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So the year draws to a close and the world is in turmoil because of its focus on the old masculine energies of competition and profit at all cost. Such things are meant to be. The world changes and this is the time of the turning.

As the world moves from the old masculine spirit back to the feminine energies (as the Great Cycle continues to turn) the market meltdown is only one symptom of the end of the Old Age. The increasing commitment to fundamentalist masculine beliefs and the atrocities carried out in their name as they fight the inevitable decline that has begun will regretably continue.

But through this the emergence and the re-birth of the feminine energies will continue. It cannot be stopped. New values are emerging and new ways of living. In the New Year I am taking this site to a more proactive status and will be publishing the first chapters of a new book here for your review and comment.

Those of you who have not done so already should also consider joining www.Rebelisland.net a social network dedicated to the re’volution of the feminine energies in business.

For now compliments of the holiday season and a new world to come.

One of the lessons of life that I have been priviliged to learn is to let go of what I have been conditioned to believe is ‘right’ and discover the ‘rightness’ for me.

A classic example of this is that I was brought-up to believe in ‘duty’ - what one must do. Duty was bound up with honour - therefore if you did not do your duty then you were not an honourable man. Now I recognise that these are outmoded concepts for many today but they were important to me.

The extension of course of not being an ‘honourable’ man was guilt. Now there is a useless emotion - one than binds us and brings us down. It serves no purpose except to control and limit our passions, our purposes and true, adventurous selves. It is a ‘programmed’ emotion and one which is designed to create conformity and control. The pain I have seen in people eaten up with it - their inability to live the one life they now have, all ruled by guilt.

I don’t ‘do’ guilt’ anymore and I no longer act out of ‘duty’. Both of these I believe are driven by the threat of shame and exclusion and serve no purpose in a rebel soul. We choose to live out of passion and purpose. We don’t do ‘duty’ but we do ‘responsibility’. For, taking control and accountability for our actions and engaging with others in a responsible manner is something that is driven by love.  Love for oneself and love for others.

I had a fascinating dream the other night. I was seated at a meeting of beings - all gods (the ‘god within me perhaps?) . One of them was a gentleman who was dressed as a Chinese Emperor and appeared to be kneeling at the table with his imperial gown covering all of his body - the other was human sized Praying Mantis.

As we got up to leave the table I noticed a snake’s tail being slid in underneath the emperor’ clothes and the tail was definitely his. He and the Praying Mantis - which I judged to be female - were deep in what appeared to be telepathic communication.  Almost in equilibrium - the masculine and feminine.

When I came down to breakfast that morning I discovered that my young son (who had visited the Chester Beatty library in Dublin Castle the day before) had brought back a post card of an Oriental design on which were pictured nagas - serpents with legs and human heads. I thought that I had glimpsed this going to bed perhaps and this had been the cause of the dream but was assured that the card had only been taken out of his school bag just that morning.

Later with some Web research I learned that the emperor would be known as a naga - a divine human/serpent from whom the Chinese imperial lineage was derived from and that the Praying (Preying?) Mantis also had spiritual legends connected with it.

The dream made such an impression that I need to do some research on it but would be delighted if anybody could comment on the imagery.

I came across something about ‘la petite morte’ recently - the French for ‘the little death’ or the period of blackout during or after sexual orgasm.

This blackout or intensity has often been linked to the ecstacy of enlightenment and is the intensity of the experience during communion with the Divine. It amuses me how religion has controlled or removed the power of sexuality from any form of faith in the Divine. How the very religions which are meant to celebrate and honour creation have also sought to control that creative process through rules of how and when it can make itself manifest in relationships - usually by controlling the feminine power. Yet the saints and mystics of these religions are the same ones who have dedicated themselves to achieving the ecstacy of divine union.

In ancient times sexuality and sex was as much a part of the celebration of life and spirit as any form of prayer or ritual. Girls would offer themselves at temples to celebrate the act of sex as the act of creation and acknowledgement of our place as co-creators in the world.  The act of union of the divine in the masculine with the divine in the feminine is a powerful affirmation of the place that joy plays in creation and the power that ‘communion’ has to lift us to alternate experience. Where the ‘animal’ within us can unlock the bridge to the ‘divine’.

In conversation with PJ Francis last week over a cup of coffee we discussed the importance of joy in the pursuit of the spiritual path. P J Francis is a clinical psychologist and an heir to the teachings of Anthony de Mello with whom he worked for many years.

Joy as represented by The Trickster in the Path of the Rebel Soul, seems to me to be the very essence of spirituality in this plane of existence. When one experiences true Joy it seems that all things flow, that we are in synch with the beating of creation, that we transcend the ego and are completely in that moment of being. Nothing stands in the way when one experiences Joy. There are no obstacles and all things are possible. We are at one with the world and bear no malice towards any creature.

I believe that all beings seek Joy - that it gives us energy and life and is part of our right of being spiritual creatures. However, we have been led into believing that it is only the material accomplishments of life that bring Joy. It would appear that elements such as the media and ’society’ conspire to crush joy in our workplaces and society. They want us to be ’serious’, to follow the rules, to obey. Why?

Is ’society’ afraid that joy is liberating, anarchic, creative, frightening - is the idea of unrestrained joy a power that ’society’  fears?

But what Joy exists when one looks at one’s children talking excitedly about a new discovery or a lover’s face or when we take the time to reflect on a sunset or the complexity of a flower? ‘Simple’ Joy comes from the ability to take stock, to take time out of the world and begin to really see and experience the simple things that surround us and the heightened pleasure that they can bring when we slow down to work at a pace and speed at which the world is really unfolding itself and not the artificial speed of the current age.

Joy is a spiritual birthright but we have lost the eyes to see it and the spirit to experience it. To reclaim it we need to see the world through eyes that are renewed and a willingness to break out of accepted patterns in our lives.

I met someone recently who was proud to call themselves an atheist - because belief in a divinity of any kind was not logical. For them the world was pure logic - emotion had no part to play in it at all.

It was interesting to explore with them their experience of faith - they had even studied Christian theology in their own personal quest for enlightenment but had remained steadfastly atheistic seeing neither sense nor reason in the belief of something beyond our understanding.

We chatted around things over a drink and gradually it came out that they placed little value on emotion. That, for them, logic was stronger than emotion every time. As we discussed this I asked “if it is perfectly logical to self-preserve, to serve only oneself where does the motivation come from for a father or a mother to willingly sacrifice their lives for the lives of their children. To place themselves in harm’s way, even death itself, to protect those they loved? Surely that demonstrated that love was beyond the self? That logic was not the stronger power but emotion? Is it not emotion that gives us the strength to act selflessly, to act when everything screams not to?”

Then they shared that they had not yet experienced love - that this was still a journey that awaited them.

Love is a powerful force - it can cripple and break us or it can raise us to new heights of existence - and between those levels there are many other levels of what we term ‘love’. But the absence of love itself is a terrible thing.

I’ve always believed that the Creator - however you may perceive it/him/her - speaks to us through our dreams but sings to us through our emotions.

A friend and colleague’s father died recently in Australia - when she was just hours from touching down and being at his side. It struck me as very sad. Not just the death - that is after all not something to fear - it is a transition between levels of being. What was sad was her being so close, having almost seen the journey to its end and then not being there for that final goodbye in this world.

Death and taxes - the two sureties of life they say. What is inconstant in death is the manner in which it comes for us but what is constant about death is it’s transformation to a new place for the dying, the freedom from fear and pain and the sorrow for the living left behind.

Do we know what exists beyond the portal that leads us from this life to the next? No, not with any certainty. But I know this - energy can neither be created nor destroyed merely changed from one form to another. If this principle holds true, then the soul energy that lights our body - that gives it consciousness and emotions and purpose and passion - can only be released to another place when the body that carried it, for however brief a time, has reached it’s own natural span.

Death is a tranformation only, a freedom - a continuance of the adventure and not it’s end. It may be time before the souls that knew each other in this life meet again but meet they will. If life is energy then each life, each consciousness, is bonded by the frequency of the vibration of life - the harmony, the soul song - that they shared in this one.

Those we love share our thoughts, our emotions and our souls while we share the light of their lives in this world. Why would not share that same song in the worlds to come?

Welcome to the new home of Rebel Souls. This blog will focus on spiritual matters and reflections on our journey through life - it’s purpose and meaning. As things grow it is planned that a book, a social network and then a quest-site where people can engage with the site and walk the path of a Rebel Soul can join, connect and share their unique live and spiritual experiences.

A Rebel Soul is a person who is prepared to step out of the beliefs that we inherit as a result of upbringing or custom. A Rebel Soul consciously questions the beliefs that others may hold and commits themselves to their own personal spiritual evolution. The seek a new perception of faith and soul for a new r’evolutionary age.

It’s about intelligent spirituality - the concept of spirit-centredness independent of religious dogma or dictat. It’s about someone who wishes to walk their unique and personal path towards enlightenment and self-actualisation. There are young souls, old souls and rebel souls - people who are aware of a purpose and meaning to life or who are actively seeking it out and are prepared to ’step outside the norm’ in the pursuit of knowledge and experiences that connects their soul to the Divine.

We are all on journey of perfecting. That is our reason for being. Welcome to the journey.