Harvesting Radiance

This weekend we will gather a group of friends to help us harvest olives to be pressed into luscious oil. I love this time of year because the seeds that were planted and the fruit that was cultivated are ready to be enjoyed in abundance.

It is also a great time to take a look at what we are harvesting in our lives. What business or personal goals are we harvesting? What health or relationship dynamics are present? What are we harvesting that is meaningful? Radiant?

The Voice of Radiance

As children, some of us were taught to “only speak when spoken to” or learned that when we spoke, we were not really heard. We may have found ourselves in an environment (maybe a family) where there are just certain things that you can’t or don’t talk about.

We may have learned to filter what we say because our dreams have been shot down, minimized, or laughed at. In the recent Alice in Wonderland movie, Alice is told by her potential fiancé, “It would be best to keep your visions to yourself. When in doubt, remain silent”. Our ancestors may have been punished or even beheaded for speaking their truth.

So, the fact that we struggle with speaking up, especially for ourselves, is not surprising and goes deep…And, that way of being no longer works for the radiance that we are cultivating.

Help! There’s a Monkey on My Head!

On a recent visit to a Hindu temple in Bali, dressed in my sarong and scarf, I was carrying a large offering basket on my head. I was with Ron, Sudi, and Nyoman, so of course, I was carrying the basket, men don’t carry offering baskets on their head.

We walked up several stairs and into a beautiful temple overlooking the beach. A few steps after I had walked under an archway leading to the temple, a big monkey jumped out of nowhere onto my head. It had one claw gripping my ponytail-bun and was pillaging the offering of food, flowers, and incense.

It was the most bizarre feeling since I couldn’t see him because of the large basket and the monkey had total control of my head with my hair.

I said to Ron “I need some help, there’s a monkey on my head”, being the daring, brave man that he is, he quickly swat it away, and saved me. I had to laugh because it was such a strange encounter, but he had gotten away with a handful of our offerings.