The idea that drives me is that we are all numinous.


Numinous is being in the presence of the Divine.  We are all of us, broken, flawed, wounded and leaking and  Divine.  Not either or.  And.

We are made from Love.  In the traditions that I come from, we are the product of a Divine essence.  God.  The Goddess.  All That Is.

We come from Love.

We are love.

Love is the essence and the genesis of life.

Something is living in my cells that knows the truth of this.   As my friend and I Ching devotee D'vorah says

 "We have a cellular memory of Divine Harmony." 

 That knowing that that memory of Divine Harmony, to me, God, as part of our being, we are in essence, a spark of light.  That we do as Carl Sagan says, come from stars.

“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”  

 It is the calling of that cellular memory of the Divine that makes me brave and feel connected and encourages me to life.  This gives us our call to action and disquieting thoughts about unfairness and injustice and the harm we are causing the planet.  All of these things are stirred in us because we are programmed to find our true nature.  Programmed to return to Love.  To express Love in the way that is unique to us.  Whether that is in gardening, loving our children, healing our wounds, creating beauty, helping others changing political systems... whatever... Our Divine nature is calling us.  The Numinous wants to be recognised and expressed.


And yet in the world of "if you can't prove it, it is not true" the left brain logical linear thinking world, we are trained to see the evidence of the numinous as erroneous.  Not true.  Not worth looking at.  Invalid.

We are taught to see that those numinous things are only for certain people, either the saintly ones - like Mandela and the Dalai Lama, or the damaged ones, like people with mental illness.  We are taught to fear the evidence of that Divinity as something that does not bare touching.  The Divine does not, according to western cultural norms, live in the ordinary.

To me, that is erroneous. 

The truth is we are all divine.  If we could just see the miracle in a  blade of grass or as Jack Kornfield says:

"“If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.”

My call to myself, and to you if you feel the twinge in your cells, is to feel the tug of the numinous.  To follow it.  To see that fear of the beauty and the immensity of the truth of your Divine nature when it arises.  To find evidence of the presence of Love in this left brain logical world and to hold fast against dismissing Love's presence  because it is not measurable or tangible or visible in a way that makes it easy to classify or tag.

But to let that wild numinous Love roam free in your cells.

To recognise it in the flower you find, or the beauty of your iris (I mean have you ever really looked?

Notice the miracles in the world.  The bee pollinating, the bud bursting out, the apple forming, the way the beauty of the taste of it nourishes your cells so perfectly... The way the sun sets and spills beauty before darkness spreads its still comfort and then yields to the brilliant light again.  Over and over.  The utter miracle of Life.  Numinous.

It is no accident that the miracles I mention live in nature.  Nature is our antidote.  Our repository of miracle to nourish us body and soul.  It is our not noticing that the rivers are choking, the bees are dying, the wetlands are drying up because our eyes and hearts are numb to the miracles while we so desperately seek the antidotes in shopping malls... this not noticing is what is starving us.




Making us hungry for miracles.




So it is turning away from the fear that we will somehow be judged as less than when we see our Divinity and the Divinity that holds us up.

It is noticing fear when it arises, with ill health or loneliness or vulnerability,  It is knowing that the antidote to that fear does not lie in the left brain world.  It lies in the falling into the arms of the Numinous.  Recognising the Divine in all that surrounds us.  Releasing into acknowledgment.




It requires noticing.




It requires courage.




It requires remembering. 


Let's remember together.

Welcome to 2014.

I have prevaricated about this post because I am really wanting to step up what i offer here...  make sure that what what i bring to the numinous jane banquet table is nourishing and delicious.

I want this blog space and my website in general to be an offering to Love.  Yes big L Love.  The force that I believe propels us all.  That is the truth of who we are.

I want people to feel reminded of that truth every time they come here.  


With every artwork, teaching, blog post and touch with this little ecosystem here I want to replenish a connection to the truth that we are all made of Love.


It is what I am on this miraculous planet to do.  And I am pretty sure it is part of how each of us are designed.  


So in the midst of the New Zealand school holiday, summer, Christmas, birthday season extravaganza  I have been in I have been rolling around ideas for the first blog post for the year.


Felt it should be momentous.


Full of Import.


Saying something Big.


And that stopped me.  


I was too concerned with the how i just forgot the why. 


The why is "Reminding the world that they are in the presence of Divine Love".


And in forgetting that I blocked the why.  


And then the how became too difficult.


In a series of online communities i am engaged in (this one and this one both of which you need to ask to join but they are so worth it) Fabeku and Jeanne have been talking about the importance of your why.


Holding the "Why I do this" foremost in your mind helps to realign you to your purpose much quicker and cleaner than any other question.  When you know you are connected to your Why with each action then you are alive to your reason for being here... which means you are living your life and the magic that swirls in that place is amped up.

Which returns me to the conundrum i began with.

I lost my why for this post.

So here I am turning up regardless of the Big message to say I want to remind you that you are made of Love.  You are an expression of the Divine.  Truely.  Right now.  In your sweatpants and unbrushed hair.

You are Love.

And I welcome you into 2014 with me.  

Come back any time you need to be reminded.

And let me know how Love shows up for you today.

xxxoooxxx
Love, jane.