Ubuntu is a [beautiful] traditional African concept with a rich history. In “About the Name”, it is described as the belief in a universal bond of sharing that connects all humanity. Leymah Gbowee describes it as, “I am what I am because of who we all are” and Desmond Tutu expressed it as, “My humanity is inextricably bound up in yours. We belong in a bundle of life.” However beautiful, it's difficult to corral the essence of this worldview into language. Let's give it life through our choices. We are all connected in The Reiki Ripple.
What is wabi-sabi?
My distillation of the philosophy and aesthetic wabi-sabi:
A Japanese concept that emphasizes finding beauty in the natural imperfections of nature and life cycles; honoring the wisdom and gifts harboured within such authenticity and transience.
"To hug is to recharge your heart with the heartbeat of another."
As the calendar page turns, the Reiki Ripple (as I term it) of healing and growth continues to expand within us and outstretch without. Thank you for choosing to be a positive agent of change within your world and beyond.
Sages say that the quieter you become, the more you can hear. I would follow that the more you do this, the more you can understand. Be still in the noise of the world and listen, truly listen to your inner sound and to the Universe's sound ("uni" meaning one and "verse" meaning song, or "one song"). In stillness, we find the space where our inner sound meets Universe. It is in this space that we learn our soul and align connectedly as one. ~ Katherine R.
Ask yourself, "What if...?", and then go create that [reality or mentality]. Why not? Dwell in the open realm of possibility and see how that feels on you. ~ Katherine R.
~ So, we listen to the lullaby of the rain. Listening to the messages it insightfully whispers to us, we welcome them into our lives. We hold hands tightly as it pours and drenches us but we stay open and still, and then comes the warmth, only then, after we’ve truly braved the discomfort. ~ K.R.
I love the rain. In Japan, where Reiki holds roots, I would be fascinated by the rain chains (kusari-doi) that clinked in applause as the water flowed down them and collected for families to use. I am captivated by how each drop falls long, dances as it lands, quenching the earth and gifting a sense of purification, renewal, stillness.
My daughter’s name would have been Zenebe, “raining” in Amharic (Ethiopian), Zen for short. That’s how much I love the rain. To love it is to embrace that which most others cower from, much like difficult emotions, trying decisions, loss, and so on. It’s beautiful when we can look up into the rain, embrace it, find the beauty, the gifts.
A few days ago, my preschool-aged son said to me, “Mami, look at what a beautiful day it is”. As I examined the gray, overcast sky, I was filled with humble love and appreciation. I joined in his celebration. I loved his reminder that we are the creators of our perception, of our reality, and in each moment, we direct the weather vane to “make our own weather”. He reminded me that we ultimately choose to dance in the rain or hide and run from it.
There is no rainbow without rain.
Love the rain.
Dance with me ~