EnkabyEneida II - Alternative Healing and Aromatherapy in Tirana, Albania

04/03/2024

“Edhe një botë e plagosur vazhdon të na ushqejë. Edhe një botë e plagosur na mban në krahët e saj, duke na dhuruar momente gëzimi. Unë zgjedh gëzimin mbi dëshpërimin. Jo sepse nuk jam realiste, por sepse gëzimi është ai cka më jep Toka çdo ditë, ndaj vetëm kështu mund ta falenderoj për dhuratën.”

"Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the Earth gives me daily and I must return the gift."

~ Robin Wall Kimmerer, “Braiding Sweetgrass”
www.robinwallkimmerer.com

Art by Meraylah Allwood, “Self-Heal”
www.meraylah.co.uk

28/02/2024

Jemi versione te ndryshme te vetes sone ne momente dhe territore specifike. Nje esence e pandryshueshme qe merr forma shumellojshe. Ne rrugetimin e jetes, gjithesecili prej nesh ndeshet me surpriza; me te gjitha format qe mbartim ne vetvete e ndonjehere kemi mundesine ti shohim te shpalosen ne nderveprim me ambjentin.

Ka raste qe shohim driten nga e cila kemi ardhur, e here te tjera erresiren qe na karakterizon.

Kam qene shume versione te vetes, kam jetuar ne vende te ndryshme te botes, kam folur e enderruar ne disa gjuhe. Jam ndeshur shpesh me imagjinaten e madhe qe krijimi ka vendosur brenda meje dhe me ato mijera forma nepermjet te cilave shprehet esenca e shpirtit tim.

Versioni me i mire i vetes deri tani besoj se ka qene ai qe u shpalos ne qender te xhungles, atje ku natyra nuk gjykon, atje ku ndihesh sa e lire aq edhe ne rrezik. Atje ku per here te pare kuptova se lojerat e femijes Eneide nuk ishin thjesht lojera, por nje vibrim i tjeter lloji, nje vibrim i embel qe me lidh me natyren perjetesisht.

Ishin ditet dhe netet e gjata ne xhungel, ceremonite me bimet sheruese qe rriten ne gjirin e saj, embelsia e lumenjve qe perkedhelin trupin e saj, ujerat sherues, kurorat e larta te pemeve, qeniet e dukshme dhe te padukshme te saj, bijte e saj te te gjitha llojeve - te cilet me lejuan te shpalos veten ashtu sikur gjithmone kisha dashur, por kurre nuk kisha guxuar.

Nuk eshte e lehte shpalosja - nuk eshte e lehte puna me veten kur te duhet te shohesh me imtesi edhe cepat me te fshehur te qenies - por eshte e bukur!

Ne fakt, akoma edhe me e veshtire eshte puna me veten ne mes te xhungles urbane ku drita dhe erresira luajne lojera nga me te ndryshmet, dhe mijera llojet e shprehive marrin jete ne cdo moment.

Versioni me i shemtuar i vetes, shpeshhere, jam ne xhunglen urbane…

Por kur pezmantohem per kete, nje fllad i lehte kujtimi i asaj qe mesova ne gjirin e natyres meme, atje ne mes te bimesise, me jep shprese se secili version e ka nje vend e arsye pse ekziston.

Ndaj edhe ky me “i shemtuari” nuk duhet gjykuar por, ngadale e me durim, duke luajtur ato lojerat e femijerise, duhet zbutur, mirekuptuar e i duhet vene nje karrige ne tavolinen e jetes, atje ku te gjitha llojet e specieve njerezore (e pertej) ushqehen.

Po ju miq, a e keni frike versionin me te shemtuar te vetes suaj… dhe a keni zbuluar se ku merr jete ai mi i bukuri?

Nese jo, ju ftoj te niseni drejt maleve, fushave e kodrave, atje ku merr fryme e materializohet bukuria e krijimit.

Ka shume mundesi qe teksa ecni mbi gjymtyret e nenes T**e - e teksa udhetoni drejt gjoksit, zemres dhe mitres se saj, drejt lumenjve e deteve - nje version te bukur te vetes do ta gjeni se s'ben!

Ju perqafoj ne keto dite qe po na bejne te flasim gjere e gjate me veten dhe natyren!

Ja dhe disa foto nga mama xhungla ne Bolivi 🙂
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22/02/2024

Nepermjet prekjes, me respekt, me kujdes, me miresi, i them trupit c'lirohu, rehatohu, mos kij frike.

Do te qajme e do te qeshim sebashku!

PREKJA eshte nje gjuhe me vete, gjuha e misterit, ajo e heshtjes se begate. Me prekje te them jam ketu, nuk te gjykoj, limitet a "ngurta" te trupit tend dhe timit, ne fakt, nuk ekzistojne; ndiej cdo gje qe ndjen ti.

Peshen e merzise se madhe ose te lumturise se madhe, per nje moment, e ndajme bashke!

Kur mendoja keto fjale e teksa i shkruaja kisha pakez frike se ndoshta gjeja e pare qe do mendoje dikush kur i lexon eshte se sherbimet e masazhit qe ofroj, kane te bejne me dicka seksuale.

Cuditerisht edhe me qeshet edhe me qahet me kete mendim!

Ne gjuhe te tjera, keto fjale do te kuptoheshin pakez me te thjeshta, por ne shqip, mendojme shpeshhere se prekja eshte e lidhur thjeshte me seksin, ate te egrin dhe erotiken si ajo e filmave te cilesise se dobet.

Jo miq. Prekja eshte shume e SHENJTE!

Te gjitha format e saj - nje perqafim, nje perkedhelje, nje e puthur, nje ferkim apo masazh - jane te frymezuara nga dashuria dhe miresia, e si te tilla SHEROJNE.

Qofte nje perqafim mes miqsh, nje dhenje dore ne pune, nje perkedhelje mes partneresh, apo nje e puthur e femijes ndaj prindit, jane akte intime te shendetshme te bashkejeteses njerezore.

PREKJA eshte dhurate!

Puna qe behet me trupin e nje pacienti, nepermjet masazhit eshte po ashtu tejet e vyer - ruan limitet e kujdesshme te intimitetit dhe besimit qe te jepet nga tjetri.

Teksa punohet me trupin, ne fakt, thelle thelle ndajme shume halle e histori te pathena bashke. Ky eshte nje akt intim, por jo nje akt intim seksual. Eshte nje akt intim miqesor, i mire per shendetin. Kete le te mos e harrojme!

PREKJA na rikujton se cdo te thote ne te vertete te jesh njeri, me dhimbje e gezime, me mish e kocka.

PREKJA na ndihmon te degjojme trupin!

Ne fakt, zanafilla e dhunes e ka rrenjen aty ky prekja eshte ndaluar.

Ndaj le te perqafohemi, le te puthemi e gjithashtu le te kujdesemi per trupat tane te SHENJTE.

Ju perqafoj,
Eni
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30/01/2024

As life evolves, opens up, it doesn’t become easier – it becomes fulfilled. It isn’t nice. It is real.

Conflicts and tensions arise, but they are accepted... Success and failure become the wrong paradigm. Life is no longer an achievement, it is a grace and, at its best, we become co-creators with the Self, the Divine within us. At other times, well, I always have the responsibility to be devoted to my inner voice, but I am not in charge.

It is the tension and suffering we experience in our transformational conflicts that generate creativity. The realization that growing in creativity, love and potential rests on the archetype of transformation as its vehicle, and the death of the old self begins with loss, injury, conflict, betrayal, disillusionment, and disaster, and the acceptance of this reality brings the “peace that passeth all understanding.”

The results of this kind of work are not immediate and spectacular... The results show up as we reflect on our lives and, over time, we realize our life has slowly become miraculous.

Do we dare to live this way? Do we dare to live a life whose arc will follow a pattern determined by the Self, not by our culture, our egos, or our fear?

-Bud Harris, Jungian Analyst from Sacred Selfishness: A Guide to Living a Life of Substance

art | Steven Kenny
https://www.stevenkenny.com/

25/12/2023

Gezuar Festat ✨
Happy Holidays everyone!
Felices fiestas a tod@s!

The way you alchemize a soul-less world into a sacred world is by treating everyone as if they are sacred until the sacred in them remembers.

~ Sarah Durham Wilson

art | Karina Manucharyan

24/09/2023

“If you ask people why they put up a Christmas tree, decorate it and light candles on it, you rarely get a proper answer. But it's hardly surprising, as we often do something first and only later think about what we were doing.
The tree is a symbol. To understand its meaning, we have to be clear about what a "tree" is: the tree is a living creation, a plant. It grows where it has put roots down into the ground. It cannot move from one place to another, but is fixed in one place, "for better or worse." It has to live with the conditions in that location, has to obtain its nutrition from the very ground where it grows and can only get what is present in the earth there. It cannot walk away and look for better conditions elsewhere; it is exposed to the elements, and does not always have an easy time of it.
I am not saying all this to edify, but in order to explain that the tree is a symbol and expresses a psychological fact. As a symbol, it refers to the situation of human beings, who have to live with the means and gifts they are given, and develop themselves within their own individual limits. If they accept themselves with their own limitations, they can develop as the personality that is inscribed within them, just as an oak tree grows from an acorn and a cherry tree from a cherry stone.
However, the human is more than and different from a plant. Only when we accept ourselves, without running away from or avoiding our true selves, can something new emerge within us. As reflective beings, people begin to realize that limitation is just one aspect of their existence, and that they are limited creatures living within a limitless realm. Then, as if a light has been switched on, they become aware of a supra-personal transcendence.
The stars and lights we decorate the tree with are an indication of this enlightenment, and of the limitless cosmic background of each individual life; they are symbols of a new inner light which brightens the darkest of days of the year. There are alchemical representations of a tree -the alchemists called it the "Philosopher's Tree," arbor philosophorum -on which hang the large "luminaria" sun and moon; their child is found in the middle between them, like a Christ child.
The work of the alchemists represents the individuation process, which grows slowly like a tree. But only in rare cases were the old masters aware of the meaning of their actions and fantasies. This is why they tried to capture the meaning again and again with countless names and images -as with the image of the tree -without being able to fundamentally understand the analogy in their work. Similarly, we today are unconscious of the meaning of the Christmas tree, which we put up and decorate at the time of the winter solstice without really knowing what it represents.
But there is some foreknowledge in us -of which we are unconscious. This is what I mean by the Self. It forces us to perform certain meaningful acts and rituals. A psychological function is at work ahead of consciousness, before we have thought and reflected. That is difficult for us to accept.”
C.G. Jung, Reflections on the Life and Dreams of C.G. Jung, Aniela Jaffé