Are you the “container” or the “contained”??
It was Paul’s birthday, November 8th 2019. His first draft for his book River of Life was ready. He invited a few people at our home for reading of the first draft.
On Saturday and Sunday (November 9th & 10th), a beautiful, soulful tribe gathered at our home for reading the book penned by Paul Hinsberger-Shamanic Counselor “River of Life”.
As we each read the book, a lot of things stirred within each one of us.
The river flowed in our individual container (BEing) rising, slowing down, rushing, flooding, cascading various facets of our own life.
The River told us many stories about our own life. In our life we have been held as a container – holding deep wisdom, insights, experiences, gifts, and uniqueness of our BEing.
In that container, we are also contained by our own fears, shame, judgements, responsibilities resistance and grief.
The river allowed us to see, feel, notice and observe our own container – our LIFE.
In some aspects, we were the container – holding deep truths and deep tears. Holding hope. Holding pain, trauma and grief; holding joy; holding the visions to our soul journeys.
In certain aspects we were contained, not allowing the container to flood the plains of the rivers of our lives.
In all of our lives, as we navigate through our own unique and individual rivers, overlapping the rivers of others who cross our way, aren’t we all the ‘container’ to deep wisdom and intuitive gifts.?
We desire and deserve to share these gifts of our unique container with others. I feel, that makes us the most fulfilled and content,.
What perhaps ‘contains’ us is our lack of imagination to flow through the ‘perceived’ mundaneness of our individual pebble filled wobbly path and challenges or hurdles that we encounter during the flow of our rivers.
We fight the flow. We contract when we need to expand and we expand when we need to pause and contract.
This dichotomy (the dichotomy, which I also call as the feminine, masculine intertwining flow) keeps us on our toes and keeps us entangled in being contained in the container.
Perhaps some food for thought will help us navigate through the river of our life with poise and pose :-
(1) Where are you the “container” in your life?
(2) What does your “container” hold?
(3) How many times do you look inside the “container”?
(4) What do you do to tap into the essence of the “container” that you are?
(5) How transparent is your ‘container?”
(6) Are you proud of your “container” or are there some facets that you are ashamed about ?
(7) Do you often clear the contents of your container or do you keep them stuffed always?
(8) What contents of the container were you born with and what have ‘you” stuffed into it?
(9) Can your container ‘breathe”?
(10) Is there enough space in your container so that what is inside can reach out to others?
(11) What ‘contains’ you in your life?
(12) How does that containment affect the contents of the container?
(13) If you would not be ‘contained’, what / how would you be and how would your life unfold?
(14) How much has the containment ‘contained’ / confined/ tamed you and how much have you tamed /
confined the contents of the container??
(15) How would the river of your life be without being a container or the contained??
Introspect. Share. BE.