There was this piece of me—a young, vulnerable, desperate piece of me—who begged for someone to finally just tell me who the hell I was supposed to be, or do, or what my life was supposed to be about. Every time life intensified, waves of hysteria would swell from deep within me, the fear that I’d get it wrong… that I couldn’t trust myself to know what was true for me. I felt terrified that, without external guidance, my life would be wasted.
But then I started to explore what one of my early teachers called “the spirituality of the self”. I studied the way I reacted to the world around me, the way I allowed certain relationships, circumstances, and experiences to affect me. I learned I was powerful, far more powerful than I’d ever imagined, and that I could change reality by changing the way I was showing up in the world. In time, I released what no longer served me and made space for my truth to become my life. The artist, the lover, the priestess, the mother, the healer, the dancer, the writer . . . one discovery at a time, I hosted a reunion of the pieces of my soul.
This transformation was possible because of the supports I cultivated for myself along the way. My blog is an extension of my journals. I use it to share the lessons I’ve learned, powerful resources, and inspiring stories of my clients’ transformations. Dig in and find the information and inspiration you need today and keep coming back when you need another dose! If you can’t find what you’re looking for, email me your question and I’ll see what I can find for you.
January 9, 2017
There’s something we need to talk about. I feel afraid that the intensity has faded, the persistent rise and fall of the sun has rocked us back to sleep. Maybe it’s the cold that’s got us feeling sluggish, or the post-holiday sugar crash, but I can feel the vibration slowing down.
“Prepare them to travel lightly through what lies ahead by releasing attachments to things and old wounds.”
This is the call to action that haunts me. It haunted me at first because sometimes separating people from their stuff and old wounds is hard work. It’s deeply freeing but also very tender. There’s lots of emotion, resistance to the letting go. It means revisiting old heartbreaks, unproductive decisions, unrealized dreams, and even traumatic experiences. And when it’s not the heavy memories, we’re letting go of souvenirs of the best days of our lives.
I love this work–truly, deeply, passionately love it–but I’m holding hands with people while they let go of what’s been weighing them down and, like I said before… it’s tender.
Lately, I’m haunted by this call in a different way. I used to say that I
trust people to do this work when they are ready. Now, I feel like we’re running out of time. We’ve begun to move into the “what lies ahead” and it seems that, instead of releasing what no longer serves them, many are doing more of what they did before.
Too many of us are doing exactly what we did that cultivated this stuckness, this overwhelm, this state of being so heavy we can’t do with our lives what we came to this planet to do.
I have this one very dear friend who says, “This is just a really crazy time for me.” She’s been saying that to me, season after season, year after year, for the entire time we’ve been friends. That’s 19 years and counting. It’s always something. Something legitimate, of course, or rather some things that are totally legitimate–children with commitments, job pressure, relationship changes, moving, and on and on. She never has enough time.
There’s never going to be enough time to do all of the things. Period. End of story.
There is never going to be enough time to do all of the things. Time is the unchanging factor here, so we have to choose more wisely. We have to say NO to a great many invitations in order to say YES to the ones that matter.
Our lives are defined by the people, experiences, commitments, and beliefs that we choose.
We must begin to choose more wisely. We have already set aside the best of who we are, the most sacred and powerful aspects of who we are–the very brilliance that we can use to make the world a better place. We allowed our lives to be filled by decisions we made, or even ones other people made for us, years ago.
Everything is different now. WE are different now.
We must make space for what we ache to do and be in the world, so we can say yes to the call to action when it comes. We need to be able to move swiftly if the ground beneath us begins to break open. We need to be able to leave if our heart pulls us to another place.
Today, we need to release that which unnecessarily drains our energy, so we can say YES to the cause or person or movement or dream or unexpected invitation coming for us tomorrow.
If you’ve heard my invitation to prepare to travel lightly, know that it’s become urgent.
If you’ve heard it and responded “Yes… but not right now,” then stop RIGHT NOW and decide when you’ll say yes.
What day will the kids be less consuming? When do you anticipate work getting easier? When is the world going to feel your strain and politely release you from all of the pressure that keeps you feeling this way? When will everything fall away so you can face yourself, so you can free yourself?
I know women in literally every phase of life with practically every possible combination of commitments and strains. Unchecked, this whole being-a-grown-ass-woman-in-our-chaotic-modern-world thing will consume you, regardless of your particular details. If you want tomorrow to be different, you must choose something different right now.
And yes, simplifying our lives is my business. I have a handful of ways I can support you with this journey. I’m here if you need me, but this thing I’m saying to you right now is different. This is about you taking action. Somehow, some way, take action and take back your life. We are out of time.
Please tell me you understand what I’m saying to you.
photo by leonelolimpio via flickr