Dualism

The masculine and the feminine, the greater and the lesser.

Greater and lesser does not mean superior and inferior.

My mind is like the masculine and my emotions the feminine. I enjoy the experience of living in my emotions, I enjoy happiness and laughter. My mind likes to create happiness for the experiencer. If my emotions were obsolete, I would have a hard time enjoying any thoughts at all. However, I do not like to be subdued by my emotions. In this, I learn to appreciate my mind will continue creating thoughts in harmony with what I enjoy, and when I am in something I do not enjoy, I must continue in the act of creating, bringing in more waves of joy.

What brings up such reflections? Well, I wrote in my other blog about evolution and the making of us. I have been reflecting upon this ever since. I've been thinking upon my ancestors, even my grandparents, 3/4 of whom are deceased. Been thinking about attitudes towards them and towards the future. I have been spending quality time with my family (my extended family). In this short span of time, I have witnessed much. My dad fled to my uncle Maurice who was choking on food and unable to breathe. He did not even think about the fragility of his own back as he performed the heimlich. I witness how much my nephew loves his mama and feels secure and happy when he knows she is there. My cousins are respectful, loving towards each other and their parents, would drop what they are doing to help someone. We all have stories to share. We laughed at the way our grandfather was, would never let anyone mess with his children or grandchildren. When a man was harassing my aunt, saying he was going to go to her house, and she told her dad, he said, "Let him come. I'm gonna smash his face." We just laugh about it because it sounds funny to us, but on some level it just shows that he cared about us. My mom also shared how when she gave birth to my older late brother prematurely, she was at her mom's, unable to even move to the left or to the right because she was in great pain and greatly weakened from the struggle and having lost a lot of blood, with an ice pack on her. When she heard my sister (1 and a half years at the time) had fallen down the stairs, she sprang up and dashed right to her without thinking twice. When my mom told me I started tearing up, just knowing this love of mothers/fathers, even people around you is this strong if they see their baby or another person in trouble. You don't even think twice about it, it's instinctual.

*Another story I just got tonight: My cousin's husband, when they were dating, about 10 years ago, was getting beat up by about 15 other guys. He was dodging at first, but they held him in place and pounded him. Neither of his male friends did anything but my cousin came and put her body over his, covering him, so that they were hitting her. Can you imagine what she was feeling and what they were going through? They relented, but she came up with cuts and bruises. I had to hold back tears when he shared that.

The masculine and feminine attributes of a person are very important to me. Having one and denying the other leads to trouble. The masculine in denial of the feminine can lead to machoism, racism, any form of bigotry and bullying, and other things that seem to effect the pain body, as mentioned in Eckhart Tolle's writings. The feminine without the masculine can lead to women who are prone to entering into abusive relationships, the rise of self-cutters and eating disorders (for many, it seems).

He's Watching : )

My title could be inferred to mean something creepy, lol, but I don't intend it that way.

I love my nephew so much! He doesn't "Ohhhhh" anymore but he squeals lol. He plays. Too cute. I like laying down, lowering his upper body towards me, and raising him back up, he squeals as I lower him, and I lol. He also squeals in his delight as I loop around the room and sing songs like "Waltzing Matilda." I think he likes that song as much as I do =)

What I love is how he might be close to crying, but right when he looks at me in my playful delight and just seeing him as the sweetest thing ever and us all having a fun time, he smiles. It's as if he looks at me to see what's going on with him. My sister (his mom) was waltzing with him, and as she would turn around with him, he would look to my face and be smiling as if he's having a fun time. I love it. I'm always so happy to see him and to be around him (and my sister and bro in law too). I'm always affirming his accomplishments and all the unique qualities he's inherited and things that he's expressing. How he keeps trying to crawl at 4.4 months and how he can gain distance, he has strong legs, we'll see if he will start walking as soon as his mom did, he picks things up quickly, he's aware. I love that he has all of his instincts and survival abilities intact, and I always affirm him for those. I have so much fun with him, haha. The other day I read to him and he was actually turning the pages with his little finger, it was too cute. He also played on the piano a little, while making soft sounds with his voice. I just love him.

It's great having a nephew : ) Lots and lots of love and joy.

Blessings,
Tinah