International Women’s Day

Today, March 8th, is International Women’s Day. Today I helped hang an amazing art show called Celebrating Women. When I arrived at the art gallery with six others who were also planning to help hang the show, the paintings leaning against the wall looked wonderful, but it looked like an overwhelming task with more than 70 paintings to hang, plus a whole wall of little paintings.

As we walked around the room we could see how much thought and effort had gone into each painting. They were colourful, energetic and as varied as the women who had painted them. There were themes like pregnancy, nursing mothers, abstracts, flowers, portraits of women, nudes, sculptures, pieces that included poetry, woven hangings, gourds (one made into a bird house and another one made into a vase), and many more in variety of mediums.

Two of the women were the main planners of for the placement of the paintings and they went back and forth checking colours and flow and which sizes would look good together. There was a lot of cooperation in the group and everyone was called upon for their opinion. All opinions were taken into consideration and experimented with until a consensus was drawn. All the paintings that had been submitted were accepted, as opposed to other shows, like juried shows, where some are rejected. There was a real effort made to include everyone and show everyone’s piece to its best advantage.

There was a wall of small acrylic paintings called self respect is my inner light. Those paintings were done by women in a shelter. After going back and forth for a couple of hours we finally had the placement down and then began the hanging. Two people started from one end of the gallery and two started from the other end. We didn’t do any measuring. We all agreed from experience that it was better to just eyeball it and basically hang the paintings with spaces between them that felt intuitively right.

It was a show about women, painted by women, (we didn’t make a rule about that, but 95% of the paintings submitted were women’s art), hung by women in the spirit of how women work together and cooperate in doing a task.

This spirit of cooperation and communication, sharing and including everyone, when applied globally, is the only way to create a better world. It is the feminine values which will go on to sustain the world, not the competitive “me first” values which typify the general values in the world today. It is the women, (mothers) and artists of the world who can demonstrate to others a better way to live. And men are not excluded. Every man has a feminine spirit within. Each one of us has to find the feminine spirit within. The future of the planet depends on it.

Interestingly, universal love is not called sisterly love, but brotherly love. Why? Because as souls we have no gender, but as souls we enter into matter, into a body, to play out our part in the drama of life. Because we “enter in” we are called brothers. We souls are brothers and we are a family. We have bodily parents but the whole world has one universal, spiritual parent, whom many of us have forgotten. God comes, at this time to bring unity and peace to the entire world family of souls.

[Special guest writer Carol Biberstein makes her living as an artist, art teacher and Farmers’ Market Bread Lady in Brampton, Ontario, Canada. She has been a student of Raja Yoga meditation for 6 ½ years, has changed a lot from the inside outward, and expects to transform completely. She writes about deep spiritual matters to inspire others to transform their lives. All thanks goes to the Creator, the one who inspires the re-creation of the world!]

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The Head and the Heart

The whole world is hopelessly attached (addicted) to people, things, ideas, opinions, the opinions of others, places, their job, etc. It’s really hard when you first start trying to break some of those addictions and make yourself free.

You get a lot of flack from your friends and relatives who see your freedom as taking you away from them. They fight tooth, claw and nail to keep you in you co-dependent relationships with them. With them kicking up such a fuss you have to struggle with the voice inside your head which says, “am I really doing the right thing?” On both sides there is a lot of F.E.A.R. Do you know what FEAR stands for? False emotions appearing real. In other words attachment.

Even though you claiming your freedom and your right to think for yourself is logically a good thing, your friends and relatives will say all kinds of things to prevent you from doing this. You have to be very stable with every mud ball that they throw at you and just give love and good wishes in return, knowing that they are under the influence of attachment, addiction and F.E.A.R. and that things will eventually change.

Eventually their mud balls will get fewer and farther between and finally they won’t be throwing any more mud balls. This means that the attachment is wearing off. As you remain stable and serve them with love while maintaining detachment, your relationship will gradually become much more honest and clean. Now you can really talk about things with respect for one another with no need to force the other one to be a copy of youself.

The breaking of all addictions is the same, it’s always the struggle between the head, (logic and reason) and the heart, (feelings which are actually fear based, but appear to you at the time as very very real).

Attachment always causes sorrow in the end, even if it seems to create coziness and a sense of belonging at first. It is a very insidious vice. It masquerades as love. To get oneself out of attachment one has to use the head and truth and not the heart.

The heart will always pull you back into attachment. The proof of attachment is to ask yourself, how much happiness do you have? If you are not truly happy then you aren’t truly free either.

The opening scene of the Gita shows Krishna, (playing the role of God) and Arjuna, (a brave warrior) sitting in the chariot with two armies on either side having a conversation. Krishna is urging Arjuna to fight, but he is getting cold feet and saying, but how can I? I see my relatives, my teachers, my friends, everyone. How can I kill them? Krishna says, come on Arjuna, they’re already dead.

This scene is talking about the breaking of attachment.

[Special guest writer Carol Biberstein makes her living as an artist, art teacher and Farmers’ Market Bread Lady in Brampton, Ontario, Canada. She has been a student of Raja Yoga meditation for 6 ½ years, has changed a lot from the inside outward, and expects to transform completely. She writes about deep spiritual matters to inspire others to transform their lives. All thanks goes to the Creator, the one who inspires the re-creation of the world!]

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