Song Happy – Mask Happy – On Happiness Part 3

By on January 14, 2011 in Happiness, Masks, Song

"The passion is your Song. To feel the passion is to feel and know the Song that is your own Spirit's vibrations. The experience of this is the foundation of Ka Ta See. When you are balanced you will all the time feel that way. But just because you feel this does not mean you are balanced."
– Domano Hetaka

I know I mentioned in the last post that we'll look at more blind beliefs about happiness in our modern culture using the newsletter about the problem with happiness as a guide.

But before we continue with that I wanted to share something really important, really, really important: understanding the difference between "Song Happy" and "Mask Happy".

There are a great many pitfalls we can get stuck in for any length of time when we pursue waking up, when we pursue knowing Song.

A sensation of happiness provided by our masks is one of those pitfalls.

Following is a piece from a lecture Kay gave to her Study Group about that very problem and how to not fall into the "Mask Happy" trap:

FEELING HAPPY, HAVING FUN, FEELING GIDDY?

Your masks use the lingo and concepts of your activities and new traditions very easily and very well.

This is where it can get sticky for people really trying to learn this Ka Ta See path and live it.

These are the masks that have figured out how to let their captive human “Feel Happy Things”, have some “Fun”, but still have the masks be in the driver’s seat. They have their human believing that any “Happy Sensation” is full fledged being-in-Song.

Here is where the confusion is.

You learn to access your Song through feeling sensations that are happy, fun, exciting, passionate, loving. These feelings HELP YOU TOUCH INTO the great vastness of your Song.

It is as if these feelings floated on the surface of your Song – like a magical doorway into a world of incorruptible aliveness and antiquity, vast, knowledgeable, nourishing, whole, private – indestructible.

The dominant feeling quality of your Song is a joyous sensation, that’s why you can access your Song, your Beingness, by allowing yourself to feel these pleasant things.

But – these pleasant things are not synonymous to the TOTALITY OF YOUR SONG. These pleasant feelings are only, if you let them be, a spring board, a touching-in place, a magical doorway, into experiencing your Song and learning the secrets about your Self.

Just because you feel something “Fun” or “Giddy”, or “Funny”, or even “Happy”, does not necessarily mean you are feeling deeply into your Song or exploring its wondrous depths. Masks can learn to let you feel these things also and still keep the real Song hidden.

These feelings do not necessarily equate with IDENTIFYING WITH YOUR SONG.

Don’t let your masks trick you into jumping to conclusions or making assumptions.

You might be identifying with “Happy”, “Fun”, “Play”, “Excitement”, “Falling In Love”. Which is better than feeling and identifying with anger, suspicion, hatred, treachery, violence, etc. – but a mask is still in the driver’s seat.

When masks are letting you feel happy it’s as if you are in a bubble – you are still isolated, disconnected, relating only to the mask. Everything is shallow, stagnant, all the same and very much like being in the stupor of a drug.

Some students act as if Song is some kind of baggage they are carrying around with them, as if it were something that they set down someplace and forget about and then walk away from.

When feeling happy is connecting you to your Song, or you are feeling the genuine happy sensations of your Song, you are able to experience the connectedness to all beings around you, you are able to feel the depth and diversity of your own Song and a feeling of being deeply in-love with your Song, yourself, and deeply in-love with all the beings around you.

It’s always fresh, active, real; the connection is two way, dynamic and alive.

The signatures of your Song and the Beings around you are distinct and vibrant.

Don’t let this mask activity trick you.

Don’t let this discourage you.

You can distinguish which is which by the signatures and the depth and diversity of the experiences.

Always go back to the signatures.

– Kay Cordell Whitaker (Studies Group)

Remember we keep saying, the waking up is going to happen, whether we want it to or not, or whether we believe in it or not.

It will happen. Humanity is on a path to wake up.

If we learn to own "Song Happy", it'll make a world of difference how we all, collectively, get there, making it all that much easier, smoother and swifter for everyone.

I have no way of knowing what your beliefs about our future are.

You may look around and see all the bleak reality of violence, power over, non-caring; abounding economical and ecological disasters; governments in league with organized crime, or government and organized crime being one and the same, together ravaging and pillaging on the back of the poor, the less fortunate, the have-nots.

You may buy the apocalyptic fare of the religious nuts and truly believe that the great reckoning is at hand and we are facing imminent destruction and only the true believers will survive.

While I like to think it's likely you don't believe any of this, otherwise you might not be reading our material, any and all of these things might still be effecting your beliefs about who we are and what's to come.

These are scraps of little belief remnants that stick to the walls of our subconscious.

Whatever the case may be, I promise you, knowing "Song Happy" and carrying it throughout your waking hours, no matter what, will make a night and day difference as to how things on our path of waking up will unfold.

Know your Song, know yourself and flood the world with its vibration and you'll create a different form of harmony all around on a scale you may not even be able to imagine just yet.

Domano and Chea always reminded Kay that it takes only one person to change the world. One person.

We have a dear friend who is fortunate to be able to travel the world doing little else but spreading Love and Song vibrations, and very much enjoying herself along the way, of course.

We are in awe at her commitment to doing this.

Many of us are not able to just go off to places wherever our heart pulls us.

But we don't all have to travel the world; we can still spread the same vibration of Song centered knowingness and change, wherever we spend our days, no matter what we are doing.

Commit to it, you'll be amazed as to what will happen. Commit to it in a way as if your very life, indeed the future of all life, depended on it.

Love and Song,

Helmut

—

Comments? Use this link.

—

Use this form to join our mailing list for future updates.

—

Comments { 3 }

Who Am I?

By on December 17, 2010 in Favorites, Ka Ta See, Love, Song

"When you are learning to live by your Song, each act you perform successfully from your center in this way, it is an act of equity. A show of honor to all your beloved world. Someday all your acts will be a show of honor.

"Your Song is your piece of the Creator, Kay. It is how you experience your aliveness and the Creator and the world you are in. In this way it is a prayer. It is your constant prayer to all of Creation whether you are aware of it or not. When you consciously feel your Song you are in the act of knowing Creation and it knows you. Unconditionally. You are touching Creator with your gloves off and your eyes open."

– Chea Hetaka – Sacred Link: Joining Fortunes With The Unknown

We wanted to share something special for the Holiday season.

The following is a letter from a student sent to us after the end of Level 7, the last weekend class in Kay's 4 year course Setting The World In Balance. Since it is deeply private we weren't sure we wanted to share any of it publicly, even after we asked for and received permission to do so.

Then we thought about sharing just excerpts and in the end we felt the whole of Lynardia's story expresses so much more than any of it's parts.

We share this letter with the greatest respect and gratitude for your life and for your courage to so graciously allow us to share it with others.

It is our hope that the healing you share will touch the hearts of others the same way it has touched ours.

Happy Holiday Season.

In Gratitude and Love and Song.

Helmut

—

I knew my Song as a child in Ohio, life was easy and breezy, as I witnessed and learned about the growing seasons of a very large garden with my Father.

I would work beside him during the spring and summer planting, weeding, watering; and then harvesting the food that would sustain our family for the remainder of the year.

Every tree, plant, rock, frog, snake, weed, grain of dirt, worm, bug, leaf was amazing all to itself.

I grew up knowing them well.

And when the tiny little shoots of new growth would pop their heads through the soil, there was great celebrating.

Throughout the year I would roll in the new spring grass, jump in piles of leaves, catch lightening bugs, chase flies out of the house and laugh until I couldn’t laugh anymore.

My Father would always join in this frolic.

I was noisy at spreading my cheer from the time I woke up to the time I went to sleep.

I related to being a child of the earth, sustained and nurtured by the earth, guided by my curiosity and protected by my parents.

And my Song continued through my love of the music, rhythm, movement and flow of dancing; and my joy for dance overflowed into everyone’s life as I studied and practiced for 13 years.

My Father replaced the flooring two times as I danced my way through the linoleum.

Even after the two year healing of my first back injury, I danced, no longer as a professional, just for the joy of it.

I was filled with joy as I danced as one with the air.

Throughout the years, adults controlled a good bit of life through school and church. But I always questioned and searched for answers.

Why did I have to give up my joy to be an adult – it just didn’t make sense.

Then during my stint at Kent State University, I was witness to the Viet Nam protest, where students died in pursuit of what they believed to be right because one adult gave the direction to “fire”.

It was my first real shock of how fragile we are as humans.

Through death there was healing and through that healing there was born a new way of thinking by mankind; but to many, it was a day never to be forgotten.

My joy was dimmed by this incident as fear moved in – I had never had a relationship with fear.

Fear was everywhere – on the faces of friends leaving for military duty, on the faces of friends escaping to Canada to avoid the draft, on the faces of parents as they hugged and kissed their sons – some for the last time.

Several years after college, I married and gave birth to a son.  It was at the time of death of my son that I thought why bother, it is all so useless, so many tragedies, and so much loss.

But my strength to go on endured and somehow pushed my husband and I forward to Las Vegas. The land of sunshine and yet my joy did not return.

There was the event of moving to Las Vegas, my first time to be so far away from family and friends. A 24 hour town, a desert, sometimes strange new people, a new way of living, new work, all testing my sense of self and I wondered why I was in Las Vegas.

And when my husband passed away, I was ready to scramble back to Ohio. It was then that I was introduced to the Native Americans in the surrounding areas and I knew why I was in Las Vegas – there was much for me to learn and they were willing to embrace and teach me.

There were the years of working and living with the Native Americans in Nevada and California, who taught me that I could listen with my eyes (not a typo), see with my ears, and speak without opening my mouth.

It reminded of childhood thoughts. My quietness and peace and spirit were restored. And there were moments when joy filled my heart.

I recognized my joy like an old friend but I couldn’t for some reason hold onto it.

The years with my Native American life partner were joyous as we worked and played together. And even after his tragic death, the memories brought a smile to my face.

And yet, it wasn’t that joy that I knew as a child or when I was dancing, the joy was attached to him or a place or a specific event.

And then there was the first class of the 4 Year Course when I and my 19 fellow classmates were asked by Kay to describe the following: “who am I, what am I, how do I identify myself, what is my purpose”.

I was blank, not one thought immerged as the small group waited for my response.

I will always remember my following words that went something like this: "I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a nurturer, a care giver, a provider, a traveler, an employer…….. and then I could feel the tears welling up behind my eyes because after all these years and all these life changing events I had forgotten who I was, or how to identify myself, or my purpose.

And true to form, I didn’t shed any tears outwardly even though my heart was screaming.

These past four years with Kay have led me to remember who I am, my joy, my aliveness.

It has been at times the most grueling and trying of exercises.

And yet, this experience has been the most extremely joyous of my adult life experiences.

Instead of relying on automatic responses and actions (my masks), I have learned to live, listen and speak only from my heart.

And when my actions or words are not from heart, I recognize it immediately. For in my heart lives my true self.

It’s been a death and at the same time an awakening.

When I live from my heart, there are no judgments, no expectations, no blind beliefs, no assumptions, or jumping to conclusions within my actions and/or thoughts; and by allowing my heart to do my thinking; my brain is freed to focus on being awake.

And while I still serve others in many capacities, these things are no longer roles played out by my masks, on cue. They are carried from my heart to the heart of those present in the moment.

In the beginning I planted my feet, more in fear of the unknown than anything else, and it took awhile for me to learn that there was nothing to fear.

With patience, Kay listened to each student while nodding her head, never disagreeing or trying to talk over us.

She would hand us a tissue when we cried and laugh with us when we laughed.  She held us together as a group for days on end.

At the end of each breakout session, she would smile and say, OK, for our next exercise, we will do………..even when we wanted to be done for the day.

And that is the way of Ka Ta See teachings, to keep doing, keep waking up.

The homework was arduous, and it required daily if not moment by moment attention. I was probably 2 years into the class before I woke up.

It is difficult to know oneself that intimately; and it’s so much easier to turn my actions and responses on “automatic” as I have done for most of my adult life.

But then the joy of just being me is lost as well as the joy of the moment, as well as the joy of whatever may be happening at that moment.

Now, I can say that there is aliveness in my every moment and it is exhilarating. And with this aliveness comes new awareness and new knowledge.

Don’t get me wrong, I am still a work in progress and will continue my studies…….with patience and Kay.

Many, many thanks, Kay

From my Heart to Yours…………

Lynardia G

—

Comments? Use this link.

—

Use this form to join our mailing list for future updates.

—

Comments { 4 }