Body-Mind-Spirit - Inspiration for Writers, Dreamers, and Seekers of Health & Happiness
Last week a beloved writing client, Patty, sent me a photo of a statue sculpted in 1941 by Gerhard Marcks. The statue resides in the Franklin D. Murphy Sculpture Garden on the UCLA campus. Her name is Maja. According to Wikipedia, a “maja” can refer to a main-belt asteroid, a boa constrictor, a crab, a mountain peak in Kosovo, a feminine given name, a river in Romania, or a traditional Spanish woman. This last reference is what I see most in Marck’s Maja—a traditional Spanish woman. Well, maybe not traditional. And perhaps not necessarily Spanish, but a hot, spicy, self-assured woman willing to stand in her glory—a woman, who like the jacaranda behind her, is in full bloom.
The name “Maja” also reminds me of the prefix, “Maha,” in my chosen middle name, which means great. When I look at this picture I am inspired to flower, to grow and expand into my largest Self. It makes me want to live a fully realized life.
I’ve been reading Neal Donald Walsch’s Conversations with God and am struck by this quote: “The deepest secret is that life is not a process of discovery, but a process of creation. You are not discovering yourself, but creating yourself anew. Seek, therefore, not to find out Who You Are, seek to determine Who You Want to Be.
I want to be like Maja, radiant and self-assured. I want her pedestal, as well as the rays of sun that shine down upon her. I wouldn’t mind whatever rain drenches her; it has nourished the jacaranda. I want to be like this tree with its deep roots, wide branches, and gorgeous blooms. I want to be silk—and purple.
Purple is the color of the crown chakra. It is the color of royalty as well as divinity. Knowing I reside in God’s kingdom right here on earth; understanding that I need not learn what I need to know, but simply remember it; connecting with inner wisdom daily; trusting myself deeply; practicing compassion and love; having faith—these things make me bloom. They are the purple flowers and finely chiseled statues of my life. Here is where I most wish to stand: luxuriating under this tree with Maja, the beautiful; Maja, the great. I am statue, tree, sky, earth, and God—and they are me—though I forget. Thank you, Patty, for sending me this picture, which helps me not only remember who I am, but who I long to be.
Who do you long to be? I’d love to hear about it.
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