In this week’s episode, Melissa La Flamme speaks with Joanna about: art as a doorway to Spirit; wilderness rapture; soul rewilding: becoming who you are; Nature needs us now; the alchemy of grief; a dream calling; the medicine of Big Mystery. (Joanna apologizes for the sound quality…so sorry, sometimes it’s like that)
Melissa La Flamme, M. A. is a visionary artisan of cultural evolution, author, poet, shamanic guide and teacher, Jungian psychotherapist, depth psychologist and troublemaker. Melissa lives in Denver, Colorado serving souls – humans and other-than-humans – worldwide. Melissa’s new book of post-modern, shamanic soul poetry, “What You Are For: Inciting a Revolution In Your Soul”, will be available in paperback spring 2015.
“I Can’t Sit Still”, original music by Evarusnik
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Joanna – the sound quality was fine!!
Art most certainly IS a “doorway to the world of Spirit”. In whatever forms it takes; be it words, sculpture, painting, dance, or simply concealed within the activities of our day to day lives. But it is important to remember that art is only as transformational as the level of Consciousness it both reflects and embodies. Which, in turn, is the reflection and outer expression of the inner state of the person creating it. This is why it is so vital that all of us – regardless of what we call ourselves – engage in the ongoing and vigilant work of sweeping out own heart and making sure that our words, thoughts, feelings, and actions, are coming from the very best and purest Space of Truth within us from moment to moment. Being the embodiment of Truth does not mean always being pretty or polite or organized. It means being Natural. Naturally Who We Are, naked of all labels and preconceived notions or “shoulds”. There is no need to “become who we are”, only to cease pretending to be who and what we aren’t. The call is to “Awaken”, not to dream. And if we tend to the needs of our Soul, grief simply falls away, because the Song of the Soul is Joy and joyous, and suffering cannot exist in Its Presence…