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STRATEGY FOR ALL TYPES

Posted in STRATEGY on August 15, 2018 by Kashi

STRATEGIES OF THE TYPES

Posted in STRATEGY on August 15, 2018 by Kashi

Initiating to Responding

The “When and How” of the Open Throat Center

Posted in CENTERS, STRATEGY on August 3, 2018 by Kashi

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The open Throat Centre in a not-self unawareness, often plays out through a person who will talk out of turn, often inappropriately, and create a ‘snag’ in the flow of a conversation in a group gathering. The open Throat Centre will talk beyond a comfortable point and as a result begin to lose the interest of the group they are talking at.

Like every manifestation of the ‘not-self’, over-talking and trying to attract attention is an unpleasant frequency that will make others want to turn off their attention. The group dynamic will then begin to wane and dissipate. When the open Throat Centre impacts in its not-self manifestation many of those seated at the table around them can sense that something has shifted on a subtle level and it is slightly uncomfortable for a moment.

The open Throat Centre will often talk over others, sometimes louder or sometimes bursting in abruptly. It will often try many different ways to bring attention back to themselves in various attempts to be validated and be the centre of attention again. They will often continue in conversation as though they have an audience when in fact, most of the group is moving on in their thoughts having reached their peak of interest and checking out who to converse with next that might be a little more interesting and who will not dominate the conversation.

This type of open Throat Centre behaviour can be very irritating and disturbing in a peaceful conversation and interferes with the background field in a group dynamic.

 

On the other hand, the aware open Throat Centre knows that it is open and is familiar with that sensation of trying to draw attention to itself and the tendency to talk too much. They have learned that if they talk first, they automatically lose any advantage in the conversation. They most likely will look unintelligent and possibly ridiculous if they do speak first. After all, the open Throat Centre operating incorrectly really doesn’t know what to say or how to say it. It’s like a blind person getting into a large car and driving into a sea of traffic, with predictable consequences.

The open Throat Centre, that is aware, does not speak until it is drawn out or asked for a response. It sits quietly waiting, peaceful and not urging for expression. It seems to be the most impossible thing for an open Throat Centre and yet it is one of the most powerful things that an open Throat Centre can do.

An aware open Throat Centres affect an entire group on a subtle level that has exquisite grace, which is quiet in its movement and natural in its relaxed awareness of the tension in the ‘no space’ for expression of the open Throat Centre. They can actually create more ease in the group with their quietness. Attention comes to them from the quality of their silent presence that intensifies and is felt by those in the group when something needs to be said or done and no one is saying or doing it. The aware Throat Centre can bring pinpoint attention to an entire group without saying a word. Then they are naturally called out. Then they speak only what needs to be spoken. Then everyone relaxes.

The open Throat Centre sits quietly and may speak a few words or a few sentences when it is asked or invited but not too much. It holds its not-self voice at bay, allowing its natural wisdom to operate – the ability to see and track the manifestations of others. It moves like a panther through a jungle of thoughts, voices, words, sighs and laughter. And when it speaks, just like the graceful, powerful pounce of the jungle cat, it is eloquent, appropriate, effective, practical and very often astoundingly perceptive. And then naturally, there is the quiet, gentle movement back into the background until it’s time for it to show it’s beauty and grace again in response to the ‘almost imperceptable gaps’ or ‘untruths’ of others. That is its power, its natural beauty, to move gently like the quiet jungle cat without disturbing, without too much noise, just quietly moving, aware, and in the relaxed state that comes from being aware that the right timing will appear.

If you have an open Throat Centre, relax, feel the frequencies of the manifestations around you, sit quietly, be in your true power and be beautiful.

 

Written 2012  by Kashi Stone

A Magic Carpet Ride

Posted in INNER AUTHORITY, STRATEGY on August 2, 2018 by Kashi

One time I wrote a song about having a “fairy in my pocket”. I can hear it in my mind as I write this article. It’s a very cute song.

It was all about having a special sparkle of energy that kind of just zoomed me along in life. The song was about movement. I remember something about packing up the truck and heading down the highway, being available for whatever came my way and singing a song all along the way. It was something like that.

Thinking about My Magic Carpet Ride reminds me of that song and that feeling of what it is like to be riding along without a care, without a worry. It felt as though I was going through life with a special sparkle in my fluff as I floated along in a big, iridescent bubble on a cloud. You can get that feeling easily if you are emotional and happy and lounging on your magic carpet as you ride.

I call my Strategy and my Inner Authority my magic carpet. I get a similar kind of feeling with relaxing into my emotional way of being….sloooooow and not really knowing anything while waiting for life to come to me. I walk around in a fog most of the time about what I want, where I am going and when. I just surrender. I actually enjoy it now. I know this fog of not knowing serves me. I know that waiting and not initiating and waiting beyond what I think I can handle towards a tension that breaks my conditioning, that I get the magic carpet ride.

I kinda found this magic carpet by accident. I found it through doing what I love. While I am waiting, I just keep going into the next activity doing what I love and feel like doing in the moment. It can really, really drive people nuts but only those who don’t know Human Design and don’t get how I really operate.

When I found Human Design, I got my magic carpet and a handy-dandy, super-duper operations manual to go with it. I got my Strategy and I got my Inner Authority, I got my keynotes and I got my Incarnation Cross, wow.

Without understanding my open Centers, I really had no clue how I was sabotaging myself. When I finally began to understand my open Centers and see how my mind was using them (it took almost seven years into my process before I could actually see what they were doing) then I could see how my Inner Authority actually works. Life began to fall into place in a magical, serendipitous way. I also became incredibly relaxed once I could see the mechanics and understand what was going on around me, inside of me and with those surrounding me. It also helped to relax knowing that the my Inner authority was leading me along the way and making sure that I get the best opportunities for me. I don’t have to think about a thing, really. That is very relaxing.

When I had begun to truly operate correctly and surrender to my Inner Authority my magic carpet was suddenly beneath me.

If you don’t wait, if you rush and move on mental tapes, you miss the magic carpet completely. You might as well forget it and just continue to beat your heels to the ground. It’s not going to show up.

But if you relax, lay back and surrender into what is you, how you operate and navigate, forget what others try to make you do or what your mind tells you that you should do and just listen to the voice of the body, well, you are going to find yourself resting on a magic carpet and going for a fabulous ride.

You can’t get there mentally though.

Oh no.

You have to forget about the mind.

You have to be radical.

You have to be steadfast, maintain strong boundaries and be fearless in being you.

You wouldn’t believe what happens when you decide to surrender to what is you.

No planning, no strategizing your life, no trying to work it out for you and what you are going to do; who you are going to be with, where you will go.

There is only surrender to what is you and what life brings to you.

By doing what you love and through recognizing where you thrive and feel good, you suddenly find that fabulous magical carpet beneath you. It’s all there.

Your body knows and your Strategy and Inner Authority are what will take you to that place where you suddenly find your delightful carpet beneath you, taking you on a magical ride.

 

Kashi-Author

2014 Kashi Stone

Landing in Paradise

Posted in JOY, LIFESTYLE, STRATEGY on August 2, 2018 by Kashi

I woke up one morning slowly transitioning between the dream world and the daytime world. As I was drifting in and out, I heard a voice say, “We’ve landed in paradise. We are in Maui, we have made it”

It was an echo from a video I had watched the day before. The man was so proud and so Boat on river of lifegrateful to be in Maui. I have missed three occasions where I had tickets, bags packed and ready to go but never made it. I don’t want to get trapped on an island, perhaps.

So, my version of paradise became something else as I was drifting between dreaming and waking and reflecting on paradise.

It felt like paradise this particular morning while lying in my bed.

I have a full spectrum cosmos movie theatre in my bedroom. My bedroom windows are positioned in such a way that I can watch the moon move through the midnight sky and feel its light beam in on my forehead. There are trees between the window, the moon and me that create a silhouette of artistry, telling a story and painting a mood in the shadows.

I had just spent the early morning hours watching this work of art transform in front of me while lounging in my bed waiting for daytime to come.

Paradise to me is a garden, first. A garden full of fresh food year round, abundant fruit trees, herbs for medicine and flowers for companion planting. Bouquets are essential elements in paradise, too. That is heaven to me.garden2

Second on my list of things in paradise is a septic system that doesn’t use water. I know that probably sounds really strange to you but this idea of using water to run human waste down a hole is utterly stupid, in my opinion. We are the only animals that have homes designed with toilets inside our domains and we are the only species that uses water to get rid of our waste. My cat has taught me so much about proper waste management.

My greatest joy when I landed in Paradise was finding the most artful, most well designed building on our land, which was the magnificent humanure composting house. In paradise the “humanure” composting house is lovingly referred to as “Poo Palace”, and rightfully so. It is elegantly constructed, well designed, high fashioned and appropriate for this kind of human activity.

It’s not in the house, it’s more than fifty feet away and it does not use water, a precious, rare commodity these days.

From there the rule on this land is “No Wifi”. I know that would seem so very strange to most people since many cannot live without it. But Ethernet only is used, meaning each computer directly plugged into the modem in the living room if they want to access internet. It’s “old school”, you could say.

No wireless phones are allowed in the house and no wifi Bluetooth so that there is the guarantee of an EMF free zone. The land is completely barren of electrical lines, which is an added bonus for me since I am sensitive to electrical poles and lines.

Water is abundant as springs flow throughout the property and the location is not far from the coast guaranteeing an occasional rain and lots of fresh air.

I like the fact that the house is run entirely on solar. We manage which light bulb is turned on in which room to ensure there is enough juice in the batteries to last throughout the evening while we gather in the kitchen for a snack, play on the computer, watch a movie or play and record music. We are completely off the grid.

Occasionally, the generator comes on for a couple of hours to recharge the batteries if we are enjoying the day fully into the late evening. How much we use the generator depends a lot on how much sunshine we get.

I remember my grandmother saying to me often while growing up, “Life is an attitude. Life is what you make it”. Then she would give her examples and scenarios of people who made positive things happen in their life despite their strife. She was very hopeful yet realistic about taking responsibility for where one’s mind would go when things would happen and how that created one’s reality.

“When life hands you lemons, make lemonade”, she would say when something would happen that brought sadness, disappointment or heartbreak. She would point out people who are suffering greater and how one’s own personal life was really not that bad.

It is the same way in which we create the reality that we are living in. Are we giving full berth to our Emotional Body to drive our life, causing us to surf up and down, and all around?

Or are we making calculated, strategic, pretentious moves that sometimes work out and sometimes lose terribly, pulling in the wrong people and the difficult experiences with less than desirable results?

Maybe we have decided not to do any planning, no strategic movement and no commitments as we have chosen to stay present in our process.

One must constantly let go, allow and seek the good while moving along in life’s experiences. And when we keep gratitude at the forefront of our attitude, it helps the ability to stay present in the letting go.

When we surrender to the magic of serendipity and trust in the process of living our life, everything is more beautiful, more delicious, more delightful and more divine. We naturally lead our self into beauty.

When one can be present to the moment in a state of gratitude, paradise is at hand.

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written by Kashi Stone 2016

Getting to Better

Posted in JOY, LIFESTYLE, PATIENCE, STRATEGY on August 1, 2018 by Kashi

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When big changes come into our life, a crisis is happening or so it seems. Activations and transits occur that are shocking and cause big shifts.

Planetary impressions cause us to behave in certain ways and changes come into our life stimulating fear, insecurity, rejection and feelings of aloneness. When these transits come into our life trajectory or into the program field, we get a test or a lesson that provides an opportunity to spiral up or stay stuck in another cycle of learning.

This “shock and crisis” experience is an intimate part of our evolutionary process as a human. It is there to break old habits and traditions; transform the nature of one’s being and crack open any crystallization that is keeping one from evolving through movement and change. And it is providing a doorway, an opportunity for initiation and advancement to spiral up and out of a series of lessons.

Moments of crisis are a complete surprise. There is no time to prepare for them. That is why it can be such a shock to the system. A shocking act is so different than what one is thinking and feeling in the moment. It can be very painful. Those moments of crisis often go against what is dear to our heart, what brings joy in life, what we feel we need or so it seems.

If we don’t survive these shocking moments, we dive into darkness and deep depression. We stay stuck in the same series of lessons until we are jolted out of our lethargy by crisis. We create more hardship for our life and lose vigilance with creativity, and beauty by ignoring the opportunities to transcend and move beyond.

The shock, the crisis of change is the catalyst for leading us into this initiation. We learn to let go of all attachments and be a free agent of the universe in order to be peaceful and content in life.

This initiation is the spiral up, the graduation, a walk through a door one could say.

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There was a time when I lived in an isolated mountain community about thirty miles away from town. The winters were dark and cold and there was not much practice of eco mindfulness or conscious care on this traditional cattle farm. I had moved into the community at the ranch because I was told that they had the latest and the greatest of everything, which later, I found was quite the opposite. They were overly hopeful and seemingly boastful.

There was no recycle or waste program in place at this community, there was no alternative energy program and there were no gardens for the grand state of the art permaculture program. It was slightly confusing since nothing at this ranch was like the way it was presented to a stranger.

It made me cry watching items getting tossed into the waste can and the property dump every few days with zero sorting, recycling or reusing. I watched and participated in reckless, careless concern from my impact and the others around me.
It made me grieve.

At meetings I asked if anyone knew of someone who would take over the recycle and disposal program. My hands were already full taking care of most other things in the operations of the business. No one wanted to take the responsibility. Things continued to pile, get tossed into the dump trailer and merge into a heap of bad eco practices.

Trips to the grocery store made me cringe as I pondered products in containers of plastic versus glass, quality and price and where that container would go next when I was finished with it. It was becoming a very narrow choice in my selection of truly eco conscious product selection in order to minimize my impact.

There were a few things that just seemed a bit off and not aligned with conscious living in this environment that I was calling home and it was just a bit unpleasant for me. I also found it hard to sit and write without a clear space available to concentrate with the variety of personalities surrounding me. The dark, cloudy days on the mountain left little inspiration to create much of an engaging story.

A good time came for me to move on and choose a new community and living arrangement. It was a shocking moment when the decision was made. I moved quickly and didn’t take much time to prepare or control the direction of my movement. I was anxious to get to sunshine and blossoming flowers and out of the cold, grey days.

Destiny took over as I moved without planning and allowed to be shown where to go next so that I could sit and focus on my writing. I wanted to get my first novel published and my second novel completed and ready for editing.

When I arrived to move my things into my new community home, I was led towards a place where they had a meticulous process of handling trash. Everything gets sorted in at least six different ways.

I knew I had landed in the right place when that was at the top of the list of priorities of things to introduce me to right away. It took me a couple of weeks to get into the groove while I was often reminded of how to do things correctly.

With that introduction, the effects of the shocking changes lessened on my body and my mind. I started to relax and learn how to be more mindful with my trash. There were many things at this new place that were a step up from my previous environment that were exactly what I had been asking for: off the grid solar living, outhouse composting systems, gardens with flowers blooming in early spring through summer and autumn, lots of natural springs flowing, no wifi polluting the environment, lots of trees, vegetarian home, the list goes on.

I settled into my new home and my room at the top of the house with the tiny windows above the garden and the large skylights open to the sky. It was perfect for writing. The birds sang above in the trees as the wind blew and rustled the leaves; butterflies fluttered from flowering bush to tree and the occasional blossom in the patch.birds in fairy land

There were spring flowers blooming, bushes budding and running brooks flowing everywhere. “There must be no water shortage here, “ I thought to myself as I stepped across the little stone bridge continuing the path over a raging, small brook.

I realized, suddenly in one moment, that this country cottage where I had landed was a vast improvement over my last home and that I could relax just a bit more in life. I no longer had to purvey weddings and church retreats, which were two things far from the passion of my pen and paper.

I was amongst a very different type of people with kinder hearts and a mature, supportive, friendlier vibe. I really had stepped up a notch on the spiral and walked through a doorway of some kind. Even though I felt the effects of a shock in the change, I stayed smooth and calm, observing where life was taking me next.

When I arrived at my new place, my friend offered to make a phone call, check a few things on the internet for me and introduce me to a friend who had the goat milk and the pesto that I was seeking.

Within a couple of weeks, I found out that the program that I was looking for was right down the road. The alternative therapist that I was hoping to find was located right beside the program facility. A professional editor who could assist with my book lived next door to our little farm and the photojournalist that I was seeking to assist with the cover of my book was only three miles into town.

Everything was unfolding better than before and it was exactly what I had been asking for.

I’m so glad that I let go.
So, that I could gently flow.

written by kashi rachel stone ….2016