Thursday, August 2, 2012

Undoing - Laughing with the Trees

The client looked at me, her penetrating gaze, a sugar-coated Easter ham bulging wide-eyed as I suggested she tickle the soft, furry beard on the tree. Her features soften like the moss as she giggled when I asked, Is the tree laughing?

Truthfully, she was as disoriented as I have been on the island. Compass in hand, I keep checking for my True North, as I feel lost in my bliss. North feels a lot like South, East, and West. Living on an island is a unique experience. In Maine, I knew when I was headed North, with the water to the right, and in California, to the left. Here, however, every forest opens up to sweeping waterways, and cascading snow-covered mountain ranges. Every corner in a lush disguise.

This is truly a magical place to disorient yourself from the mundane, to remember your nature while absorbed in spacious complexity of greenery and ancient forests--all patient and waiting to share their laughter and wisdom. I was an enthusiastic host showing off the pride of place, as we sampled the buffet of experience, processes, and soulful exploration of the inner terrain. The retreater was open but resistant as we began the exploration of this new frontier using written symbols, paint, beads, music, and earth to shovel a new pathway home. 

The shuttle arrived as scheduled, offloading a terse but delightfully loving camper with a large suitcase full of summer clothes and beach expectations. Like the low-hanging clouds and the dark grey bay, there was a storm inside ready to unleash onto this shivering wanderer in shorts and sandals. The car thermometer read 55 Fahrenheit. Night one was an opening dinner and massage, off to the perfect start as room side tide swept away her life waiting on a distant shore.

The rain hovered close the next morning as we walked into the darkened, moist woods like two explorers on guard, ready for a surprise attack from the thick jungle. I requested that we go forth in silence as her questions where a deluge more penetrating than the storm around us. After putting the focus back onto her and away from my life, we made a pact--this retreat is about you. Shooting questions like arrows was not allowed, but conversation, a welcome walking stick. The undoing process began as we wandered along the pine pathways in silence. By the end of the trail, I watched from a safe distance as she stopped to explore the various tree mushrooms, a kaleidoscope of colored snails, and even caught sight of her tickling trees.

Together we unraveled work, home, and relationships, meandering toward a hidden labyrinth. Okay, I must admit, at one point I had her sit on a hidden throne in the wooded clearing and began administering some hands on touch into the mix. At this point, she mentioned that she did not like to get dirty and the mosquitoes were a threat, shaking off any energy that might have shifted. Still, she was intrigued by this novel approach, and with curiosity, she blew her uncertainty into a stone to leave at the altar in the middle of the rock-mapped maze.

At lunch she pulled the Heyoka card from the Sacred Spirit Deck in reverse (In native traditions, the Heyoka is the coyote referring to the trickster), precisely what the afternoon held. The prankster arrived as a violinist, and the camper, a brusque participant, quickly shirked the painting, the music, and the Hippy musician. Yes, the afternoon was contrary to the morning walk. Not only was the camper fretful that the happy maiden was inside stealing her purse, it was about time to get her hands dirty. Not sure which of her fears were dominating when the musical guest had inadvertently let out Sashi who was now catting about the yard. At this point, I was being tested to see if I could remain in my True North, watching from the deck as my furry feline was resisting me.

For a moment, the coyote ruled as we danced our way around the short sonnets. The best-laid plans had been reversed. After an hour of my craziness trying to corral the cat, the violinist attempted to instruct the painter, and with the insanity of it all, the mood settled like the clouds above withholding the tears. By the time she made an additional wardrobe change into a butterfly cape, the experience began shift. Our hearts opened to the compelling music and the fingers slowly moved with the rhythm. Her inner artist emerged. The branches of the Cherry Tree above the patio bent close to listen, to gossip and giggle as the human antics provided an endless source of laughter.

From then on, we began to flow, merging nature with healing and artistic process. Yes, the trees were laughing at us that day. They were delighting in the mystery of the cat as I ran up and down the stairs trying to catch the wind. They chuckled as the violinist changed from one winged costume to the next, and mostly they smiled at my retreater as she remembered how she loved to laugh with the trees.

To experience your own Undoing, schedule a personal retreat with Renee Baribeau, The Practical Shaman. Spend 3 days in Nature as you learn to remember who you really are. All of the skills and experience will help shift your present life. Everyone needs a Retreat.

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Renee is a mentor, healer, coach, teacher, and writer. She has trained with a long list of traditional shamans and modern-day mystics.

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In 2010, Renee’s healing memoir, The Shaman Chef; How cooking saved my life scheduled for publication in autumn 2012, placed her among the top 25 finalists in The Next Top Spiritual Author competition, emerging from a field of over 2,500 candidates from around the world. Her Recipe for a Creative Awakening was chosen to be a chapter in an anthology entitled Pearls of Wisdom, Thirty Life Changing Ideas featuring Jack Canfield.

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Other Blog Posts by Renee: Buried Alive - A Shamanic Death and RebirthAn American CeremonyA Recipe for Summer SerenityWhere Does Faith Live in the Body?, God is Not Found in the Bottom of a Bag of Potato ChipsStop Fighting! Surrender!, Confessions of a Cell Phone Junkie

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