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“Stay the course. There are invisible forces at work that can only do their part when you do yours, faithfully, with love and devotion.”

~ Hiro Boga

Image: AMAMAK Photography consists of Michelle Karpman (as photographer) and Aviva Artzy (as model).

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"When you feel connected with the Sacred, with your inner wholeness, with that which cradles and holds all the different aspects of your self – the adventurer, the explorer, the shy child, the magician, the dragon-slayer, the dancing queen – you can weather the roughest seas, ride out the wildest storms.

Connection lets you know that you’re safe. That you are loved and cherished, that the world you live in supports your heart’s journey no matter how far you sail on the unknown sea. Inner connection is the heart’s blood, the living water of your life. Connection with those you love – family, friends, community, mentors, allies – is just as essential. It gives you the courage, resources, support and strength to see you through."

~ Hiro Boga

#SoulBusiness

Art by Tayamnica

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Trust, faith, surrender are essential for shaping a new story. A new story requires your love and willingness, so it can enter your life.

- Hiro Boga

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Laps, Sailboats, SurfBoards, and Tides

My ancestors made the perilous journey across the Arabian Sea from Persia to India nearly 1300 years ago. Something of their peregrine spirit must live in me, because I’ve moved so many times during my life.

First, from India to North America, when I was just 21 years old.

The shadow of that first leave-taking is imprinted in my body. These past few weeks, I’ve dreamed repeatedly of my childhood home. And woken confused by the chitter-chrreee of eagles instead of the caw-caw-caww of crows.

The spirit of transformation is my guiding star.

This means that I choose life at the tideline. Right there, on the shifting shore. Welcoming the incoming waves. Knowing I’ll soon wave goodbye to the outgoing ones.

A rhythm as constant as my breath.

There’s a reassuring constancy to the rhythms of change. And an art to living improvisationally, responding to the tides without being swept away.

Surfers know this in their bodies.

For me, transformation happens most effortlessly, with the least amount of resistance, when I give myself safety, stability and support.

This is not the safety of a battleship or an aircraft carrier. It’s the safety of a sail boat. Or a surfboard. Something small and light and responsive enough to ride the waves without capsizing. Something as fragile as the coracles in which my ancestors sailed east, to India and freedom.

My sail boat is made of sturdy, durable materials. Daily rituals and routines that nourish me, that are simple, quiet; attuned to the currents of divine order.

Opening my heart each morning to the spirit of my home. Welcoming the Deva of grace. Expressing my gratitude to the Devas of those qualities that add buoyancy to my life, that renew and green the life of our world.

Honouring and listening closely to my feelings, witnessing their ebb and flow.

Eating consciously, joyously, gratefully. Going to bed early.

Choosing spaciousness in my daily life. Choosing presence and nourishment. Choosing connection, soul, heart.

Choosing what I truly love.

These practices are a boat when I’m at sea. And when I return to shore, they form a lap.

A lap formed by the simple act of sitting cross-legged on the sand.

A lap that is an invitation to be held for a while, in safety and comfort. A lap doesn’t impose or insist — it’s just there, an available and loving support.

The cat or child who visits a lap curls up in it easily, with no thought of “should” or “ought”. The familiar warmth of the lap offers comfort, a place where we’re loved, accepted, restored to our selves.

It is, by its very nature, a temporary resting place, not a permanent dwelling.

When the refuge of the lap has worked its magic, the cat stalks off to chase seagulls across the beach; the child runs out to play in the shallows.

The lap reminds us that we are held; we are loved; we are safe. Visiting a lap restores us to the essential friendliness of our world.

So I’ve been contemplating laps. And turbulent tides. And how I can — simply by sitting, with conscious intent — make a lap. Right here on the shore of the restless sea.

A lap for each of you to visit for a while. To restore yourself to your Self, whenever you choose.

How about you? What are some of the ways you make a lap for others? What are the laps that shelter you?

- Hiro Boga

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#DevaAlchemy

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“Release is a tricky thing. We are in relationship with everything in our lives, including the patterns, people and situations we are releasing. So release requires right relationship with what we're releasing.

True release flows from love. The Deva of Release, like all Devas, lives in a field of love. To release anything fully, you must love it first. You can be very clear that you are finished with it, that it doesn't belong in your life any longer, but you have to release it with love. Otherwise, there remain energetic ties and imprints that won't go away until love dissolves/absolves them.”

- Hiro Boga

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Beyond your beliefs and stories about support, is the pure essence of Support. As close as your heartbeat. The source of support – as of all things – is the Sacred. Support flows to you through aspects of the Sacred – through the Earth, the Cosmos, your soul, your body, the room around you. You can experience it through other people, through situations and places and things. But the source of support is always the Sacred. This means that support is never dependent on another person. It isn’t dependent on things being a certain way, or on particular relationships, or on the markets or your clients, or your business. Support is a gift from the Sacred, through the willing participation of your allies, including subtle energy beings like the Deva of Support. Once you truly get this – that support is not something outside of you, that it is the Sacred in you connecting with the Sacred in the world – then you know that you are always supported. And you know that you are part of the activity of the Deva of Support too. This changes your relationship with support from supplicant and consumer, to source and participant. You’re one of the hosts of the party, instead of simply a guest at the feast.

~ Hiro Boga

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“The world owes you nothing. Relinquish your expectations. Receive the gifts of grace that are offered to you so freely -- receive them with gratitude. Offer your gifts to the world. Then, get on with the task at hand.”

- Hiro Boga

#ToBeSoul_DoSoul #AdventuresInCreativeConsciousness

Photo from my travels in Florence, Tuscany, Italy, September 2023

Statue of Summer by sculptor Giovanni Battista Caccini (1556-1613).

Summer and Fall, 1605, Ponte Santa Trinita, Florence.

Four ornamental statues of the Seasons were added in 1608 to Ponte Santa Trinita, on the occasion of the marriage of Cosimo II de' Medici (r. 1609-1621) and Maria Maddalena of Austria.

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“Stay the course. There are invisible forces at work that can only do their part when you do yours, faithfully, with love and devotion.”

~ Hiro Boga

Photo: AMAMAK Photography consists of Michelle Karpman (as photographer) and Aviva Artzy (as model). Together these two Montrealers have created a wonderful portfolio. Poses by the stunning Aviva.