Human life runs its course in the metamorphosis

between receiving and giving.        

Goethe

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  The Tenth Gift ~ Chaos

The Tenth Gift - Chaos

Would you welcome the gift of Chaos? Would you joyfully give the gift of chaos?

Your answer probably depends on how attached you are to having order in your life or how ashamed you are of the chaos of your life right now.

So take a deep relaxing breath and come with me to a high place where we can safely look out on to the vista of creation as if we were gods.

As gods

we are eternally nourished,
we have a clear voice,
our visitors are frequent and creative,
our needs are ministered by joyful providers,
we are at home in ourselves in the hearts of others,
we delight in the tension of paradox and potential,
we know reality is in the moment free of ideals and drama
we honor ourselves and each other, and
how we love to play.

We also know that the process of creation depends on chaos. In otherwords, we know cosmos arises out of chaos and collapses into chaos in order to evolve into a new cosmos.

Have you ever made a meringue? Meringue is beautiful and holds graceful form. It glistens with beauty. There is so much chaos in the making of meringue. Eggshells are broken. The whites and the yolks are separated by tossing back and forth until the yolk drops - often breaking. The eggwhite loses its center. Then comes the beater...crashing into the whites, whipping them round and round, changing their consistency and color, drying them up. The eggwhites increase in volume. strength, purpose, beauty.

Imagine being an egg white destined to become meringue! Absolute chaos, with the possibility of a new cosmos.

Do you want your sense of self to hold beautiful form? If yes, do you know you need to fall into a thousand pieces, be whipped in all directions, and not loose faith?

Humpty Dumpty, the quintessential egg metaphor, broke into a thousand pieces and couldn't be put back together again. Why? Because appearance cannot evolve. Dear old HD is only a shell. Chaos is the death knell of existing appearance and all rigid shells.

But if you have inner substance, appearance can break apart, you whip into chaos and a new cosmic self is born.

Who in your life is an eggbeater? Who asks questions that can only create chaos if answered truthfully? Or makes observations that break apart all appearances?

I remember a friend saying "Lynn, I want you to be happy?" Three chaotic hours later I knew I was going to divorce my husband.

My clients often come to me seeking a clear reflection of the chaos of their life. Often my reflections create a more chaotic chaos, one that allows the new cosmic order to emerge, be recognized and empowered.

Do you trust that cosmos emerges out of chaos? Receive chaos gracefully. Give chaos lovingly.