Truth, Lies and Forgetfulness.

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“In the midst of all the issues of truth and lies in the culture, Michael Meade draws on the ancient Greek word for truth, “alethia” which translates as “not to forget.” Alethia then leads to the mythic underworld and the River Lethe, also known as the Stream of Forgetfulness or Oblivion. Not only is truth in short supply, but the Stream of Forgetfulness appears to have flooded the daily world and caused people to forget how important truth and meaning are to the human soul. Meade pulls on these ancient threads of truth and meaning to shape the idea of ‘living in truth” as a soulful response to all the “big lies” and false ideas spreading through the culture.”

Yesterday I had a tooth removed, it had “died” I had no idea teeth could do that. For sometime now it had been infected, actually creating a poison in my body. The dentist said “ your immune system has rejected this tooth, it can no longer protect it, there is no root, it has died.” As he loosened and finally pulled out the tooth I felt the relief of this “stuff” leaving the infected area, and am slowly feeling the poison leave my body whilst the hole it has left slowly heals over. I had been considering these last few months the “root” of my ongoing work. My Hashimotos begs me to go to the root cause, of all my issues in order to heal. I am aware of the hole that is left in my mouth, where my nourishment has to pass through, it is tender, soft vulnerable and a reminder of the root causes of “old stuff”

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A bone was pulled from my head which I ask dentists to be sensitive to. In pulling a bone from someone’s head, be deeply aware of all that goes with that,  entering the mouth, is invasive pulling a tooth, for me is traumatic,  the memories of all it carried, since it grew, from baby tooth, what it had to chew and grind down and put up with in times when the root was perhaps not attended to.

“Habits that corrode the original structure of the body; borrowing others’ truths and not speaking from your own mind & heart; allowing your spirit to be smaller than it is; emotional imbalance (which is anything less than joy).” One Hundred Ways North

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Immersed in a nature year in the Dagara tradition I am constantly reminded of its essence -how nature teaches us about authenticity, from the greek word, authentes “one acting on one’s own authority,” The author of ones being-ness. The author of one’s ancient story,   carried from the original source. The masks we have had to wear to fit in, to belong, to hide behind to be accepted and also to be in our truth, our being-ness, our true nature. What was the truth of what really happened in our story, how much did we erase, block out, fear and lose of the authority of our story. What is the truth of that and when can we speak our truth. Maybe as Meade suggests, the only way to be in the lies and false ideas that are poisoning our culture  is to pull on the ancient threads of our ancestors to get to the root of who we are. The truth of who they were, the secrets the hidden-ness, the dark places?

The late and great Aretha Franklin, queen of soul with whom I grew up with as a 10 year old,  teenager, woman, not knowing when listening to those songs  the hidden stories that are emerging of motherhood at the age of 12 and again 14, and  the shroud of silence that wafts over her own father as the possible father, looms in the deep soulful now haunting voice and eyes behind the eyes when I now watch her sing. who knows what lay at the root of her addictions, her silence, her secrets.  Rest in power. 

Who held the madness, the healer, the teacher, the murderer, the terrorist , the kind one, the deeply sweet one, the abuser, the peacemaker, and scales of justice in our own families? If we go back into that cavity then it isn’t about waiting  for it to get so infected that the root dies but in fact to take care of it so it thrives in the truth of who we are. We are all of it- in the alignment of all things and they all require a seat at the table of remembering so we can heal the old wounds, the ancestral legacies we have been carrying, and we can leave it with them. Maybe then we won’t be so immersed and impacted by “world” stuff because it may exist in our own ancestral burdens. 

“You need only claim the event of your life to make yourself yours. When you truly possess all you have been and done, which may take some time, you are fierce with reality.” Florida Scott Maxwell.

 

When we give over our authority, someone else will come and take it. When we ignore what is wanting to be seen, the ancestors,  bring it to our attention, with a sign, a message or a reminder.  

When we live in the true nature of our authenticity, we are a living human document of the story that is being written, and we are the authority on what wants to be known.  Then we enter fully into the stream of joy which was always waiting to be reclaimed. When we are there, we don’t get carried away by the river but are better able to join the flow of not only the water of our life but also the interconnected rivers that lie beneath everything. 

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Image Courtesy of Craig Foster

May all worlds bless and protect you always

Mbali

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6 thoughts on “Truth, Lies and Forgetfulness.

  1. That was deep. This passage in particular hit me hard:
    “Who held the madness, the healer, the teacher, the murderer, the terrorist , the kind one, the deeply sweet one, the abuser, the peacemaker, and scales of justice in our own families? …We are all of it…they all require a seat at the table of remembering so we can heal the old wounds, the ancestral legacies we have been carrying, and we can leave it with them.”

    “A seat at the table of remembering”

    I’ve been unpacking the cavity of my heritage & lineage for years now. So far, I’m the only one sitting at the table. But that’s ok. Maybe only one is enough.

    You dropped so much knowledge in this one essay I may have to print it out!

    Thank you sis. Blessings to you & yours 💕
    Namasté ~ Asé ~ one love
    Marie-Françoise

  2. “What was the truth of what really happened in our story, how much did we erase, block out, fear and lose of the authority of our story. What is the truth of that and when can we speak our truth. ”

    The “toothsayer” has spoken ☺

    Excellent reflection and extractions. Thank you form this. I wonder ..in our stories..what we are to keep..and what we are to leave behind?

    Willow

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