Honoring the Gill Inside You
What do you make of the author's emphasis that it is "more important to swim through the days and honor the gill inside you than to figure out how it all works"? What, like a gill, transforms your experience into sustenance? Can you share a personal experience of a time when you were able to honor the gill inside you?
Me, all of me. Life became a fun adventure when I started taking myself as an harmonious whole, fully attuned with the environment. With this I started accepting, even celebrating, all that was served on my plate. I started to see the value of everything irrespective of its size, shape and color. Now it is love all the way.
Hazing recently turned 60, I am increasingly coming to honour the gill inside of me! Some people call it 'unconscious competence' and it really doesn't matter what label we give it - this part of us that is beyond personality, beyond ego and beyond mind. The mind does have a part to play, in my experience, I am someone who does like to figure things out - which is how I differ from the fish!
My gill is my passion for improving our environment by protecting wolves and other endangered species, which we, in our ignorance keep trying to eliminate. Man is the only animal that keeps taking and depriving other species of their place on the planet. My challenge is to transform my anger and frustration into meaningful actions to educate, inspire and protest the actions of people and organizations that continually push the taking mission at the expense of the higher good. May the sludge pass through my gill and become pure water that all sentient beings can drink without fear of poison and death
My "gill" most definitely my Soul . . . when/in Your Words/Soul touch my Heart/Soul. For this "gift", I am most thankful!
(Praise God for, the good in, technology.)
Blessings and Love . . . always this most Holy Season in Him . . .
I agree that it is more important to swim through the days and honor the gill inside me then to figure out how it all works. wanting to figure it out is like wanting to be certain and as Richard Rohr said, wanting certainty is our original sin. I do not know what transforms my experience into sustenance. I expect it is my being open to notice; open to be aware of even what maybe temporarily painful. Just yesterday I noticed more of my impatience with events not happening as I thought they should. I noticed that I had desires I was unaware of at that time. As a result of that awareness I a am more open to going with the flow and to desiring less. I notice my desire not to desire is a desire. That I am gradually working on.. Thanks for the opportunity to respond. Warm and kind regards to everyone.
When my analytical or synthetic mind is quiet and when I am in the pure and bare heart zone of being, I feel the flow of floating, gliding or flying within me and between people and nature with and around me. The doing-talking, listening, writing a poem and the un-planed bodily spontaneous movements unfold, arise not bound by the external factors or ideas. The doing is in total alignment with the being. That feels like the sound of one hand clapping without bound by the other hand. In the words of Rumi it is the" Presence" of the pure presence.
Jagdish P Dave
Yes, yes and yes... My gills had poison at one stage, but I did not know then, because sometimes the survival instinct takes over and nothing else matters,noting else is seen, until we fail miserably and then, when were in a hospital bed thinking 'what went wrong, why did I get ill?' :-) Yes our gills and hearts produce clean energy to live and to share and to love and to give, that is the daily awakening to a beautiful life - yes!!.. So the wonderous gills of life, does not and shouldn't produce a toxic reason to be - no, not at all.. Honoring self is the purest form of light and life... I LOVE THIS passage, I love this passage. I'm passing this passage on. Much love and gratitude to you all xoxox <3
