
Eliza: Chinook Wind
In the Pacific Northwest where I have made my home all my adult life,
we get warm winds in the winter. The indigenous people have called
these winds, Chinook winds. From the tropical regions of the central
Pacific come these winds, bringing mild temperatures and thaws to the
colder regions of the Inland Northwest. Outside there is such a strong
wind blowing, knocking down empty garbage cans, opening gates and
ripping the dry frozen leaves off of the trees in a last minute autumn
blur of motion.
Last night my heart was thawed out, not by a wind, but by the warmth
of a friend’s heart. She took the time to sit with me for an hour or so
as I moved through some more intense emotional clearing.
When I first took on this accelerated clearing project, I thought I
was capable of passing through it without a hitch. I was a bit cocky. I
hit an especially rough patch last weekend, which threw me completely
off balance. All my healing and spiritual energy training went out the
window. I was under attack by a tsunami of emotions rising up and
threatening to submerge me under their waves.
When I threatened to give up everything, my friend gently reminded me
that my ego mind was in the midst of a great purging. Apparently in
having so many masculine lifetimes, with my share and more of
disappointment, frustration and danger, I had succeeded in “stuffing”
away my emotions so I would be strong enough to face any challenge. And
now, in the course of releasing these same emotions, I have been feeling
rather overwhelmed by them. For as my friend reminded me, I have been
more comfortable living in my mental body and not actively engaging in
emotions… so consequently now I had to deal with them as they have begun
to release from the formerly hidden crevices of my emotional body.