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Author Johnny Steenland
I wonder what a caterpillar feels like right before it chooses to begin spinning its cocoon. Does it know its moving toward being a butterfly or is just busy being a butterfly? What happens inside that cocoon. My teacher, J Michael Wood, beautifully emphasizes a process of becoming clear of inner baggage thru a cleansing and transformative process he calls Song Kong Tong. It's a process of calling on Divinity to break up false constructs we have agreed to so that we can be more ourselves in our becoming. I thought about my growing capacity to integrate portals of Divine light to dissolve moods and shift thought paths. And I wonder as I apply my tools like song kong:
At what point am I transforming from a caterpillar into a butterfly?
“Today, I’m sitting in my hospital bed waiting to have both my breasts removed. But in a strange way I feel like the lucky one. Up until now I have had no health problems. I’m a 69-year-old woman in the last room at the end of the hall before the pediatric division of the hospital begins. Over the past few hours I have watched dozens of cancer patients being wheeled by in wheelchairs and rolling beds. None of these patients could be a day older than 17.” “The best way out is always through.” ―Robert Frost
I met Dr. Maya Angelou in 2011 when I interviewed her for a film project
that Linda and I were helping some young friends create. Oprah made the
connection, and we flew to interview her at her home in Winston Salem, North
Carolina, U.S.A. As our questions became more substantive, I could see her
engage more deeply in the interview, and her answers became
more and more awesome to me. After the interview, to my
surprise, she invited us into her dining room for tea. She also gave Linda and
me one of her famous cookbooks and inscribed it to "My New Heart Throbs." I
soon realized that Dr. Maya Angelou was one of my heart throbs as well. This
was the first of eight trips to her home that Linda and I would make during the
next three years.
In Eastern traditions, the state of consciousness at the last moment of life is considered so crucial that you spend your whole life preparing for it. Mahatma Gandhi, the great Indian leader, walked into a garden to give a press conference and was assassinated. As he fell, all he said was “Rām!” the name of God.