Marya Mann : Blog : It's Nirvana Or Never

It's Nirvana or Never

KONA, Hawaii ~ I awakened one morning, put on my leopard-print house shoes and walked into the kitchen, prepared for a miracle. To my beloved, I said, “Koakane, can we talk?” I knew he would understand this stripped-down code for the miracle-making, the stepping up to the plate of life and doing our part to create a culture of angels.

On most days, what’s uppermost on our plate is the work we do as doctors — he of the spine, me of the bodymind – to help on the front lines of healing. Today, the fresh edge in my heart arises from the deadline for completing the book Nirvana, Interrupted, and sending the manuscript to the publisher by April 1. Nirvana, the profound joy of emptiness, clarity, resonance with what really matters, is not matter at all! It’s the consciousness within matter, behind matter, causing what matters.

We two disagree on some things, for we are individuals as well as life partners, healers and colleagues, but we totally unify in knowing there are angels worth saving in each of us in this world. Behind our projections, pains, addictions and oddball behaviors, we are the new species, homo angelis — telepathic, empathetic and totally harmonized with all the fields of life and intelligence — if we only remember to reframe the horrible, bless the good and seek out those who remind us who we really are when we forget.

So when I say, “Can we talk?” he picks up the not-so-secret rule, called a jewel in our household, because we question every authority and enjoy sharing jewels. Jewels for miracle-making take us beyond the old rules – with the one exception, the Golden Rule — and into the domain of precious treasure.

“Do you want to balance?” he asks, knowing that 100 per cent of our happiness and healing work with clients depends on a finely tuned equilibrium both within ourselves and in relationship with others. I’m ready. “Go ahead,” he says as he pours coffee and listens. Ah, listening, looking — the Heisenberg difference, the art of looking and loving so precisely that it makes the electrons shift before it moves mountains.

Holding my eyes steady on the white orchid in front of me, I begin. The orchid, by the way, is a profoundly beautiful and easy-to-grow Phalaenopsis hybrid called Temple Cloud, and it arches over the kitchen sink across from a sun-filled window. Which may give you some reason why my book is called Nirvana, Interrupted – I know how to interrupt myself. But the interruptions often give significant details that ground the story, which helps you and I, writer and reader, feel more grounded. When grounded, our spirit flows more easily in the body, and we can center on the larger story moving forward. We’re all meditating on stories, and we can choose stories that give us pleasure and long-term health, which brings happiness to others, or we can believe in stories that cause war. We get to choose.

But I digress — you see what I mean about interruptions. To Koakane, amid the smells of maple syrup and ginger in the morning warmth, I confess that I feel like I’m in a circus, trying to tame the untamable. In the story files, I’m like a juggler roaming among castles and elephant tents, yet I can have the new book edited and complete by April Fools’ Day, if I don’t get fooled again, interrupted by life and love, so many people and things that deeply matter.

“So what’s the problem? Your fans will be glad,” he says perfectly, and in my dreams. Right here, in our sun-painted kitchen on Hawai’i Island, he actually says, “Just a minute. I gotta go get the newspaper,” and Dr. Green walks out the door into the tropical morning air.

But wait! I’m in pain. I want to be heard. I’m struggling. I want to become better. I want peace, a friend, more money, true love, and I want to be good enough for all this beautiful experience that life is casting our way. I want the world and my beloved to pay attention to what’s burning inside me, and for the flames to cast illumination like a ball of fire across all the story pages, waking people from their suffering. We hike up the mountains of joy in a world of story, with the writer doing the grunt work and the reader along for ride of magic that heals as potently as the sciences of medicine, chiropractic and psychotherapy. A good story massages the soul open, and with more pleasure than toxic pills or open-heart surgery.

Do I want too much? Maybe I want too little.

I know I want to touch people’s lives in a positive way. Having spent more of my life single and living solo rather than with partners or family, I know this: the soul’s wanting is a clue to what our gifts are. Not to be dispelled or discouraged as ego, genuine wants light a spark of movement that can reconnect us to the whole web of life. When I learned to deeply listen to my spirit when I was alone, allowing the goodness to surface and breathe real air, the encouragement of allowing, forgiving and appreciating not only fed me, it completed and created me. I needed the time to feel my own dreams, to sense what I wanted then, 20 and 30 years ago, and what has manifested now, in front of me. This story I’m living now is what I imagined then: loving family, doing work I love, living on a tropical hillside with bougainvillea cascading down forever blue seas, among relaxed people who cherish good humor, in a Floral Age community sustaining a biosphere of wisdom, wit, bounty and beauty.

The qualities, places and paramount goals I envisioned then, in my solitude, had to face hard facts, people and events conspiring to convince me to give up my dreams and get a real job or an early husband – either would do – and forget being a writer, healer or musician — as every artist and inspired leader has likely encountered at some point in their lives.

Finding a good partner and healthy family had evaded me for a long time. To change the feeling I wasn’t good enough, I tried, perhaps too hard, to be the best partner and ‘ohana mate I could possibly be. I learned I had to be my own inner healer and doctor first, to partner with my higher self, to soothe my own wounded self, to be the inner mother and inner father, the inner child, the inner divine,. Once the interior relationships were healed and smoothed, drawn into a central, harmonious hub, and I had forgiven everybody including myself, a mood of equanimity settled in.

Back in our warming kitchen, Koakane walked in the door, a picture of poise, like the orchid with the glow of light coming through the Temple Cloud petals, growing with every second. I had started doing sunrise salutes in the “loving room” adjacent to the kitchen. We re-named our living room a loving room so that entering it, we would be reminded us of our commitment to loving rather than just existing.

He carries the West Hawaii Today to his gold-tinged nook and reads aloud the bold headline: “35-acre Kona brush fire spares homes, snarls traffic.” What a story! “The fire started from unknown causes but 6-8 mph winds fanned the flames to jump Hualalai Road and even Queen Kaahumanu Highway,” he says.

Thankfully, brave firefighters were able to douse the blaze. But what is the meaning of this? Nature’s hot winds, possibly human error, contributed to the Moses-like burning bushes. A dry year, with only a patch or two of rainfall, a spark, a match, an unconscious conspiracy of energies, inflames the earth, to awaken us? There’s nothing like getting fired up for the new era. Isn’t it time we quicken the light before the flame burns out? And the most significant takeaway: thank heavens for water and Hawaii County’s magnificent fire department, a rescue helicopter and brave pilots who risked their lives cooling hot spots, erasing the danger. Many lessons come in every story.

“Are you ready?” Dr. Green asks.

Ready for what? I think, having already, in my morning meditation, by bearing witness to the moment, balanced for completing Nirvana, Interrupted. My priorities are in line: to clear myself, to help relieve suffering, which will lead to a healthy planet of kind souls, and also, to help my stepson clean his room. No, scratch that. Let’s focus on more possible goals – world peace, no more death penalty, and the manuscript. Good.

“Okay, Dr. Mann, let’s do it,” Koakane says as he stands up. With a seasoned chiropractor and able healer like Dr. Green, it’s easy to balance. PSYCH-K has imbued our relationship with ongoing energy alignment, and Quantum Leap methods inspire us to renew realizations with the everyday work of miracle-making — what we came here for.

A growing number of clients are experiencing the results: Pain relief, a renewed zest for life, joy in relationships, creative clarity, nirvana. Each time we balance, the hidden spasms that have kept us from our true selves are resolved and cleared. More light shines through.

Have we mastered the art and science of energy balancing? That would be hubris and out of balance to think so. I do know that miracles happen and more of our divine nature emerges every day into a welcoming world.

You remember who you are, right? A loving presence, a becoming, a bringer of spirit into bone for the sacred dance, the one who dares to do-se-do with the heavens, keeping time with the whole ensemble while moving to the beat of your own drummer.

Zeno wrote 2300 years ago that, “The goal of life is living in agreement with Nature.” It’s even truer today, when our living out of synch with nature is demanding we re-balance and heal, above all else perhaps, the human psyche. All the pains of the world come from damaged psyches, wounded souls that calling to be restored in beauty, re-storied into wholeness. Great happiness and prosperity comes from the greater accord with our own true nature and the whole of nature. That’s nirvana. Don’t let it get interrupted!

Many Big Blessings,
Marya
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