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Walking for Peace, an inner journey

Today, I begin reading our book WALKING FOR PEACE, AN INNER JOURNEY.

Chapter by chapter I will read, and post it all in the YouTube folder (below). Here is the full Playlist.

There is a power in speaking words out loud, in speaking the stories rather than simply reading them.

I hope you will take this journey with me, and enjoy these stories.

All my best,

Mony

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George Floyd, Coronavirus and the Breath

Mony Dojeiji

As I look out on the world, I can’t help but reflect that the largest triggering events of these past months – coronavirus and George Floyd – have to do with the breath.

We can live without food or water for short periods of time (fasting). Some claim to live for years purely from the energy found in sunlight and all living things (the ancient practice of breatharianism or inedia).

But we cannot live without the breath.

It is our life force: our first act at birth, and our final act at death.

Many teachings and stories of creation make reference to the idea that we were breathed into being, that we were animated by the breath of God, given life as a demonstration of the most precious gift a God Love could offer its beloved child. So accustomed are we to this gift that we barely recognize it… until it is lacking in us.

Since I believe that the outer world is nothing more than a projection of my inner world, and I see that there are conditions that are literally taking our breath away, I have to ask myself:

What is happening WITHIN ME that is showing up as the inability to breathe?

What am I doing to suppress and oppress my own life force? To cut off my own breath?

I appreciate this is a hard pivot for many reading this, to look at myself as the SOURCE of what I am seeing in my world; but I believe the liberation and freedom we are seeking in the outer world must begin by looking at what’s keeping it covered in our inner world.

So how am I covering my own life force? How am I cutting off my own supply of oxygen, of vital nourishment? How am I suppressing the flow of all that gives life, joy, fulfillment, meaning, communion?

Every judgment, every criticism, every ounce of hatred that I hurl at another…cuts off my life force, which sees only love in another.

Every thought, every idea, every belief that I stridently defend that my gender, race, economic status, social status entitles me to certain privileges…. suppresses my life force, which sees all life as blessed.

Every decision that I make that looks after my needs and “rights” at the expense of everyone else’s… is an attack on my life force, which sees all life as equal.

Every time I neglect my God-given talents and enslave myself to a job that kills my spirit but gives me “security”… chokes my life force, because our spirits are inherently free.

Every time I clutch my purse a little tighter or cross the street when I see someone who looks different from me or move to another seat on the bus… is a tightening on the flow of my life force, which wants to close the gaps among brothers.

Every time I stop listening to my heart and start following my fears down their interminable rabbit holes…I squash my life force, which seeks only to express love.

Every time I tighten my iron grip on control and build walls around my heart, I choke the most powerful aspect of my life force and the purpose of life: to be one with my Creator, to surrender all, and simply rest in a love and forgiveness that restores all.

In all these ways, and more, do we cut off the vital flow of our life force.

So heavy and persistent and insidious are these attacks on our life force, is it any wonder that they show up in our outer world the way that they do?

As we slowly kill our spirits inwardly, we see the effects outwardly, playing out like a movie on the screen of our lives our deepest anguish and unbridled fury at our self-imposed enslavement.

Of course we can’t breathe!

We are trying to convince ourselves of a story of existence that we’ve been told that our souls simply know isn’t true:

That somehow we are separate from one another and, of course, separate from our Creator.

And with that story, we choke our life force.

Today it’s coronavirus and George Floyd. Tomorrow, it will be another pandemic or tragedy. But all of it nothing more than the playing out of a story so deeply buried in our subconscious that we are barely even aware of it.

That’s why the work of transformation is inner first.

That’s why this moment is so incredibly sacred. It is the time of our personal liberation.

We are shedding all that blinds us to who we truly are:

Brothers and sisters of one God, equal in its eyes, free, here to love, to unleash our glory and share our brilliance with the world.

We are also one with that God Love. It’s is impossible to be separate from God. Why?

Because every time we breathe, we are taking in God. We are taking in life, the precious gift bestowed by a loving Parent upon its beloved child.

In every breath is our rebirth.

Let us breathe in together, my friends, and let this breath – born anew in every instant – be the reminder of the truth of who we are.

Let our life force be nourished by this truth.

Love, always 🙏💖
Mony

P.S. Yes, you are welcome to share this message. 🥰

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FREE DOWNLOAD Walking for Peace - until 11/11/2020

Dear friends and pilgrims,

We know this is a time of introspection and inner journeying for many of us, a (forced) time of isolation where, in addition to our physical well-being, we are grappling with our mental, emotional and spiritual well-being, asking questions that perhaps we haven’t dared ask in a long time.

We have left our “normal world” behind, instinctively knowing that it is forever gone, and are on a journey with many unknowns, facing many fears and questioning the very meaning of all that we hold to be true and sacred. We may not know where we end up, but we know that we will be forever changed.

We are essentially on pilgrimage! Welcome...

This is inner terrain that Alberto and I have tread, wrestling with many of the existential questions that many of us are now facing. We did it during our pilgrimages on the Camino, and later walking from Rome to Jerusalem.

We offer you, during these times of many unknowns, our lived experiences walking through those questions, and the many lessons and revelations that resulted from them. 

That’s what our book “Walking for Peace, an inner journey” is all about.

We are offering the e-book editions – in English, Spanish and Mandarin Chinese – for free, as our gift and contribution to these evolving times. 

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May these books serve your inner journeys.

All our love, and buen camino!

~Mony and Alberto  

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All Things Want to be Seen

"All things want to be seen"

I woke up in the middle of the night a few days ago with that phrase in my mind, remnants of a dream I don’t recall, but that had to do with a conversation around coronavirus. I wonder why...🤔

I’ve reflected on this phrase often, but haven’t been able to put my finger on exactly what it wanted to say. What needs to be seen?

Our fears? Clearly…

Our capacity to love? We’re certainly seeing that too.

But the longer I sat with this phrase, the more I realized that there is one final thing that wants to be seen, perhaps the one thing we most fear to see;

It feels ancient, a vague memory of something important, an echo of something deeply familiar that eludes us, haunts us, beckons us.

God.

However you define that... Jesus. Allah. Creator. Universal Consciousness. Unconditional Love.

Isn’t that the eternal invitation in this world of illusions in which we live? To open our eyes to see that God has been, is now, and always will be with us? In our hearts, in our minds, in our very cells, if we but allow Him/Her in?

This is the final frontier we are now exploring. For this Star Trek fan, God – not space – is the final frontier! 😀

Because once we accept this, we will finally know, without any doubt, that we are all brothers and sisters on this path, children of the same God.

We would never do to another anything that we would not do to ourselves. Because to harm another is to harm ourselves.

We would bow with reverence before the life we have been given and the Earth upon which we live, and the opportunity to use this life in service to this God and to each other, which is to extend Love into the world.

We would lean on this Love, Wisdom and Power in our times of sorrow and pain, just as a child leans on its loving parent for guidance, support and comfort when it is afraid.

We would know we are safe and ever protected.

This is indeed the final frontier we need to cross, the one that will finally bring us home, to the place we never left.

This is the sacred meaning of the parable of the Prodigal Son.

We are all prodigal children, awakening to this truth:

That no matter what our earthly minds may tell us, we are loved beyond conception and the door to the love, shelter and comfort we seek is eternally open.

We are now being beckoned.

Our eyes are opened.

The lights are on, showing us the way forward.

May we tread this path with confidence, clarity and joy.
~Mony 💖🙏

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Reflections on IWM 2020

Mony Dojeiji

On this day, I join in celebrating the courage and many achievements of women around the world and throughout history who have worked to bring about equality, and acknowledge the work that remains to achieve this equality on all levels.

I also reflect on the deeper meaning of this day, exploring the concepts of feminine and masculine that I and we hold, and our path forwards together as brothers and sisters – one human family – in this life.

On my journey of inner reconciliation and learning to become whole in body, mind and spirit, I’ve had to reconsider my concepts of masculine and feminine.

Love, inclusion, compassion, nurturing, home… why are these the exclusive terrain of women?

Power, dominance, assertiveness, independence… why are these the exclusive terrain of men?

I know women who would be considered “masculine”. Should I celebrate them exclusively because they are women?

I know men who embody the “feminine”. Should I exclude them, just because they are men?

What about the increasing number of individuals who either don’t identify with any one gender or identify with more than one? Where is their place in our celebrations?

The outer focus on gender – while so well intentioned – has, at the same time, distracted us from focusing on developing and harmonizing these qualities within us, independent of gender.

When we talk about the harmful things that some “men”, and even some “women”, have historically done and continue doing, we are really talking about abuse. Principally, abuse – and misuse – of power.

As a woman, I have suffered such abuse at the hands of other women, and I have seen women exercise that power over men. I have also seen men be the shining lights of love and compassion.

This abuse of power – the result of deep separation from truth, harmony, Spirit – is not only limited to gender. We see it manifest in religious divisions, racial inequalities, sexual abuses, economic divisions, social distinctions… and so many more examples.

This is the deep division we must heal. Inside of us.

We all carry the principles of what we consider feminine and masculine within us. The harmonizing and marriage of those energies, to me, is the journey. It is from this marriage – this sacred union – that true power arises:

Power that is fueled by love and wisdom that is at the service of humanity, for the highest good of all.

Love, always. 💖🙏
Mony

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Healer, Heal Thyself

Mony Dojeiji reflection on healing

If there is nothing out there, then who is out there to heal?

I have pondered this question often, and have hesitated sharing my reflections because I have friends and family who are healers in all fields – medical, psychological, spiritual – and it is terrain that I respect and honour.

When I began my journey of awakening, I read everything related to healing. I was studying to go to medical school, even though it wasn’t really my passion or calling. But I had an interest in the human body, which led me to exploring what healing and wholeness means beyond the domain of the physical body.

As I understood that we are essentially energy, I began working with energy, directing it through me into my hands to whoever requested it. I was always clear, however, that I was merely the conduit and that the Energy (which I understood to be Love) knew exactly what it needed to do. My only role was to allow it to flow, as openly and purely as possible, unobstructed by my expectations and ideas about healing.

But as my own spiritual practice deepened, and as I began to understand that what I was seeing in my world was a PROJECTION of my inner world onto the screen of my life, I began to ask that difficult question:

If I’m the source of what’s in my experience, then what is this person with illness (cancer, diabetes, disorders, trauma, etc.) doing in my life?

Where is this projection coming from? And why?

To look within ME as the SOURCE of the “sick people” in my life shook me to the core and was a radical shift in my thinking because it was suggesting that:

The person in my life with cancer? I put them there.

The person with severe anxiety and trauma? I put them there.

The person who only spoke of illness and disease? I put them there.

It felt ridiculous to even consider that I would be putting these people in my life, in my experience. Why would I do that? What possible motive could I have?

To acknowledge, let alone accept and take 100% responsibility for this, has been a journey all its own!

Every so slowly, however, I began to unravel their purpose – their loving purpose – and the incredible gift these individuals were offering me, simply by showing up in my life.

They are the agents through which I am able to see and free the pain inside me.

And in liberating myself, I liberate them.

The deeply-rooted traumas, beliefs, programs, memories that I have around health and wholeness and WHO I AM are buried in my subconscious – way beyond the reach of my everyday mind.

When I feel afraid, impatient, dismissive, judgmental, distant, withholding, filled with tragedy – the range of emotions that show up when I’m with those individuals – that’s my clue that these subconscious programs are knocking on the door of my heart and asking to be freed. To be whole. To be returned to Love.

These individuals have taken on the loving task of showing me all the blockages to wholeness that exist within me, so that I may love them (the blockages) free.

And there is nothing in this Universe that I can Love free that isn’t freed everywhere.

Because we are all connected. We are all One.

Is there anything more loving that I can do to honour the precious gift of their presence - their True Self - than to do the inner work of healing the trauma at its source, which is within me?

That, to me, is how Love – and healing – works.

It’s a big task, for it requires me to be constantly in the present moment, aware of – and completely accepting of – whoever shows up in my experience.

If I see news about someone with cancer or any other illness, I am already clearing within me.

If I meet someone who tells me of their difficulties (physical, mental, emotional, spiritual), I’m clearing.

When someone comes to see me for a personal session, I’m clearing before I even see them.

I’m clearing within ME (in my subconscious mind) whatever has brought them into my experience, whatever binds us in less-than-wholeness. I do this work in the silence of my heart, and in connection with Spirit.

When I am with this person – if I need to be with them at all – I am fully present. I know my spaces are filled with Love. And that the energies that need to come through me at the moment – be they in words or in stillness – are Perfect.

That's the only healing work I do today. There is nothing out there.

Can you imagine what would happen if we all did this within ourselves for the “sick” people in our lives? If all healers did this inner work before even seeing a patient? Would the patients even still be sick?

So many questions to ponder… and revelations to be made on this journey.

Love, always. 🙏💞
Mony

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(r)Evolutions

Mony Dojeiji - on the path

Watching the news these days is not for the faint of heart. The speed and complexity of events are dizzying. We seem to be riding a wave of emotions that never quite reaches shore, in a world that seems to be fraying at the seams.

It’s impossible to tune out completely, unless you isolate yourself from the world. Although important to do, I also believe we’re here to engage with the world in a meaningful way rather than try to escape it.

The question always becomes: what can I possibly do?

When I walked to Jerusalem, I was DOING something, responding to a situation (9/11) that left me feeling vulnerable and afraid. My pilgrimage for peace would be my contribution to the forces and energies of peace.

But I certainly wasn’t a person at peace.

I was full of judgments. I had so many expectations. So many rigid ideas of right and wrong, my way or no way. (Just ask Alberto! LOL) So many fears. So much anger at what I perceived as injustices in the world and those perpetrating it.

My big dream when I arrived in Jerusalem was to spark a massive march for peace, bring together people from all faiths and religions, Israelis and Palestinians, and whoever else wanted to join us in a march demanding peace in the Holy Land. I even wanted to live there, working for the UN or some NGO dedicated to peace.

It certainly didn’t work out that way.

Although my intentions were pure – creating peace – my heart was fractured. Conflicted. Bitter. In pain.

How could such a heart inspire peace in another?

What kind of peace would this heart be creating?

I was so focused on outer action, though, that I didn’t see this right away. The journey and its myriad experiences revealed these – and many more – truths to me, along with what was perhaps the most difficult to accept:

There is nothing out there.

It is ALL inside of you, revealing itself to you so that you may acknowledge it, accept it and liberate it.

The priest that I judged and criticized for turning us away was the loving opportunity to heal the fears, expectations and judgments within me.

The woman who brought me to tears because I couldn’t live up to her expectations of how a good pilgrim should behave was the loving opportunity to heal the wounded child within me.

The few people who mocked or dismissed my pilgrimage were the loving opportunity to stand confidently in my truth and to speak it with open heart, even as it was still forming within me.

The days and nights of anxiety and uncertainty when we didn’t know if we would have a roof over our heads were the loving opportunity to have faith in what we couldn’t see, and to know that a Great Love is always at work.

This was the true journey. The transformation that was taking place. So that Peace and Love would find a home within me. And inspire my action in the world.

THAT is the inner (r)evolution.

And the source of all outer (r)evolutions.

Gandhi. Martin Luther King. Marianne Williamson. They all understood this when they called for a revolution of Love.

And every revolution needs its revolutionaries:

Revolutionaries of Love,

Dissolving the bitterness and barriers within, so that they may be dissolved without.

When our inner walls crumble, the outer walls cannot help but follow suit.

~Mony 💖🙏

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Announcing: Women's Pilgrimage Retreat Weekend May 2-3, 2020 (CANCELLED)

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I'm so pleased to offer a Women's Pilgrimage Retreat at Crow’s Rest in Wakefield, QC on the weekend of May 2-3, 2020!

If you've ever thought of going on the Camino or other sacred journey, but are not sure if it’s for you, this weekend-long retreat will give you a taste of both the outer and inner preparation required.

On Day 1 of the Retreat, my pilgrim friend and mosaic artist Chris Hume will lead a walk from Wakefield to the retreat site, followed by a workshop where you will create your own mosaic-tile yellow arrow.

Day 2 will be spent with me, as I take you through activities and practices to prepare you for your inner pilgrimage journey, and that explore some of the limitations that hold us back from walking in the world with confidence and curiosity rather than fear.

All in the tranquil and restorative setting of the Gatineau Hills.

Preparing your outer and inner yellow arrows!

So, whether your personal quest is taking you to the Camino, or you wish to explore the meaning of being a pilgrim in this grand pilgrimage called life... then this weekend is for you, and maybe a few of your friends!

Please see the link for details. 👇There's a discount if you book before Dec. 31, 2019!

https://crowsrestretreat.com/pilgrimage-retreat.

Thank you and buen camino!
~Mony

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This is Our Story

Each and every one of us, in certain moments of our lives, feels a call.

A call to change, to follow a dream or ideal; at times, even a call towards the unknown, driven by an emptiness that needs to be filled.

Like so many people, we were stuck in our jobs, doing things that paid our bills but didn’t feed our souls.

The golden handcuffs kept us like slaves, and we didn't even know we were enslaved.

We could only dream of being free, and doing what we truly loved.

But what if we took that step, and became explorers of this earth and saw it as a place of wonder, magic and infinite possibility?

And that the whole Universe had our back?

And that we are not merely the reflection staring back at us in the mirror,

but beings of wonder, magic and infinite possibility,

initiates on a journey of the Soul, here to experience, to explore, to awaken, to appreciate, to become whole.

This is our story.

Walking for Peace, an inner journey.
by Mony Dojeiji and Alberto Agraso

A Mystical Frog Pose Moment

I have been a regular practitioner of #yoga for over 25 years. What started out as a complement to my aerobics classes has, over the years, transformed into its own practice of deep breathing that I use off the mat, and of not only physical expansion and flexibility, but emotional, mental and spiritual expansion as well.

The rigid parts have softened. The inflexible ones have yielded. And with each deepening breath, I feel as if I’m bringing renewed Life – Spirit – into the very core of my being.

I practice alone, at home, following a yoga channel I like. There are certain poses that I find challenging, especially those around the hips and low back. Frog Pose is one of them.

I had just finished some deep stretching, and prepared to move into that pose. I positioned my knees and my feet, and dropped my chest to a level that felt comfortable. Usually, it’s not very low, and my ankles don’t reach the ground.

As my breath deepened that day, I felt my hips open up, and my chest drop. My ankles reached the floor. I was momentarily surprised, and so happy at what I thought was progress in my practice. My breath began to deepen, naturally. And as I breathed in appreciation and gratitude for this unexpected opening, I began to cry.

The cries became uncontrollable sobs that wracked my entire body, and caused even more release; which made me sob even harder! LOL

I had no idea what I was crying about, but the tears continued even as I moved on to the final rest pose, where they eventually subsided.

In that place of stillness and calm, I spoke with my heart.

I understood that the iron cage of hardness that I had placed around my core, my Power centre, had opened. I don’t know why, but I had kept that Power firmly locked, fearing that I would either misuse it or wield it without wisdom or compassion.

“It’s not yours to use,” I felt whispered. “It’s being called by the Heart, by Love, by God in you… to arise. It has a role to play, and its time has come. Yours is to allow it to rise to its fullness, so that God Love in the Heart may use it.

God knows how to use this Power as a force for good. Not you.

It is Love that calls this Power forth. Love is the key that liberates the power of creation that lies in your core. It knows how to use it. You just keep your focus on expanding Love in your Heart.

Power is an important aspect of your Being, and is now ready to be integrated in service to the Divine. It is a blessed thing.”

When I finally stood, I felt both solid on the earth and light as a feather, as if my whole body was being lifted. Tingling went down to my toes. I’ve never felt tingling in my toes! LOL I felt physically taller, and marveled at how I was now eye-level with some of the paintings hanging on the wall.

The sensation lasted for hours, and eventually subsided. The opening in my hips, however, has remained.

I have reflected often on this experience, and its teaching. I have read a great deal on kundalini energy and chakras. What I have come to appreciate is that, yes, we can use techniques to awaken different centres in the body; but these centres are sacred. They have a holy purpose. And their purpose is fully unlocked and used to their full potential when Love is entrenched in the Heart.

Love calls upon each centre to awaken – each in its due course and time – in the way that best serves the soul’s spiritual journey. How that happens for each of us is a grand mystery.

I’m not always the most patient of people. I want my spiritual awakening now, please! I want all my chakras activated now, and my transcendental experiences now!

But I’ve come to appreciate the wisdom of the Heart. To allow, rather than to force. To flow, rather than control. To expand Love, with all its unknowns and mysteries, in my life.

May this Love guide you in your journeys. <3
Mony


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The World needs more HEART-fullness

The world needs more heart-fullness.

Hearts bursting with love, compassion, brotherhood;

Which elevate the mind to its fullness;

Lead it to its sacred destination:

The Mind of God.

Where only inspiration exists;

All-possibility;

The one most perfect for you at this moment;

To receive;

Give thanks for;

And put into action.

In service to the world.

Let Love raise your every thought to its highest expression. 🙏💝

~Mony

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Laying Down the Cross

           

  

 

 Today, Alberto and I went for a walk on the path near our home. It had become a ritual to visit a certain bench along the way but, for some reason today, I didn't feel like going.

More accurately, something was telling me to stay behind and let Alberto go alone.

We parted ways on the bridge, agreeing to meet up shortly.

As you can see from the picture, there's a concrete 'ledge' on either side of the bridge. As soon as I stepped onto one side - where the waters run rapidly - a fire truck and ambulance siren began to wail. Loudly. I stopped and waited, understanding this was not the way, for whatever reason.

I crossed the bridge to the other side. Here, the water appeared to be at a standstill, almost stagnant, but as I looked more closely, I noticed that the waters were indeed flowing.

"How true is that," I thought. "The water always knows where it's going. And, inevitably, finds itself merging into more infinite waters. There's wisdom in that flow, and I surrender myself to it."

I stayed for a while longer, appreciating the flow, then turned to leave. At that moment, my eyes caught sight of emerald-coloured beads hanging on the branch beside me.

A rosary.

Without the cross.

Mary holding an infant Jesus on one side.

On the other side, an adult Jesus holding a chalice, from which a heart can be seen and what looks like a fountain coming out of that chalice.

As I held the beads in my hand, I understood the message:

Love. The fountain of life. Abundant. Ever-flowing. Inexhaustible. It abides in the heart of (wo)mankind. It's what nourishes and blesses one, and all. The Holy Grail.

The cross of expectations, obligations, fears, limitations, judgments...all of it, laid down. Transformed by Love into wisdom, understanding, peace.

We all carry one form of cross or another in our lives. The invitation is always there to lay it down. To let Love liberate it so that you may stand - confidently, authentically - as the fully-realized child of the Divine that you are.

Love always, 🙏💕
Mony

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Remembering 9/11

Photo: Andrew Kelly, Reuters

Most of us can recall where we were or what we were doing on this fateful day.

I was in Lebanon, fresh off the Camino, visiting my family after my grandmother’s unexpected passing. I had just come back from a girls’ shopping spree in Beirut and was stepping into the house when my phone rang. My best friend was crying into the phone, trying to explain these attacks in New York, and how I needed to get back to Canada right away because they were closing airports and talking of bombing southern Lebanon.

I went numb and, as I sat watching the news reports, only felt the horror of that moment.

But that day galvanized me, and placed me firmly on the path of action:

I would walk to Jerusalem for peace, and dedicate my every step to peace. Peace within me. Peace in Jerusalem, and beyond.

I reflect on this day often, on how easy it would have been to fall deeper into fear and shut myself off from the world. I saw that same struggle on the faces of so many people.

But I also saw so much grace and dignity, so much love and compassion, so many people refusing to bow to fear and to carry on, choosing to light the way rather than close off into the darkness. If there was to be a gift from this day, that would be it for me.

May all be blessed on this – and every – day.

~Mony

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Freedom

Photo by Harald Hofer on Unsplash

"Freedom is the call of the heart.

Freedom is the call of the brave.

Freedom from all shackles:

Ideas that enslave me;

Emotions that debilitate me;

A hardened heart that ensnares me.

Let freedom begin with me.

In the silence. In the unseen. In the unheard.

For as my shackles fall about me, they sound the clarion call for all shackles to fall.

As Love claims its rightful throne within me, it beckons all to the same task.

Because we are One.

Let freedom reign.

Let Love reign."

~Mony 🙏

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Marianne Williamson - A Politics of Love

It’s very easy to speak your full spiritual truth with people who understand you.

It’s a whole other game completely to stand in the fullness of that truth before the world, naked, before those who do not.

To speak about the Way of Love in perhaps the most divisive of arenas: politics.

I’ve read many of Marianne Williamson’s books, and believe in the message she shares. The fact that she was able to articulate that message – and that she got to that stage at all – speaks to the awakening of that consciousness that is taking root in our world.

I also see it as a testament to the consistent inner work that I – and millions around the world – are doing of cleaning up and transforming the beliefs, programs, traumas, paradigms and FEARS deeply entrenched in my own psyche; of showing up every day, every moment, and facing those fears with LOVE; standing steadfastly in that Love so that moments like Marianne on that stage can reveal themselves to me/us.

She is an outer manifestation of the inner work (meditations, peace walks, yoga, etc.) that each of us is consistently doing, day in day out, in the stillness and anonymity of our own hearts.

I take great courage from her example; to not only continue the inner work myself, but to (in my own way) articulate what it means to walk the Way of Love, and to walk it fully.

Mony 💜

P.S. If interested, this is a 3-minute clip of her speaking from the Democratic Debates yesterday.

https://time.com/5616722/marianne-williamson-2020-democratic-debate/.

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Inquiry into MMIWG - Healing the Soul of a Nation

Digital Art by Janelle Richardson

Last week in Canada, the National Inquiry into Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Girls (MMIWG) presented its report to Canadian government officials. This Inquiry was set up to understand why indigenous women are so disproportionately affected by violence, why so many go missing or are murdered, and why the justice system has failed them at every turn. They called the events a genocide.

I watched the presentation, and felt witness to a watershed moment in Canadian history. When faced with painful Truth, I’ve observed that the mind either denies and attacks, or bows to the calling of the heart to heal. Those who immediately focused on the word “genocide”, arguing whether its use was legal or correct, showed they were incapable of bowing to that call to heal, yet. Their hearts aren’t ready.

But I believe the vast majority of Canadians are ready. They simply don’t know how.

We are a good, kind and decent people, who try to do the right thing, so it’s difficult for us to conceive of this happening in our own country; that our own elected officials and the laws they enacted enabled this. But until we are willing to acknowledge what happened, and the well of emotions this Truth has now evoked, then we will perpetuate this trauma and inhibit our ability to move forward as this great united nation we claim ourselves to be. It is a deep, painful, collective memory we all share. It is in our collective psyche as Canadians.

But it can be healed. It can be transformed, and become powerful wisdom to guide us forward as a nation. It takes courage, which I know we have. Our courage to do this work will liberate us and all involved from this trauma. It is only then that creative, inspired solutions for reparations can be considered. Only then can we become the “True North, strong and free.”

We have before us an opportunity (and obligation, I feel) to heal the soul of a country harmed by actions inspired by ignorance and fear, and power exercised without wisdom or compassion.

This is all inner work, which means we each have the power to do this. Now, we only have to be willing. :-)

What can I do? That’s usually the question. I didn’t do anything. I wasn’t here when all this happened. The government has the report. They’ll work on the laws and policies that need changing. They’ll pay whatever needs to be paid.

But reconciliation has nothing to do with money. This is not a financial matter, but an emotional, mental and spiritual one. We each have a role to play to liberate these energies within us.

How do we do this? What I share with you now is the inner work that I'm doing, what I'm saying to myself:

I take 100% responsibility for having this shared memory in my psyche. I may not have personally committed these acts, but I take responsibility for the fact that they happened in my country, in my history, by officials elected by me or my ancestors to create laws and policies that represented my values as a Canadian.

I take responsibility for the suffering they inflicted, despite the fact that this “was the accepted thinking of the time.”

I take responsibility for every mother, sister, aunt, daughter and child murdered or missing as a result of these laws. I take responsibility for all that they could have been… and never were.

I take responsibility for every disparaging thought and judgment I’ve had about indigenous people. I take responsibility for every moment I walked past anyone in need or looked the other way.

I take responsibility for the depth of emotions this has evoked in me, and wanting to bury them or ignore them.

That is my part in all of this.

Until we can see each and every one of these women as OUR FAMILY, our beloveds, then we will not grasp the heart calling to make this right.

I cannot change what was, but I have it within me to change what is… WITHIN ME.

These words I speak right now:

* To every emotion * running through me right now, from guilt, shame, horror, rage, disbelief, denial, helplessness…I see you. I see each and every one of you. This Inquiry is allowing me to see you, and for that, I say thank you for showing yourself to me. You are in me, so you are my emotions, no one else’s. I take responsibility for you, and say I am sorry. I love you. Thank you for the chance to liberate you. Thank you for the opportunity to be at peace, to have the chambers of my heart filled with peace. Thank you for the opportunity to now bring this peace into the world as inspired action, inspired words, inspired thoughts.

* To this memory * buried in my psyche that I share with all Canadians – a memory that is within me because I am Canadian – I say I’m sorry. I’m sorry that you are in me, in my country, in its people, in my land. Please forgive me, and all those who acted in my name, who had a hand in creating you. I know you don’t want to remain this heavy, dark shadow within me, lurking and unseen. You want to be in the light too. You want to be free. You want to shine. Thank you for the opportunity to free you, to bring you healing, to bring you peace. I see you. I love you.

I know I am connected to every other Canadian and human being on this planet and, in doing this work, I am not only freeing you within me, but doing my part to free you inside each and every person who has this memory in them too. In Canada, and around the world.

* To each and every indigenous * woman, girl and all her relations… to every victim… I am sorry for the pain that we inflicted upon you. I am sorry for all the wrong that we did to you. I’m sorry that we didn’t know any better. Without even realizing it, in harming you, we were also harming ourselves. We were losing our humanity. Please forgive us.

* My Creator *, I know I don’t need to ask your forgiveness because I am always loved, but I am sorry for my part in having this memory within me. I didn’t know any better. We didn’t know any better. I alone can’t do this work of transforming and liberating this trauma. I know you seek our highest good, and our continued growth into ever-greater versions of Love. I love you.

Thank you for liberating this memory within me, and all who may harbour it, in this country or another, this lifetime or another.

Thank you for this opportunity to grow in wisdom, love and compassion. Thank you the opportunity to apply this wisdom and love in service to all Canadians, to care for all, love all, and serve all, so that we may move forward as “the True North, strong and free” that we truly are.

Love is the most powerful force in the Universe and, with Love lighting the way, this is done.

And so it is. 💖🙏💖
~Mony

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Image by digital artist Janelle Richardson. She’s a member of the Little Salmon Carmacks First Nation and was born in Whitehorse, Y.T.to the parents Dorothy Washpan and Alvin Washpan. She was separated from her other 4 sisters who were all part of the 60's scoop era. She currently resides in the State of Georgia where she earned a Bachelors. Her youngest sister Tina Washpan a.k.a. Cindy Burke was one of the MMIWG of the Yukon. She dedicates this logo to her sister Tina, whom she never had the opportunity to meet, but will forever be in Janelle's heart.

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June - my Birthday Month - Reflections

Every year, as we enter June – my birthday month – I become reflective. I ask myself:

Where am I at, on all levels? Am I being true to the highest within me? Am I listening to the voice of my heart, or only that of obligation? Am I still walking the path of love that I keep talking about?

I can confidently say that this past year has been about standing fully on the spiritual path I undertook long ago, and placing it front and centre in all that I do.

Not allude to it. Not make subtle reference to it. Not couch it in pretzeled words.

Stand fully in it. Let its wisdom define my steps.

This has truly been my journey since the day I returned from pilgrimage, and began sharing the stories and experiences. There's a battle that has continually waged within me between the “professional” world and the “spiritual” world:

How do you bridge these worlds? How do you speak from the heart and be taken seriously in a professional setting? How do you remain loyal to your truth and BE an instrument of love when the world around you seems to trivialize that?

Those have been the big questions that I and Alberto have grappled with.

What I now know for sure is that there is only the inner journey. The outer world is a manifestation of all my inner longings and limitations. There is nothing "out there".

I see so clearly now that whatever shows up is a loving opportunity to see the wounds within me that are clamouring to be healed, the entrenched beliefs that seek to be transformed back to love, the thoughts that need to be elevated back to their divine essence.

I have also seen how this way of being transforms every opportunity and interaction I define as "professional".

For a while now, I have felt a tide rising within me that can no longer be contained… and that I do not wish to contain.

I believe this is not only happening to me, but all around me, in the discourse we are now seeing in all areas of life ( social, political, economic, etc.) on the importance of placing love front and centre in all that we do, that it may light our way forward as one human family and guide us to our inevitable awakening in consciousness.

It's an exciting time to be alive, and to participate, in my own way, in this awakening.

I’ll be making more concrete announcements shortly but, for now, I want to thank you for being on this magnificent journey with me as I too explore what it means to be love in this world and to continually pour it forth.

All my love 🙏💖
Mony

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