My Article Published in "Light of Consciousness Magazine"!

 Look at what arrived in the mail today!

 

In this Autumn/Winter edition of Light of Consciousness Magazine is an article by yours truly! 😊

 

The theme of surrender - in this article and my previous videos - is powerful at this moment in my life, reminding me that I cannot know all things, cannot comprehend all that is happening in the world, with my earthly mind alone. That there is indeed a world beyond, a world I can only touch when I’m willing to surrender all: my beliefs, my concepts, my identities, my emotions, my fears...all of it, to Spirit.

This magazine is available online or on the shelves of your favourite bookstore. 

Thank you, Light of Consciousness Magazine, for the opportunity to share some reflections. Keep sharing the light! 🙏🏽💖

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A Prayer/Offering

 

Mony Dojeiji

I know that this is a moment of great tension, anxiety and fear for many, caused not only by the pandemic but the upcoming American elections. Much is being said and prognosticated, all of it adding to the general sense of insecurity and unknowing.

I strive to be close to Spirit in every moment, but I am leaning especially heavily on It right now. I am actively turning away from the outer world, and turning towards the Light, Source of all that is Truth, known by many names, among them God, Allah, Creator, Universal Consciousness, Life, Christ Self...

To Its altar I come, bringing with me all my heaviness, and speak as I would with my closest friend, wisest counsel and most intimate confidant. I speak from the heart, knowing there is only infinite love, patience and understanding for me. These words I spoke today:

“Dear God, take this heavy burden that I am carrying in my heart, in my mind, in my soul. It’s too heavy. And I’m so tired.

I don’t want to carry this anger and hatred any more.

They are not who or what I am. They are not who or what You created me to be.

You created me – along with every man, woman and child – whole, perfect, loving, free. It is to this state I now wish to return.

I’m ready to lay it all down so that I can be at peace. So that I can feel light again; feel love, compassion and understanding for all again.

I give you all that is triggered in me by “those people” right now. I give you all the venom that I am pouring out, for I know I am only poisoning myself.

I choose to be at peace; and, alone, I’m finding it hard to do.

Thank You for being with me. I know that only with You is true healing possible. Only with You is peace of mind possible. Only with You can my heart be mended.

I choose to be a brother/sister to all. I choose to be a point of peace in a land of turmoil. I choose to heal. I choose to embody Love;

And with You, I know that I can.

It feels so good to rest.

Thank You for taking all this heaviness from me. Thank You for this calm that is now washing over me. I’ve so missed this feeling, this closeness, this safety. I’ve so missed You.

It feels so good to simply be.

Thank You.

My heart feels lighter. My eyes can see.

I love You.”

The words are not what matter; what matters is the feeling of being close to my Creator, of knowing that I am ever held, ever safe, no matter what is happening in the outer world because this Oneness with my Creator/God-Love is the only truth of existence.

When I come back to the world, I’m in a different state of being, and can look upon it with new eyes, understand from a more expanded perspective. I have laid the foundation and marked the path for any action that is mine to take, for I can only hear what is mine to do when I make my way back to that Oneness.

May these words serve this moment.

May all be blessed.  🙏❤️

Mony 

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Peace - a channeling

 

"Under the Storm" by Alberto Agraso

May these words from my meditation bring you peace: 🙏🏽

"The louder the world becomes, the more powerful becomes the call for stillness.

It is in stillness where the raging storms calm; and where peace can finally inundate heart and mind.

Peace.

That is truly what we seek now.

We look out onto the world, a world of distraction and separation, expecting it to offer solutions to our inner conflicts, inner divisions, inner torments, inner terrors;

But peace is not there. And never shall be.

Peace lies beyond… beyond all concepts that we hold of peace, beyond all ideas of who and what we are, beyond all definitions of self and existence.

It calls to you now. Heed its call.

The breath is your way-shower.

Breathe deeply now…and release.

Breathe again…and feel your heart.

This is where Peace resides. Feel Its presence, Its power, Its infinitude.

This is what you are. What I am. What each and every one is.

Rest here. And breathe.

Allow it to enfold you. Feel It expanding within your heart. Feel Its warmth. Feel Its embrace. Here, you are safe. Always.

Surrender all to It: your every fear, every worry, every bit of unknowing.

It wants to take them, and give you Peace.

Accept this sacred gift.

Embrace the Love that offers it to you.

It is, in truth, what you are and ever shall be.

In that eternal embrace of Oneness you remain; a light unto the world, an ocean of calm in a stormy world of illusions."

❤

This illustration is by Alberto Agraso, one of the 31 illustrations he has created for this year's #inktoberchallenge. It perfectly captures the stillness amidst the storms.

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The Labels we Cast Upon Another

Mony Dojeiji

Four years ago, we were living through a period of suicide bombings. Fear gripped us as we witnessed the horrors in countries around the globe. The entire world was on edge, not knowing how to respond or even contain these acts.

A good friend sent me a private message then, asking:

“What is going wrong with the world, Mony?”

Not a loaded question, eh?! 😄

I’ve taken my original response to her, and expanded on it. The focus is around the idea of LABELS.

Of course we know that today, even as then, we were going through a deep transformation, confronting the ever-fundamental questions of who we are, what we believe about ourselves and others, and what kind of world we choose to live in. And with each cycle of change, we face our hidden biases, our deepest fears and prejudices, perhaps even our shame and guilt at the feelings that these events awaken in us. We go through this inner reckoning individually and collectively.

Our mind loves to separate, to divide, to create bundles and pieces of information. It does this because it needs order. And with order, comes the belief that it is in control. And in its quest for order, the mind creates labels:

Terrorist. Fanatic. Radical. Extremist. Zealot. Maniac.

Even as I’m writing these words, I feel the energy shift within me. I feel the characterizations that these words carry. I feel them feeding the separation between me and the person, dehumanizing them, making them into an object upon which I can thrust all of my judgments.

These labels, however, are artificial; inventions of a mind seeking to understand what is often un-understandable…not with our human mind anyways.

The more we hold on to these labels, the more we keep them in our collective consciousness.

The more attention we pay to them, the more of them we see.

The more that we believe that “those people” are incapable of change or growth, the more we keep them where they are, and look for any action to support what we believe.

We do this individually, and collectively.

But we can change those labels, because what’s a label? Nothing more than an idea, a thought, a perspective… And an idea can always be changed. It can always be replaced by another idea.

So, let’s consider that “extremist”…

What if I choose to see him as a fellow human being, a brother, who has chosen terribly, whose life journey has led him to such desperation and hopelessness that the only solution he saw was this terrible act?

Would that influence what I say and how I act? I believe it would…

And what if I believe that there is nothing random in this Universe? That it is, in fact, a Loving Universe? That Love is the only Truth, and what moves all things? What if I believe that this person is a spiritual being having a physical experience, as I am, as you are, as we all are? How do I know how his actions affect his soul journey, the highest within him? Who am I to judge that? How do I know the sacred agreements involved with others? How do I know what their soul journeys are all about? What they have agreed to do? I have no idea… but again, this is all based on my belief that there is nothing random in this Universe, and only Love exists.

If I didn’t believe this, I couldn’t possibly make sense of this world.

And because I believe that the outer world is a projection of my inner world, that what I see “out there” is showing me what is happening “in here” (in the inner universe of my mind, my heart, my beliefs, my memories)…then I must also look within me to whatever has brought this event into MY awareness. If I’m aware of it, then it’s my task to take responsibility for whatever my part in it is – conscious or, more likely, unconscious.

How could I possibly contribute to the creation of a terrorist or extremist?

By holding on to any belief that violence is justified:

That the means justify the ends. That there is a “just” cause. That sometimes the only way forward is through violence, even the threat of violence. That I have a right to take out my anger, frustration, hurt and helplessness on another. That violence is the only way I can be seen or heard, my cause taken seriously. That my violent thoughts towards another have no effect, if I don’t act on them.

With ALL of these beliefs do I contribute to the “extremist”. And whenever I see their actions, it just confirms what I already believe anyways.

And so in this cycle I remain. Until I am ready to stop it at its root. Within me. How?

I take every thought of violence and attack; every judgment and label; every emotion; every act I may have taken (known or unknown)… and I bring them in offering to the altar of Love. To the place where all is forgiven. Where I can lay down my shame, my pain, my guilt. Where all the errors in my thinking and perceptions can be corrected. Where my heart can be healed. Where I can be transformed, by Love. Where I can finally be at peace.

And in that peace, I can see more clearly. Understand in new ways. Look upon “the other” as my brother. See the light and awakening arising in him, in the same way that it is in me. See him changing in every moment, as I have, in every moment becoming more and more filled with wisdom, with light…and acting in consequence.

But I can only see that in another if I am able to see that in myself first.

Could this be the meaning of the teaching by Jesus: “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?”

I do this work for every person I’m tempted to label and judge. And I stubbornly hold on to my vision, no matter what others choose to say or do.

There’s also a lot RIGHT with this world. There are so many people working from a consciousness of love, bringing that into the world, building the world we want to live in. It is happening now, and gaining momentum. That’s why all that was hidden needs to come to light. So that we can see it, and liberate it. We’re ready for it.

Hugs, my friend. Just keep on keeping on!

Love, always, 🙏💖

Mony

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To Mask or not to Mask

Mony... and the Mask!

That seems to be the question these days, as the mere mention of the word brings up so many emotions, so many guttural reactions, so many beliefs!

And in this space that appears so divisive, I see a grand opportunity for liberation, for transformation, for love to enter.

As always, let it begin with me.

At the core of these conversations seems to be our beliefs about FREEDOM:

That, as a free person, I have the right to decide what is best for me, and no external force can make me do anything I don’t want. The virus isn’t dangerous, we’re all going to be infected anyways, and even if I did believe in the virus, my faith/ immunity/ body are strong enough to handle it.

vs.

As a free person, what I do for myself impacts others – no matter what I believe – because with freedom, comes responsibility to the community that we all share. What affects one, affects all.

This is all – once again – the outer manifestation of an inner conflict that just happens to be playing out right now in the conversation about masks. I’m sure similar inner dialogues happened when helmets, seat belts, vaccinations, etc. were introduced.

As I now turn my attention away from the outer world of effect, to my inner world of cause, I ask myself:

Why is wearing a mask so triggering to me?

The answer to this question will be unique to the person answering it. I don’t know the original cause for it and, to me anyways, it doesn’t matter. Whether the original trauma happened in this lifetime or another, my childhood or adolescence… what matters NOW is that I acknowledge that the trauma is within me, playing out like a record-on-repeat, triggering emotions in me that are making me respond in one way or another.

It is at this level that I do the inner work. Again, today it’s a mask triggering me. Tomorrow, it will be something else. I’d rather do the work of healing now.

Freedom is the gift given to us by a God Love. Each soul here on this Earth is inherently free, because that is the nature of God. That is the nature of the universe and all creatures and creations. It is a universe that is in continual expansion fueled, in my opinion, by love.

I get that we don’t want anything that limits our freedom.

But if we look at our Mother Earth, at the wisdom of Nature, at the plant and animal kingdoms, we see that relationships among its members are often symbiotic. The members care for each other and, in so doing, ensure the health and well-being of all and of the ecosystem that supports them all.

Humans are no different. We are wired to care. We are wired to love. We are wired to look after one another. That IS our true nature, given to us by a Creator whose nature IS this.

What gets in the way of the natural expressing of that brotherly relationship are ideas that we have learned that somehow:

To love is to lose.

To offer is to be deprived.

To belong is to disappear.

Even if I don’t buy into the symbiotic nature of our existence and I believe myself to be the master – all on my own – of my own domain, then how can anything outside of me imprison or suppress me?

If I hold the idea that some outside political, social, economic force is trying to control me, suffocate me, silence me, lie to me, manipulate me…. then I have already muzzled myself by that belief. Not only by projecting that belief, but by interpreting everything I see through its lens. Of course this will be my experience. It’s what I believe. And what I believe, I will see.

I appreciate that removing the mask feels like I’m removing the very symbol of what’s trying to silence me.

But if I were truly free, no face covering would trigger me.

And all the outcries that we see are the acting out of the anger and guilt that we feel at our own self-imposed imprisonment.

There is nothing and no one in this world that can give – or take away – the state of being called FREEDOM. It is an inner state.

Freedom is of the mind that knows the truth, unwavering, of who it is.

Freedom is of the heart, awakened in love and compassion, which only wishes to extend itself into the world.

Freedom is of the spirit, which is already free, and doesn’t need to prove that to anyone else.

The ultimate freedom is freedom from the illusions of this world:

The knowing that I am always one with my Creator. That I am loved, and forgiven. That nothing in this world can bind me. That when I am bound to God Love, I am free, for nothing that is asked of me in this material world (be it a mask, confinement, social distancing, a vaccine, a law…) can affect the knowing that I am already – now and forevermore – free.

Alberto and I wear masks when we enter any indoor space. Why?

Because, to us, that is the most loving thing we can do at this time; to not add to the anxiety, tension and divisiveness that we see. We know who we are, and Who is with us, in every moment. A mask will not change that.

To us, this is the meaning of the teaching by Jesus: I render to Caesar the things that are Caesar’s (i.e. the mask, what is of the world), and render to God the things that are God’s (my freedom, what is of the Spirit).

In fact, when we go into a store, we remind ourselves of that. And that we are here not to defend against a virus, but to leave seeds of light, of peace and love, of wisdom, of consciousness… with whoever we see and in every aisle that we walk. This is all inner work. This is all light-work, and has nothing to do with what we see in the outer world as a virus.

When we feel that we are losing that feeling of oneness and connection – because, hello, we are still human! – we go home. We go inwards again, and recommit to the inner union.

A grand opportunity for healing and transformation is before us once again. We can take up the task of clearing those beliefs that veil the light and love that we are. Or we can keep the veil in place, believing that something outside of us is trying to hurt us.

And while we decide, Love always waits. Ever patient. Ever extending a hand to help us walk through this “darkness” to the other side where only light exists. Where only love is real. Where brotherhood is the only truth.

Love, always 💖🙏
Mony

BTW, all credit to Alberto for the inspired Hamlet reference in this pic! 😁

And yes, please feel free to share!

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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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Ho'oponopono

One of my favorite practices for transforming fear is called Ho’oponopono, an ancient teaching from the Hawaiian shamans used to resolve conflicts within the tribe, especially recurring ones. It has been modified over the years, and its modern teachers, led by Dr. Hew Len, now focus on the individual doing the work of liberating their inner conflicts and, in so doing, liberating that energy in the collective because we are all connected. We are all energy, vibration. What we liberate in ourselves, we liberate in the world.

The premise of the teaching is that:

I am Divine. That is my true nature. In my Soul's journey, I have accumulated fears and traumas which cover up - like a veil - the true nature of what I am. Ho'oponopono is a means of liberating the veils that prevent the Light and Love that I am from manifesting fully in the world;

I am the projector, or source, of the experiences in my life, placing out in my physical world (often subconsciously) deeply-rooted beliefs, programs and memories, which often show up in the form of difficult people and situations, so that I may finally see them and heal/transform them;

I am, therefore, 100% responsible for the situations in my life;

These people and situations trigger emotions within me which take me off-balance and force me to react, often without thinking;

To be at peace and One with my Creator - to remove the veil that is covering that Oneness - my work is to liberate those deeply-ingrained memories and programs;

So, to heal my outside world, I must first heal my inside world.

In working with this teaching for many years now, I have added my personal lens to make it fit my philosophy of life. I have come to understand that the difficult experiences of my life that repeat themselves are not there to torture me, but to give me yet another opportunity to heal them. They are my own soul’s crying out for liberation from its self-inflicted pain. They come from the highest place of love to serve me in my journey of liberation from fears or limits of any kind. Without the difficult people and situations, I wouldn't be able to see my harmful thoughts, beliefs and emotions. They would remain forever inside me, veils that obscure the Divine Light that I am and that prevent me from being at peace.

This is all inner work. This is inner liberation. And Love is the greatest liberator.

That is why the first words in Ho’oponopono are:

I love you.

I say those words to myself first. I am giving this love to me. The obsessive, fear-filled self-talk can go on endlessly, but the moment I say “Mony, I love you, exactly as you are with all your fears and perceived failings,” I open a space for a new energy to circulate within me.

I repeat the words “I love you” over and again, until I begin to feel a calm wash over me.

“I’m not sure where this fear comes from, at what moment I chose from fear rather than from love, whether it originated in this lifetime or another; but that doesn’t matter. It’s here. It’s a part of me that I see, that I accept, that I love.

Mony, I love you as you are.

I’m sorry for whatever I have done or thought to create this fear within me. I am sorry for any erroneous or mistaken belief, thought, feeling or emotion within me that has manifested in this difficult experience I’m now dealing with.

Please forgive me.

I didn’t know how else to respond. I didn’t know how else to feel or to think. I didn’t know any better. I did the best that I knew how at that moment. But it’s all right. I’m learning. I’m growing. I’m bound to make mistakes. When I know better, I’ll do better.

Mony, I love you.”

This self-forgiveness is a key tenet of the teaching. Again, I’m speaking to myself. I’m not asking God or any power outside of me for forgiveness because, in my belief system, God is Love and does not need that I ask for forgiveness. I am loved as I am. But from a sense of not knowing any better, I direct myself - with a humble heart - towards God Love and I do apologize for my errors in thinking. I know I am already and always forgiven, but I personally like to do this part. 

In the beginning, I found it difficult and uncomfortable to speak to myself in this way. It didn’t feel good or natural to give myself so much love and forgiveness. How telling!

With time and practice, however, I began to feel compassion for myself and to see myself as a child who needs understanding, patience and a great deal of love as they journey in their life. In fact, I now envision myself as the loving adult speaking to the wounded child, and speak to this child as I repeat the words. I have, over time, begun to soften my stance towards myself, to be less demanding and harsh in my judgments of myself.

Thank you.

This is the final element of the teaching.

“Thank you, fear, for revealing yourself to me.

Thank you, person or situation, for taking on that role so that I may see my fear and buried memories.

Thank you, deeply-ingrained memories! I can now see you!

Thank you, Spirit/Higher Self  (the wisest, most eternal part of me) for bringing this fear to my attention.

Thank you me (Mony) for demonstrating the willingness and courage to explore and transform your deepest fears; and to continue advancing on this amazing and sometimes scary adventure in the unknown that is life. You deserve my highest admiration and respect, Mony. I love you! Thank you!

I now direct all my attention to the Divine, called by many names, but that to me is Love. I say:

Thank you, my Creator, for the opportunity to heal this, to free myself of this weight in my heart, my body, my emotions, my thoughts. I offer it all to you.

Thank you for transforming these dense energies within me back to their natural state, which is Light. Thank you for correcting my errors in thinking. I know that only You can see back to the place and moment when I chose erroneously. Only You can heal it all at the source. Only You can liberate me and all involved. Thank you!

Thank you for the peace that now fills my heart and mind. Thank you for revealing this Light that I am - that You are - now that this veil of fear has been lifted from me. 

Thank you for the opportunity to see this Light that I am - that we are - and to shine it fully.

Thank you for liberating all energetic ties with those who may have contributed to this fear from the beginning of creation to the end of all time. With great love and thanks, I allow them to continue their journey while I continue mine. I am free. We are free.

I accept Your healing. I accept Your Mind. I accept Your Will.

I accept the Light and Love that I am.

I am finally free!

My inner world is now safe and in harmony.

In my inner world, all is healed, whole and holy.

I am healed, whole and holy.

In that knowing, I walk world with confidence and openness.

With heart and mind open, I listen to and act on what is mine to do.

In every sacred moment, I offer/extend this inner harmony and peace to the world.

I am one with You, always.

I am one with all of creation.

Thank you.”

By loving myself, by feeling worthy of that Love, by forgiving myself for choosing poorly (i.e. from fear rather than love), by accepting that I am forgiven, and giving thanks for the healing of what has kept me small and fear-filled, I am finally free to walk the world fear-less.

If remnants of the fear - or any other emotion - creep back in, then I repeat the key elements of this practice, not necessarily word for word or in the same order, but always striving for the feeling of liberation and inner peace, always striving for the feeling of Oneness and non-separation from my Creator. It makes me feel well-accompanied on this journey of inner liberation. I have trained myself to have the words "I love you" and "thank you" running like a loop in the back of my mind at all times, and have found it incredibly empowering, a means of keeping me close to Spirit.

It’s a practice that has consistently worked for me, and that I encourage you to try.

There is no formal website for this teaching, but you can Google Dr. Len Hew, the modern founder of this teaching. You can also look for Dr. Joe Vitale and his book "Zero Limits" or Mabel Katz for their teachings.

With blessings,
Mony

P.S. I am a Certified Ho'oponopono Practitioner, and it is one of the many tools in my spiritual toolkit that I draw upon when consulting with clients.

Healing our Racism

Mony Dojeiji

Carl Jung famously said, “Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.”

And what a time of awakening we are living through!

So much is being revealed, collectively and individually. So much pain awaiting transformation. So much division awaiting reconciliation.

As always, let it begin with me.

This is how I understand racism and injustice:

Racism is of the heart and mind. It is ideas, beliefs, thoughts, programs that convince us that we are somehow more than another, separate from another, with an inherent right to thrive and develop our full potential while denying those same basic rights and freedoms to another.

Injustice is the result of putting these beliefs into practice, creating systems that entrench the separation and feelings of entitlement and superiority.

Healing racism is inner work. Healing injustice is outer work.

Those of you who follow my writings know that I believe that the outer world is a projection of our inner world. We are either projecting our fears (in the form of denial, attack, racism) or expanding love (in the form of forgiveness, empathy, building equality).

So if I’m angry, resentful, entitled… what kind of just or equitable laws or systems am I going to build?

I was going to write about applying one of my favourite spiritual tools – Ho’oponopono – but instead felt called to approach the inner work from a different perspective today.

Peel back enough layers of hatred, and you will inevitably find pain. Guilt. Shame.

I’m not excusing any behaviours here, just trying to go beyond the surface. It’s easier to attack and hate than to look at the pain that keeps the hate alive; than to look at the shame of having attacked and hurt another; than to face the guilt that our individual and collective actions have caused.

Hearts divided into so many fragments cannot mend.

Souls obscured by so many layers cannot shine.

If acknowledging the shame and guilt and betraying the truth of who we are is hard, imagine how hard it is to consider forgiveness.

That we are forgiven. Because we are all children of a God Love.And a loving God would never punish a beloved child.

One of the most difficult phrases I ever read – and eventually understood – was that even Hitler went to heaven. That’s from “Conversations with God Book 1” by Neale Donald Walsch. Why? Because he too was a child of God. I encourage you to read this book for deeper context.

If we allow that thought – that we are forgiven – in, then that means we must somehow be worthy of forgiveness.

Which means we are somehow worthy of love.

“How can I accept this,” we reason, “with all the hatred that I have thought, felt, spoken and committed?”

Therein lies the greatest barrier to transformation, liberation and peace.

Because until we can accept forgiveness for the deep error in thinking we hold about who and what we are – and what we have done in consequence –, there is no room for love to enter. There’s no room for healing to take place. It’s easier to keep punishing ourselves for our errors than to accept forgiveness and love for them.

Unable to see ourselves as worthy of love, unable to accept forgiveness, we continue to perpetuate the attack, the hatred, the pain.

Unable to forgive ourselves, we cannot ask for forgiveness of another.

We cannot extend forgiveness to those who have erred, as we have.

And so in that cycle we remain, generation after generation. Until we finally say, “enough.”

This is the moment of healing we have all been waiting for. This is the love and light that’s been unleashed, and that’s bathing humanity at this time. This is the awakening we are being offered:

To finally liberate ourselves from the shackles of unworthiness,

And walk together into the promise of a world united in brotherhood, love and peace.

Let it begin with me.

Love, always 💖🙏
Mony

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Mother Angel - Art

Alberto Agraso - Art of the Spirit
"Mother Angel"

When Alberto told me the dream that he had with his mother a few nights ago, I asked him to please draw it so that I could have that image of her in my mind, and not of her in the residence where she now lives.

His mom has been like a second mother to me, an angel in her own way, bringing love and kindness into our lives... and I know she is doing so where she is right now.

I'm grateful for this...
~Mony

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FREE DOWNLOAD for KIDS - Colouring Pages

Hey parents!

We have something for you to enjoy with your kids:

Illustrations from our book "I am Happy" that you can download for free to colour or paint on paper, or open in a colouring app on your device.

They are happy, high-vibration images that were created with joy and love, and our highest intention is that these energies be awakened within you and your child as you colour.

To download the 15 images, visit coloringalbertoagraso.blogspot.com. Click on the image you like to expand it, right-click and "Save As Image". That's it! It's saved as a .jpg file that you can then print or open in your app.

Enjoy. We'll let you know when we upload more images!

With love,
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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Quarantine and the Crown

These days, as we all practice social distancing while others are quarantined, I began to look at the meaning of the word “quarantine”.

The word has its roots in the Latin “quadraginta” and the Italian “quaranta”, both meaning “40”.

In the Middle Ages, when the plague gripped Europe, ships would be isolated in harbour for 40 days (“quaranta giorni”) before passengers could go ashore. Hence, quarantine.

But there are more interesting notes about the number 40:

- The rains fell on Noah for 40 days and 40 nights before he found land.

- The Jewish people wandered in the desert for 40 years before entering the Promised Land.

- Moses spent 40 days on Mt. Sinai, and came down with the Ten Commandments.

- Jesus was in the desert for 40 days before he began his public ministry.

- A baby is in gestation for 40 weeks before it is born.

- Lent is the 40 days before Easter and the resurrection… the time where we find ourselves now.

All of these events speak to a time of great transformation, and to renewal.

We are all now in forced isolation – a time we never would have taken for ourselves – where we must withdraw from the busyness of the outer world; but have the great opportunity to go explore the sacred realms of our inner worlds. The world of Spirit.

It is here where our deepest longings and questions are answered. It is here where we are awakened.

And what is it that we are being awakened to?

Yes, of course, to our connected-ness and brotherhood. But there is more.

It is a curious thing that this virus is called corona-virus. Corona means crown, and as I reflected on the symbolism of the crown, I realized that:

Our crown chakra – our connection to the Divine and Universal Consciousness – is being given the chance to truly heal and open.

The crown in our hearts can only belong to one King or Queen… and we must choose whether it is love or fear that reigns in our inner kingdom.

The crown that tops the Statue of Liberty – one of the greatest modern symbols of freedom – is called the “corona radiata”, the radiant crown, its seven rays forming a halo around the head. I like to think it speaks to awakening the seven chakras so that we may radiate like the sun, as the fully-liberated children of the Divine that we are! 

A crown ultimately symbolizes royalty, those of Divine or royal heritage. Is this not who we are?

Are we all not the spiritual children of the same God, no matter how you define God?

What a glorious, loving opportunity we are being given right now to awaken to this realization… and to live it.

Love, always,
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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World Radio Day

Conversaciones con Conciencia de Alberto Agraso y Mony Dojeiji

On this UNESCO World Radio Day, Alberto Agraso and I are grateful for the opportunity to bring our voices and perspectives to radio, and to have conversations that inspire our listeners and expand consciousness, on our show "Conversaciones con conciencia".
Live on CHIN Radio Ottawa 97.9FM and worldwide on https://www.chinradio.com/ottawa, every second Monday of the month.

You can listen to all episodes of our show (in Spanish) on:
https://soundcloud.com/mony-dojeiji/sets/conversaciones-con-conciencia.

Gracias por su apoyo!
Mony

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Evil. Vile. Veil. Live.

I love words.

How shifting letters around completely changes the meaning.

These words just started swirling around in my mind, and the next thing you know... I got this!

We all see the world through a filter - a veil - of beliefs, ideas, expectations, memories, programs. Sometimes called the personality, the ego, the small self, the "I".

When we change the "I" to "O", what is fragmented becomes whole, what is separate becomes complete, what is less-than becomes perfect.

This is what happens to the "I" when we allow love - all that is whole, perfect and complete - in.

We live in love. In a state of grace and all-possibility. Blessed, and blessing. A light unto the world.

~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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UN-planning my Life

"Voyager", an Art of the Spirit original by Alberto Agraso

The greatest events of my life have unfolded with no planning on my part.

They’ve required my active participation, that’s for sure; but they’ve never been the consequence of any plans, goals, strategies, visualizations or even intentions.

There, I’ve said it! I’m an MBA who doesn’t strategize and plan. :-D

The most meaningful events in my life have happened because of the most difficult decision I’ve ever made:

Surrendering control. To Spirit.

This wasn’t an overnight process, and I was not a willing participant… at first.

I always had goals, personal and professional. It was how I lived my life. I moulded it to fit whatever ideas I had at the time of success and happiness.

All that changed with pilgrimage. The more I walked, the more I felt as if the entire Universe was screaming at me,

“Let go. Let me break down the hard lines in your thinking. Let me soften the black and white of your thoughts into greys that you can confidently traverse. Let me show you another way.”

My response was, “NO THANK YOU. I like my mind just the way it is!” LOL

But the experiences of that journey made me question every idea, every concept, even the very definition of what thought and mind are. Of who and what I am.

We all know that with enough focus and attention, the mind can achieve whatever goals it sets for itself. It’s a remarkable tool for that. But there’s a bigger question:

At whose service is this mind?

At the service of the whims of a self that always looks outwards for its satisfaction and sense of worth? Or,

At the service of the Highest Mind, the Mind of God?

This has been my journey these years after pilgrimage. To honour Spirit. Have it inspire thoughts that I alone cannot conceive. Open a heart often too fearful to walk in the unknown. Trust the inner light it’s growing in me to safely show me the way.

My mind still resists this process and insists on the futility of this venture: how will you live without plans, without goals? Where will your security come from? What about your child? At least think of her future! LOL

I’ve been bringing my mind to my heart. Giving it a seat at the table. And making it comfortable there.

A mind inspired by Love, at the service of Spirit, is invulnerable and a conduit for ideas that truly uplift the world.

How could they not?

This is a state of BEING that I cultivate. The breathing, the yoga, the walking, the meditation… they are the tools that keep me present. Aware. At peace. One.

Even as I write this, connections are happening that I never could have imagined. Ideas are bursting forth. New projects are coming my way.

Not by planning. But by UN-planning. And making room for Spirit to lead.

Step by step, my friends. Always further. Always higher.

Ultreia e suseia!

~Mony

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Power

As we approach the birthday of one of the great modern prophets of peace, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., I am especially drawn to this phrase:

"Let no man pull you low enough to hate him."

Because in the moment they do, YOU have lost your power:

Your power to choose what to think.

Your power to choose what to believe.

Your power to choose how to act.

Your power to stand in the grace of who you are.

Your power to choose love, especially for those who demonstrate the lack of it.

Your power to choose understanding, even while others act from ignorance.

Your power to choose unity, even while the words of others create separation.

Your power to choose to listen with your heart, to hear the unspoken words and glimpse the wounds desperate to heal.

No one can control how you feel, what you think, and how you respond. That is the ultimate power you, and we, all possess.

My choice is clear. Despite all the outer noise and distractions, now more than ever, I stand for love.

And I especially weigh it down like an anchor in the hearts of those – my brothers and sisters on this journey – who cannot yet do it for themselves, and who have temporarily forgotten who they are.

May peace prevail in the hearts of all. 🙏💞
~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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A Conversation with Death

"Befriending the Unknown" original illustration by Alberto Agraso

These last few weeks, the theme of death has been present in my life.

At Christmas, I received the memoir of Elizabeth Kübler-Ross, a pioneer in shifting how we think about death and the dying. A day earlier, I had a conversation with a good friend about this same topic and her interest in becoming a death doula.

Two friends also died on the same day, Dec. 28. Both had their services and celebrations of life on the same day.

Sylvana is playing music from her latest favourite musical: Beetlejuice!

It’s a curious thing to be speaking of death at a time that celebrates a great birth.

My first thought was: am I dying? Is this my time? Is the Universe trying to prepare me? I also happened to be watching The Good Place at the time, so ideas around what it means to live a good life were also dominant.

It was so tempting to give in to the fear that the mere mention of the word evokes; but instead, I decided to speak with Death and ask her what she wanted to say to me. She is, after all, a messenger, and I wanted to hear her message.

“Every moment, you are dying. The very cells of your body are continuously dying and being replaced at the rate of millions of per second. MILLIONS of new cells every second! It’s a cause for joy, for celebration. You don’t fear this process. You don’t question it.

In truth, you are not dying but being continually reborn and regenerated, in every instant. As are your thoughts, your beliefs, your emotions… in every instant, all that you are is being reborn.

And what drives this process of regeneration, of continual rebirth?

Love.

It is Love that wishes to fully inhabit your body. To be home in you, here and now. To express its glory through you.

It is also Love that knows when it is time to return Home.

And I, Death, respect the wishes of Love and fulfill my part so that Love may continue its journey, freed from this physical realm that it chose to experience for a while as you.

So that it may finally find Home.

It always does.

Whether inside the beating heart of a beloved, or the Infinite Heart of our Father-Mother God, Love remains alive, a vital force in the Universe, going on adventure after adventure, on a journey that has no end.

For the sole/soul purpose of being Love. Being at home in Love.

You will finally understand that Death is Love too. We are One.”

~Mony 🙏💖

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