegetables, and grated Parmiggiano and was inevitably accompanied by a glass of pretty darn good red wine. The meal would last for about an hour, complete with conversation and good company.  If the Italians can find their bliss in a pinch, so can we! On your lunch break, think of something you can do to give yourself a special treat. Think roll-out mini Italian red-checker table mat with a glass of sparkling Pellegrino. Whatever it is, know that no matter how busy we are, as goddesses, we deserve these little additions–these doses of bliss.  And that’s the bottom line.

Bustin’ the Bliss Busters
It’s funny to think about how programmed we are to focus on being ‘good girls’–getting proper schooling, working hard, and pleasing our friends, partners, and family; so much so that bliss can become an illusory accessory available to us only on occasion. We’re also taught to emphasize appearances–to look good, embody all that’s hot and sexy, and appear as if we’re in bliss, even when we’re having a rough day.

I’m part of a community of conscious dancers.  The dance is about consciously expressing, loving, and healing ourselves.  Despite these intentions, I often catch myself wandering away from the sacred experience of the dance, and find myself becoming the self-conscious little girl, or worse–the teenage queen desperate to look cool and get attention.  When I dance to please others, I’ve strayed from my bliss.  Plus, anyone who approves of the fake cool me is not honoring the real me, and this feels empty. Instead, when I dance and honor the authentic me, I express my true bliss, in whatever form it takes; and it feels deliciously satisfying, bold, and never boring. I hope my crazy writhing and wriggling bliss-fests inspire others around me to dance theirs, as this is always so much more interesting and inspiring to me than watching dancers simply trying to look cool.  

You might ask yourself these questions: on average, every day, how much time do you spend living in bliss, compared to how much time you pass thinking about looking good to others? What blocks you from having more true bliss?  How can you have a more authentically blissful life? Are there some small steps to incorporate into your life to make it more satisfying? I encourage you to write these answers down and play with your thoughts.

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It’s time to create a new paradigm that honors us as Goddesses living bliss!  The first ingredient to a decadently blissful life is to realize that you’re worth it.  That’s it. You’re worth the time, the energy, and the money (though bliss doesn’t have to be expensive).  Next time you’re in front of a mirror, look yourself in the eyes and do this repeat these simple affirmations…or post them on the wall to read throughout the week:

“I forgive and release the blocks that keep me in fear, confusion, shame, and worry.  I forgive myself for ever having deprived myself from the Divine blessings.  I am worth it, and I  wholeheartedly surrender to bliss.  I welcome the Universe to fully bless me with as much bliss as possible!”

“Bliss is my birthright.”

“My flavor is the best flavor for me. My dance is the right dance for me.”

“I surrender to this moment’s bliss. I can always let go and find peace.”

Or, make up your own bliss-firmations, and say them every time you look at gorgeous you.  Finding bliss doesn’t take time or space; it’s a state–it just takes some practice.  So you don’t have to be a stay-at-home mom to achieve it–we can tap into bliss in under two seconds!  Try it right now.  Think of something fun, funny, that makes your heart sing, or just try on a smile and feel the bliss come.  Remembering your favorite cute baby sometimes helps.  It also helps to look in your eye and forgive yourself, all others, and all energies that have ever blocked you from experiencing your bliss.  I forgive you Allan, for wanting me to be the perfect boring student!  I forgive you mom, for wanting me to wear the itchy sweater because it looked cute!

Yummy Goddess Bliss Plans
To create a Goddess Bliss Plan, all you have to do is set an objective: how and why are you going to generate abundant, decadent, ridiculous amounts of bliss in this lifetime?  Then, create a plan to manifest and maintain your bliss.  To do so, I suggest setting weekly, monthly, and annual bliss goals. For instance, this week I will take a hot tub daily, go for three excursions outside in nature, dance often, and give myself a neck massage nightly before bed.  Monthly, I will get my toes painted and call my amazing friend Lori in Omaha, NE, who always brings more bliss to my life. Annually, I will go to Bali, because it is the Bliss Goddess Capital! Write down your Goddess Bliss Plan, and share it here with the rest of us. I’d love to be inspired with more blissful options!

Bliss by the Bowlful  - A Recipe to Live for:
Raw organic cacao nibs, coconut butter, banana, frozen berries, soaked wildcrafted goji berries, pure water, organic vanilla extract.

Mix all ingredients in a powerful blender until creamy and smooth. Serve with a garnish that makes you feel goddessy.  It’s required! I like hibiscus flowers, mint leaves, raspberries, or a puff of whipped cream.  Add a hit of bliss, and sit back on the chez lounge for a few goddessy moments….ahh.  Enjoy!  Much bliss to you this month.

Bliss: our pure and perfect essence blended with Universal love coming from Spirit.

Blissfully (how else?),

Amanda

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Owning Your Emotions: Sitting In The Sadness

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

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"Contemplation" by Kate Long Stevenson

Dearest Pinkies, please welcome back our very own Megan Monique Harner. Tell you what, Pinkies, the girl hasn’t spent a lot of years on the planet in this particular lifetime, but has certainly been around this way several times before. We invite you to bask, as we did, in her wisdom, love, and gentleness. Enjoy!

With the endless commercials for depression medications, constant talk of finding our true joy and passion in life, and the ever-so-challenging search for our Mojo, it is easy to get lost in a whirlwind of questions like, “Why am I not happy?” “How do I get to where they are?” and “What is wrong with me?”

This past week was an emotional roller coaster for me. Mind you, I have nothing to really be sad about — food is in my belly, I have friends that love me, a fantastic job and a promising future. But for some reason, I just couldn’t pull myself out of this feeling of sadness that overcame me.

So, all week long, I sat with it. I asked my sadness questions:

  1. Why are you here? Why now?
  2. What can I gain from your consumption of my brain, heart and being?
  3. When are you going to leave me?

The sadness never really answered me back, but my subconscious did. The inner Goddess was whispering, “It’s alright little Pinkie, your body needed this sadness to know it is still alive and is growing and expanding as we speak. This too shall pass.”  In the midst of listening to my inner Goddess, I was able to be in the sadness. Although I didn’t understand what had come over me, I was able to accept the fact that the sadness was there, let it do what it needed to, and eventually leave. I like to imagine that the sadness was the water fertilizing the soil of my soul. (Not so sad anymore, is it?)

Don’t get me wrong Pinkies, in no way am I belittling depression or loss of Mojo — those are both very real, very different, very valid things. However, we are merely humans trying to get by on a daily basis, live our dreams, find our joy, and have loving, authentic connections with one another. We are all going to have our down days, our down weeks and sometimes, yes, our down months. The important thing to keep in mind is that nothing lasts forever, and as sure as there are bumps in the road, there are just as many straightaways.

The next time you feel the sadness coming over you, don’t be afraid of it- embrace it. There are no coincidences in life — each encounter, emotion, and interaction that comes into play is helping to create our “Big Picture” into existence. We cannot always see what lies ahead, but rest assured, the Universe will not steer us wrong.

Let It Be,

Megan Monique

Owning Your Inner Goddess: Opening Your Heart to Receive Hathor’s Nurturing Message

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009

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Hey Pinkies! Please welcome Mojo Mentor Shannon Elsom, the Pink Guru of the Goddess Within, and founder of Through Thick And Thin. Each month, Shannon will be introducing us to a different goddess and advising us on how to best embrace and nurture those aspects of ourselves. (How lucky are we?) Enjoy this delicious post, and we look forward to more. Take it away, Guru Goddess …

Introducing Hathor

In Egyptian mythology, Hathor is a Goddess of the Sky. She is the embodiment of the Milky Way… a celestial waterway that ancient Egyptians revered as the Nile of the heavens. Hathor is associated with the mothering energy of the cow. She is often depicted as a golden cow adorned with stars or woman bearing a cow’s head. Other images show Hathor as a Goddess of great beauty crowned with a headdress of horns embracing the orb of the sun to represent her beloved, Ra, The Sun God. Her domain is motherhood. Hathor’s symbolism is ripe in the flow of amniotic fluid that carries the gift of newborn life in its current. To invoke Her is to be nurtured by Mama’s milk. As we open our hearts to Hathor’s energy our receptivity awakens.

Our Nurturing Side

Each one of us has a maternal side, regardless of our gender. We naturally connect to this nurturing quality when it comes to caring for others. We feel fulfilled in sharing our energy with loved ones. We find meaning in birthing our dreams into being. However, in the dynamics of energy, there must be a balance of give and take. If we continually expend our energy nourishing others and our many projects with the milk of our goblet, never returning to the healing well within to refill our cup, we become parched. Our receptive channels become blocked. With everything going out and nothing coming back in to sustain us, we become depleted. As much as we may want to share our presence and gifts with those dear to us, we have nothing left to give when our vessel runs dry.

Many feel guilty about making their self-care a priority, mistaking it as a selfish act. The truth is there is nothing more unselfish than receiving with grace and gratitude. We know how wonderful we feel when we give to others. Why would we want to rob our loved ones from experiencing the joy of giving back to us? It is essential that we learn the art of receiving if we are to restore balance in our lives. When we are renewed, we have more to offer. Instead of giving to others out of a sense of obligation or in a spirit of resentment, we move from a space of abundance. There is more than enough love and care to go around. Everyone benefits in the receiving.

Owning Balance

Like nature, we have our cycles and it is important that we honor those inner rhythms. As the ocean ebbs and flows, so do our needs. When the tide is high, sharing that wealth of energy feels good. The paradox is that in the giving, we often receive. It is equally vital that we respect our waning cycle by heeding the wisdom to turn within, reflect and restore. It’s natural to work in harmony with this rhythm. To step off beat is to welcome imbalance in. Everything in the natural world respects Mama Nature’s brilliant design. Observe nature and notice how it doesn’t resist the current, but surrenders to the flow. Sunlight yields to the cloak of night. The stark grayness of winter gives way to the fresh colorful burst of life in spring. The bear accepts the end to a season of activity and settles in for hibernation. All of nature is a divine dance… a partnership of interchanging energies… each one playing the role of both leader and follower. Can you imagine the imbalance that would result if the sun insisted it lead and never agreed to yield to the rising of the moon? Human beings are the one aspect of nature putting up a fight. We constantly strive to be ‘on’. In our society, the need to slow down and catch our breath is viewed as a weakness. We have become disconnected from the wisdom that there is a time to yield, soften, open and receive. We have become so mired in our perpetual grasping that we have forgotten how to let go. Letting go is not defeat, but salvation.

My Story

I am sympathetic of the challenge this poses. Receiving can seem complex to the doers of the world. I am a caregiver. I have always been the type of person to put others’ needs before my own. This is strongly rooted in my conditioning and religious upbringing. After all, isn’t giving selflessly the right thing to do? I have begun to wonder if the act of selfless giving is not an illusion. In reality, when we give we do receive something in return whether it is praise for being such a kind person, approval from others, or even the feeling of happiness that fills our hearts when we extend a helping hand. For many years a martyr paradigm ruled my life. My spirituality became entangled in the false notion that compassion was equivalent to the sacrifice of my personal needs. I have untangled many of the threads of these limiting beliefs. However, to say that I have been completely liberated from my early conditioning would be a false statement. I continue to struggle with the holdover of these imbalanced ideals.

I recently admitted and subsequently accepted that I am a workaholic. It was painful for me to acknowledge the truth that I am using work as a distraction from tending to the garden of my soul. There are many areas of my life that need attention. I’ve had blinders on for so long that in recent months my body has begun to scream at me for recognition. I have found myself immersed in a medical crisis. The pain in my body is demanding I pay attention. I have long known intellectually that if you don’t take the time to rest and nurture, life will force you to stop by default. The reality of that statement is now hitting me over the head like a ton of bricks.

For the past 13 years I have worked in the field of healing. Only recently have I become aware of how much I am wrapped up in the identity of being a healer. I have come to see that my definition of what it means to be of service is a driving force in my state of imbalance. I feel a constant pull to give, but I struggle to receive. I think this is an issue that many caregivers wrestle with. When you are a doctor, holistic healer, massage therapist, counselor, parent, teacher, or wear one of the many other ‘hats’ of the service set, it is very seductive to immerse yourself in the identity of a caregiver. While our acts of service infuse our lives with meaning we must be mindful of the sage wisdom, “Healer, heal thy self.” Too often I have flirted with the possibility of burnout in an effort to be all things to all people. I have nearly run myself into the ground in a vain attempt to uphold my identity as a healer.

Return to Mojo Retreat

I have decided to tap into my source of internal nurturing by creating a, “Return to Mojo Retreat”. It will be time for me to tune in and open my receiving channels. From November 1st through the 9th I will be putting the to-do list aside. All pressing matters will find their place on the backburner. I’m turning off the computer. I’m holding all calls except the one from my soul calling me to unplug from all the ‘shoulds’ in order to create space for restoration. I am not in the financial position to travel to a posh resort or visit a luxury spa so I plan on bringing the retreat to me. I will create a healing oasis in the comfort of my home. There will be the preparation of exquisite meals centered on nourishing whole foods. The sublime bliss of a daily yoga and meditation practice will be essential. I will welcome in the grounding energy of the natural world by engaging in nature walks and hikes. Pampering treatments will be a must… no retreat would be complete without them. I am scheduling both a hot stone massage and acupuncture session. I’m also looking forward to freeing up time to nurture my creative side with crafting and dance. I will be drinking deeply from my healing well within so when I return to day to day life, I can do so with more balance, presence and awareness. It is my desire to establish a lifestyle that affords me the opportunity to share with others while maintaining my self-care as a priority. The retreat will be a potent step in facilitating this new direction.

Nurturing Ourselves

I encourage all pinkies to call upon your inner Hathor. Open your heart and listen to the message She shares. Does the Goddess within need your nurturing love? Have you fallen to the bottom of your priority list? Create space in your life for self-care. Nourish yourself with the luxury of a retreat. You may not be able to steal away for a week at this time, but you can create an island of peace within each and every day. Open yourself to receiving some of the love and attention that you give so freely to others. Make a commitment to yourself. Decide how much time you can free up for your personal care and make it as equal a priority as your other responsibilities. Be honest about your limits. You don’t have to say ‘yes’ to everyone and everything. It’s ok to say ‘no’. It’s also acceptable to ask for help when you need it. Seeking support from our loved ones is not a sign of weakness, but strength. Let those who love you experience the gift of returning some of the care you have lavished upon them. Allow them the space to demonstrate their affection for you. Let friends watch the kids for the evening so you can enjoy some grown up time. Ask your family to help you manage some of those responsibilities so you can have space to nurture yourself. Take steps to create a life that supports you on every level. The first step is the biggest one and it involves you asking for what you need.

The Mojo Bag:

At the next available opportunity give yourself some time to reflect on what is meaningful to you. What areas of your life are seeking attention? What parts of you are calling out for nurturing? Where are you blocked? What care are you in need of?

Mama needs a brand new bag loaded with all the ingredients required to whip up her mojo. Find an attractive cloth sack to serve as your mojo bag. Choose an eye-catching fabric. You want your mojo bag to have an air of specialness. Gift bags work quite well for this. Make sure the sack is large enough to fit a stack of index cards inside. Creative types can invoke Hathor’s love of the arts by designing mojo bags of their own. Using a stack of index cards, create your personalized mojo deck. Assign each index card a gift of self-care. Explore your imagination for ways that you can give back to yourself. If you feel playful you can even draw images on each card to give your deck the stamp of your creative touch. Some ideas for cards to get your mojo juices flowing…

  • Take a nap just because.
  • Indulge in a mineral bath in the comfort of your own tub.
  • Rent a funny movie and laugh yourself silly.
  • Carve out time for crafting.
  • Spend some still moments in your favorite nature spot.
  • Dance around your living room to the music you loved as a teenager.

Once you have created your deck you can store it in your bag for safe keeping. Keep your mojo bag in a special place and draw from the deck freely and frequently. If you have an altar, your mojo bag would find a lovely home there. Make a commitment to draw at least three cards each week. Pamper yourself with the self-care activities you draw from the deck. Invite your intuition in. Before selecting a card, ask you inner Goddess to guide you to what is most needed in your life at this time. Sink your hand into the bag and let your fingers skim the surface of the deck. You will know which cards are meant for you. This helps open your receiving channels so you can glean the wisdom of your internal guidance.

As you do all other priorities in your life, pencil these self-care gifts in. I suggest starting with three cards a week to encourage approachability. If you were to dive right in and draw a daily card, you may feel overwhelmed. This would be stress-building, not releasing. Make the experience of giving back to yourself a pleasure so you can truly receive the blessing of this ‘me’ time.

Open your heart to receive Hathor’s nurturing message. By allowing yourself to receive you open the gateway for the intuitive healer within to enter your field of awareness. In caring for ourselves we become full. Our cup runneth over, brimming with a storehouse of energy that allows us to share more of authentic selves with the ones we love.

Owning Our Power: The Owning Pink Home Altar Building Workshop

Tuesday, August 18th, 2009

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Hey Pinkies! Joy here, excited to tell you about the incredible Pink workshop that took place this past weekend.

Owning Your Power: Create a Home Altar and Manifest Your Authentic Life
On Saturday, seven mojo-seeking Pinkies gathered to create living, breathing, powerful manifestations of our highest selves. Under the leadership of Pink Goddess altar builder and laughter yoga instructor Carmela Carlyle, and Pink Doctor of Mojo Lissa Rankin, we released what no longer served, called in what we wished to manifest, and created exquisite home altars.

Letting Go
At the outset of the workshop, Carmela invited us to let go. Just … let go. The concept is perhaps best summed up by a poem she read by Ernest Holmes:

lettinggo1She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.

She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.

She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go… She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.

She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.

She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.balloons

No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.

There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.

At this point, we were positively rearing to let go. Privately, we wrote down a sentence or two about what it was we wanted to jettison from our beings for the remainder of the day – if not our lives – in order to make space about that which we hoped to invite in with our altars. Mine had to do with ego – my sense of separation from other humans, in the interest of inviting compassion in. Once our statements were written, we were invited to crumple them into balls, throw them into a basket and be rid of them once and for all.

We then were invited to let go of something physical. Each Pinkie had been asked to bring an item from home – something that had served us in the past and was no longer necessary to us to move forward. I brought a postcard that I had picked up several years ago in an art gallery in Sausalito – one with a quote by Thoreau reminding me to “live the life I imagined.” For years, it served as a beacon to me – it was on that trip that I came to know that one day I’d live an impossible seeming dream life in the bay area. Each time I looked at the card, I felt it calling me home. Now that I am living here, doing work that fills my heart every day, I thought I’d pass it on to someone else who needed the message in their own lives. There were small statues of powerful warrior woman, a harmonica to remind us not to take things too seriously, art work and other creations, talismans … all passed in a circle so that each Pinkie could love and honor each object, and then thrown into the basket to be used by someone else in the room on their altar.

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What the Heck is a Home Altar, Anyway?
Despite our eager presence at the workshop, many of us weren’t quite sure what exactly we were doing there. (“Home altar! Yes! Wait, what is that?”) Prior to her current incarnation as a laughter yoga instructor, Carmela had helped others build home altars professionally for decades. She shared the meaning of the word “altar,” which is from the Latin “altare,” or, “to place on high.” Altars are about honoring that which we value in both our inner and outer worlds. They are not about religion, necessarily, nor are they exclusively spiritual. At their essence, they are a representation of parts of us that we wish to elevate, to develop, and to honor. Check out this video taken by Pink Giggle Coach Christa Scalies for more on how home altars work.

A Work in Progress
Since altars are alive, just like us, they’re never finished. Though we would each be leaving that day with an altar in our possession, it was going to be something that we’d always be adding to, changing, embellishing, decorating, feeding, watering, and interacting with. One Pinkie breathed a huge sigh of relief – she had planned to come and simply observe – she didn’t want to create an altar because she knew there was no way she could build a perfect one. With a new sense of freedom and increased enthusiasm, we moved from our circle and into the studio space.

Getting to Work
Now that space had been made in our souls, it was time to call in our powerful higher selves to be represented on our altars through objects of our choosing. Carmela and her friend, assemblage artist Liz Vaughn, had mojo-loads of beautiful, weird, and wonderful objects that we could purchase for our altars. There were vessels of all shapes and sizes made of glass, metal, stone, and shell; vintage costume jewelry; cards; dice; Buddhas; glass eggs; boxes; candles, and lots more. Also for our use was a plethora of paints, fabrics, stickers, glitter, beads, markers, decals … this was a serious spiritual playdate! We dove in, painting and bejeweling and ribboning and decorating the altar bases that had been built for us by Matt, Lissa’s Pink God of a husband. We reached into the basket of items our fellow Pinkies had surrendered, letting our intuition guide us to the perfect Pink object. I received a small metal pendant with the word “dance” cut out of it. For me, this object was a reminder that this life – my trip on this planet – is about having fun, being fascinated, being childlike, being free. I glued it on the top of my altar, front and center.

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Time to Breathe
Despite  repeated reminders from Carmela that altars are NEVER done (to get our altar “right” in the few hours we had to create it would be like saying we’d done everything we’d ever wanted to do in life, flawlessly, within the space of a year. Impossible!), we were so engrossed in getting our altars decorated just the way we wanted that there was a general sense of dismay when we were told that it was time to take a break. Reluctantly, we were sent outside for a twenty minute silent walking meditation. We wandered silently and en masse around beautiful downtown Mill Valley. Carmela had invited us to retrieve an object from nature to include on our altars to acknowledge the turning of the seasons.

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The Finishing (or Beginning!) Touches
We returned to Clear Center with fresh air in our lungs and fresh eyes with which to view our altars. Having been less than satisfied with my altar prior to heading outdoors, I was actually quite pleased with what I saw when I got back. There was even a perfect place between the two spirals I had painted on which to place the red, green, and yellow leaves I had gathered outside. We then set to work placing and arranging the power items we had received from each other, brought from home, and purchased from Carmela and Liz upon our altars. In what seemed like no time, what began as seven stark white mini-tables had become seven works of gorgeous, rich, complex and highly spiritual art. But (thankfully!) there was still a long way to go.

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Bringing the Altars to Life
It is important that altars have the four elements represented on them: fire, water, salt to signify earth, and a feather to signify air. Also, we were invited to bring a food offering to our altar (things that are alive of course need to be fed) – nuts, fruit, chocolate, and tea were among theelements offerings Pinkies fed their altars. Carmela introduced her home made essential oil sprays to involve scent in the ritual, and burned sage – each of us taking turns “smudging” our altar space and cleansing ourselves with the smoke.

Dedication and Closing
Then, in the Pink spirit of community, we each spent a moment in front of each altar, giving love to and receiving energy from the altar, acknowledging and honoring it. Each altar thusly blessed, we gathered around a pile of goddess cards. Guided by our intuition, we selected a goddess with a message that tied into what the day and our altar meant to us. With my eyes shut tightly, I chose Isolt, the goddess of undying love. I had dedicated the day to my grandmother, whose birthday it was. She’d passed eight years ago, and I know that the person I am now would have been great friends with the person she always was. Isolt reminded me that the love is there, and the relationship is still growing and developing, despite the fact that Gram and I are now on different sides of the border to the spirit world. Incidentally, Lissa chose the card of Mary Magdalene, goddess of unconditional love. The two of us were sitting at the head and foot of the table, sort of book-ending the moment with the representations of our Pink love.

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Finally, with affirmations, blessings, and thanks given to the universe, our minds full of possibility and bodies full of newfound mojo, we packed our altars and headed back to our separate worlds.

Tempted to Make a Home Altar?
What about you, Pinkies? Are you inspired? I have to say I haven’t stopped thinking about my altar since the workshop. Every object I see is now a candidate to sit on my altar, next to the soapstone elephant and in front of the purple glass bud vase. The existence of the altar compels me to look at every object I see in terms of its symbolism in my life. But you don’t need a bevy of assemblage items, art supplies, and pre-made altar bases to have your altar building day. Start gathering things from your home, from your friends, from nature. Grab a cardboard box, some glitter, and some acrylic paints. Items representing the four elements can be found anywhere, and the important thing to remember is your intention for your altar. What are you ready to release? What would you like to manifest? How can a home altar help you manifest your desires, and Own your Power?

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The altar at Owning Pink headquarters

Big Pink thanks to altar goddess Carmela, to Liz for her phenomenal altar goodies, to Christa for taking the video, to Pink God Matt, and of course to the Pink Doctor of Mojo, and to all the Pinkies who brought their spirits and creativity to make the day so rich, so colorful, and so complete.

Blessed be,

Joy

Harmony Festival: A Giant Shot of MOJO

Sunday, August 16th, 2009

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I wrote this ages ago and simply forgot to post it. Bunches of you were curious what the Harmony Festival is Santa Rosa was all about, so here are the details so you can put it on your calendar for next year!

This week, I left work behind and spent two days enjoy the Harmony Festival in Santa Rosa, California (which my three year old Siena calls “The Hominy Vegetable”- tee hee).  For those who couldn’t make it, I wanted to share a little of the groovy love you missed. Since I’ve never been to a Dead show or Burning Man, I figure this is as close as I’m gonna get- and DAMN, it was fun!  Contact high aside, I just loved the peaceful vibe, the Goddessy energy, the inspired music, the raw foods, and the kick-ass people watching. Made me feel like a total PINK GODDESS with majo MOJO!

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The festival was divided up into the Healing Sanctuary, the Crafters Village, the Kids Village, the Harmony Altar, the Goddess Grove, the Eco Village, and the Wellness Pavilion. Guess which was my favorite? (Bueller….Bueller….) YOU GUESSED! Yup, it was the Goddess Grove, where Siena and I got our faces painted by way cool Pink Goddess Ronnie.

facepainting smallThe Red Tent, where they did programs for Moms and their adolescent daughters, was a way cool place to chill out, meditate, draw and appreciate your Yoni, and absorb the energy of awesome Goddesses. In fact, there was massive Goddess energy everywhere in the Goddess Grove.  Even Matt loved the girly vibe there. I had to drag him out kicking and screaming (Okay, so Matt loves women. He’s never been a drag-your-knuckles, let’s-watch-sports kind of dude. He’s much more at home with the Goddesses. Lucky me!)lissaredtentsmall

The other two places I loved were the Harmony Altar and the Healing Sanctuary. The Harmony Altar was a six-pointed star meditation tent surrounded by a series of altars- the release altar, the grief altar, the growing altar, and so on. We passed by it, and Siena said, “I want to meditate!” I asked her if she knew what meditation was, and she shook her head. When I told her it means you have to be still and quiet, she said, “I wanna be still and quiet,” so off we went to the meditation tent.meditation tent small I have to give her credit. While she wasn’t still, she was indeed quiet. She poked around the tent, peaking at the meditating folks, but mostly enjoyed lying on pillows, closing her eyes, and snuggling with us.  Nothing like a bit of down time in the middle of a crowded festival- my kind of festival!  Me, I did the altar rounds, writing things I wanted to release on slips of paper to add to the bowl that would be burned later, and writing what I still grieve to honor those I’ve lost.  Lovely.release altar small

The Healing Sanctuary had a hanging bed (that Siena totally freaked out over- couldn’t get her off it without a fit), massage therapists, energy healers, sound healers, and all sorts of other goodness.hangingbedsmall

Of course, needless to say, Siena’s fave was the Kid’s Village, where she laughed to a magic show, played in a giant caterpillar float, and decorated a car with recycled magic markers.

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My favorite performer at the Harmony Festival was Astarius Miracularus (isn’t that the best name? Aren’t you jealous you don’t have it? I am!)  Astarius, a sound healer, played the digeridoo over in the Healing Sanctuary, and I sat up front to make sure I got fully healed by his beautiful tones.  What started as a small crowd of meditating folks turned into a huge ring of soulful spirits who listened to Astarius and his Acension rap, which was like beautiful performance poetry but in the form spiritual teaching. The energy he created under that bamboo temple was holy. Can’t really describe it in words, but if you ever get the chance to see him, you’ll see what I mean. Way cool PINK God. I bought 2 CD’s.

My other fave was Matisyahu, the Hasidic Jew reggae singer, who kicked some reggae butt.  But his was more of the big stage thing.  Astarius in the bamboo temple was more my style.  What about you? Any of you go to the Harmony Festival? What did you like? I had a three year old in tow, so unfortunately we couldn’t stay for Michael Franti and India Arie, the singers I most wanted to see, since we had to get Siena home to bed. Bummer (but oh, she’s so worth it!)

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What To Eat?

You gotta love an outdoor festival where you have a hard time choosing between the multiple vegan, even raw, foods.  I chose Lydia’s Lovin’ Foods, where I had the raw marinated curred veggies with raw “rice.” YUM!  At another Bliss booth, we snacked on raw hummus, a raw “taco” with nut pate, and a veggie nori roll. Wow- choices! Gotta love that (but Lydia’s was the bomb!)lydiaslovinfoodssmall

What To Drink?

So there was plenty of beer and organic wine around, but around mid-day in the hot sun, Matt and I were missing our green juices and were fortunate to discover the Billy’s Infinity Greens booth.  They were serving up ice cold green superfoods drinks- we had three cups each and bought two big containers to take with us next week when we’ll be away from our trusty juicer. That way, although we won’t have easy access to kale, cucumber, celery, and sprouts, we’ll still have spirulina, blue-green algae, stinging nettles, maca root, goji berry, acai berry, kelp, dulse, probiotics, essential fatty acids, and all kinds of other good green stuff.billysinfinitygreens smallWill we come back next year? My PINK crystal ball tells me yes, indeed.

Groovy PINK Love to you,

Lissa
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