Monthly Archives: June 2018

Think I’ll Just Sit Awhile


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Tomorrow my life will go back to its usual busy-ness. So, I want to make a moment to write to you, dear reader.

If you’ve been feeling the peculiarity in the air lately, you’re not alone. Things are moving. For many of us, we are coming upon an important point in the road. We’ve been driving a long, long time. And, truthfully, we are tired. But, like any good road trip, we’ve rounded another corner, brought ourselves over the knoll and before us is a moment of awakening.

We’re getting a little clearer and little better and owning our power a little more. Let me explain what I mean by that. This isn’t the kind of power the world seeks. The kind of power of which I speak is personal. It’s another moment of self discovery that points to our part in the unfolding of our life.

It’s easy to point outward. But, when one is aware of their spiritual journey – we’re all on one, whether aware or not – they slowly begin to realize that life is all about how they respond to what’s happening around them. And many of those happenings are brought about by our beliefs. If you don’t believe me, dear reader, then take tomorrow and look upon it differently. We walk through this world with a filter – all of us. Our filter gets weighed down with wounds, fears and mental judgments. And more often than not, the judgments are wrong. Every person, without exception, is having a spiritual experience.  They are the major gravitational force within their life, just as you are with yours. See love. See openness. With yourself and with them. Even in the midst of chaos and turmoil and angry drivers and inconsiderate comments. Be what you want to see in the world. Coast forward with the deliberate intent of holding childlike optimism and openness in your heart. Give everyone a break. Including you. Breathe.

Now, do it again. And again.

That is the point at which many of us have found ourselves. Aware. Aware of our part in all this. Aware that the ultimate power over our lives rests with us. To think otherwise would be disingenuous. We know better. Now, I don’t say this lightly. I’ve had things done to me that were completely out of my control. I have to imagine my soul knew what I needed to experience for reasons even I don’t understand. It’s what I do with the experience that matters now. And perhaps that is why I had the experience – to later decide what I wanted to do with it. Let it scar me beyond recognition or let it open me to a deeper level of understanding and compassion and empowerment. I chose the latter.

But it took years to make that decision. I sat at that particular intersection for decades. And that’s okay. Life is like a road trip. Some days we sit behind the wheel not knowing what we’re doing or where we should go. Immobilized. Other days are spent speeding forward and enjoying the hills and curves and view. All of it, is part of it. And those days spent staring blankly forward, well, often there’s some inner healing going on. So don’t damn the pauses in life. Life is maddening and frustrating and saddening and exhilarating and glorious. The one, and only, thing that remains a constant within your life – is you. You are the driver. You decide how to respond every step of the way. So clean out the backseat. Get yourself in order. Put the top down, and take a moment to relish the new view before you. Heaven is here on earth. Look at it. It’s not out there, though. It’s within you.


Where the Water Takes Me


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There are days when I wake feeling as though I’m stuck in the trough of a wave. My energy, or vibration, feels lower than I’d like. This isn’t the worst thing in the world. Often this low part of the wave brings me deeper and closer to things buried within myself. But I’d be lying if I said I enjoyed it more than when I’m on the crest or calm waters.

But that’s how life goes. It has to have an ebb and flow. It must have highs and lows. Because of the uncertainties experienced during my youth, I love consistency. I like plans. My soul, however, must’ve jumped into this life with a whole different goal in mind. Instead, it keeps taking leaps of faith, one after another. There are days when I am totally cool with this – such as when I’m riding a crest. And then there are days when those leaps feel far riskier than I’d like.

Am I doing the right thing? Is this the right direction in which to take this company? Is this the right affirmation and the right design? The questioning rarely ends. And it doesn’t for anyone; not anyone with an engaged, thinking mind. The truth is, there is nothing outside ourselves that we can count on with certainty. As much as we’d like to hammer everything into place and make certain nothing changes until we choose for it to change, that’s not reality.

The constant, is us. The one thing within our control lives within ourselves. We have complete control of our inner being and it’s voice. Maybe that’s why I like so much the affirmations we’ve designed. They remind me that, although I can’t control a whole lot of what’s going on around me, I have complete control of how I view myself. I have complete control of the endless judgments I declare as I move throughout the day. I also have complete control to stop judging – myself and others. I can, with practice, choose to remain open. I can choose to keep pivoting away from my habitual thought patterns, and instead, look at life with optimism and hope. I can choose to view the world with loving eyes and a loving mind.

Its usually some old remnant or mindset buried deep that prevents me from living that way on a continual basis. That’s what the trough shows me. Things hidden within the depth of my being become visible once the water is pulled away. Once revealed, I can dislodge it from where it’s buried and bring it into the light. Almost always, just by my acknowledging something; some little knee-jerk belief or fear or hurt, it begins to transform. And then I transform. I have to imagine we never truly rid ourselves of little bugaboos; scars from our past; fears developed when young; little insecurities that have insidiously managed to metastasized through the years. But in time, there are less of them. In time, we know what’s in there and we know what’s tripping us up.

So these quiet times aren’t so bad, dear reader. If anything, they cause me to put down the paper work, step away from the work table and the designs and the numbers and the endless list of things I should be doing – and return to you. Return to writing. The thing I want most to do once this company is doing what I want it to do – empowering others and reminding them that they are enough, whether riding the crest or down in the trough.