The surfacing of the wounds we share. Its been palpable. Have you felt it too? That which is screaming and to be healed among us, within us.
The painful histories we have been carrying, hiding, trying to forget. The ones that made us question, lose trust and doubt the truth of who we are and our connection to one another .
Some wounds are visible, some well known, but they all have left their mark one way or another, to leave us feeling generally or situationally broken, insecure, fearful and alone. Perhaps extremely angry and anxious too. Wounds that make us believe that we are less than the magic that they want to bury.
I wish I could just wrap my arms around the whole world. I wish I could love every sore and hidden spot into the light, but that just isn't how it goes. But as greater awareness of our collective hurt arises, and its needing for tending to, it serves as a reflection. And as difficult as it may seem, if we want to heal collectively, if we recognize our greater connection to one another and hope for a better world, if we feel triggered, we must be willing to heal individually, to take a look at ourselves, and tend to our own traumas and afflictions and get honest with the ways in which we have been running from what we hoped would go away.
And really. It starts with a simple "yes". "I am ready to get to work".
What we will find as we step into our healing journey is that we will pave a new path of possibility and perspective, and ultimately we shift our inner and larger reality.
When we are not internally at home with ourselves, everything is impacted. From the energy of our presence, the beliefs we hold, the relationships we choose, the behaviors we engage in, to how we view ourselves in the world and those around us. If we see ourselves as a victim, others (and the world) may generally pose a threat to our security and to feel safe, we build a wall around our heart, existing in a state of fear. Conversely, if we take the position of a martyr, we may be more likely to control, neglect, dominate, abuse or demean others. In either case, disconnection occurs, and the flow of compassion is obscured. When we acknowledge both the truth of pain and the possibility of healing, when we begin to see our role as human beings on the path of wholeness, home is an easier place to navigate and eventually to settle into.
As we individually heal, what collectively we see (and even if unseen trust that is happening) is a bigger picture of healing that comes into focus. A breaking of chains for future generations to come. Just as a pebble thrown into a lake creates a succession of ripples extending beyond its initial place of contact, our relationship to our pain and our willingness to see it, and bring it to the light, affects the whole body of water that we exist in. And as we get free we create an opening for others to do the same.
It’s not an easy task. To choose healing and stand in love, but it’s our right, our purpose and it has the power to change everything.
Love and blessings,
A revolution is calling and it starts with you.
Whether we like it or not, we are being called to wake the f*** up. We probably have been feeling it for sometime now, but now more than ever is the time to get serious (and have some fun) with what is showing up and wanting to emerge. As significant planetary shifts and events occur, they also occur within, and regardless of having an interest in these type of things, these energetic game changers are bound to be felt on some level or another. Perhaps they have felt like rumblings of truth bubbling to the surface. A rejection of old ways. An intolerance to that which is heavy, negative and incongruent with something seeming more authentic to who you really are, however blurred behind the trappings of identity that may be. Or perhaps a clinging to that which makes you feel safe and certain, a feeling of overwhelm or a desire to tune out. All of these bristly rubs are actually clues to help you awaken and the first thing that is needed to make sense of any of it is to simply start to pay attention. Why?
Because your light is needed.
And when we ignore the callings of our soul we dim the light that is needed to fulfill the purpose of why we are here, to help others do the same and help heal the suffering in the world.. Each one of us is a powerful piece to this puzzle, and are worthy of living as the brightest light of who we are and to shine for one another. What a shame it would be if we all were to stay dim in our radiance, to live in rejection of what we are meant to be.
Ok. So now what ?
To make way for an awakening, means that we must get to work, becoming the miners for the gold within and the alchemist of that which does not serve the highest narrative of our souls contract. It means that change must be made and an inner revolution must occur so that no matter what, we will keep digging and no matter what we will continue to till the soil so our story can bloom, and let go of the stories anyone else wants or expects from us, along with the ones we have been telling ourselves. By seeking out our own deep, perfectly imperfect and noble warrior/ress story, we step into the role that we were made to play all along.
Getting there means we will need to begin saying yes to each and every inner calling that craves more of the energy, the passions and the people that makes us come alive and awaken to our magic. We must explore the curious nature of our wild and hungry soul and set fire to that which keeps us asleep. We must be willing to say no to what does not resonate or sit right and be fierce protectors of our energy. And most importantly we must make the decision that we have had enough of the conditioned and limiting beliefs that tell us to settle and resign for some half assed, hum drum version of our authentic self once and for all.
Fear is abound and wants to keep us small and it is easier to live in default mode, avoiding the risk that comes with blossoming, keeping the blinders on to another possibility, but if you are still reading this, I have a feeling you are wanting and ready for something more. That you know there is so much more and have either already started to tap into it and are ready and wanting to dive in. Like Bruno’s resolute conviction of an infinite universe (in a world that believed it was the only one) and his willingness to stand in his truth despite charges of heresy (and eventual execution), we must commit to our knowing in a bold way, knowing that even though it may (and it will) create friction and judgement as it challenges the status quo, that we must soldier on in pursuit of our souls message.
So dear Souldiers, some tips for your awakening :
This morning started out fairly typical trying to get Leela ready for school. During the many steps of preparation there is always bound to be a detour and it can at times be quite a challenge to keep my cool when there seems to be so many obstacles to overcome to just get out the door. Today, when she was "supposed" to be getting dressed I found her reading a book (called "How to be Happy") - it is a book with lots of great crafts and activities and is part of the amazing Relax Kids series. I always love when I find her reading by herself and though I didn't want to discourage her behavior, I reminded her that there was a time to read and the time was not when we are trying to get to school and are running late. She then asked me to leave her alone. I was a little upset at this point, feeling frustrated that she was not cooperating, but once she was dressed I gave her some space and went downstairs.
As I prepared breakfast, she ran around getting her scissors, and tape, working intently on her "secret" project. Again, I was thinking, "this is not the time for this", though I tried my best to respect her creative burst and just step back and release my grip a little. Just as it was time to eat some of her breakfast before we rushed out the door, she said, "I have a surprise for you Mommy". She then handed to me a picture, replete with cut out mountains, drawings of clouds and a sun and a hand written message that said "I love you Mom". She then explained to me that she made it to make me happy and showed me the page of the book she had been reading from. It was a section on activities "How to do Nice Things for Mum and Dad"). I stood there, humbled and grateful. I also felt some guilt surface, like "I can't believe I was getting so frustrated when all she was trying to do was make me something and tell me she loved me".
It got me thinking about how as parents we have these expectations of our kids, and a lot of them have to do with what is convenient for us, what is going to make us feel like we are still in charge, like we have kids that listen to us. When these expectations are not met it can create a backlash of feelings and reactions like "I must be doing something wrong" or "if they would just cooperate I wouldn't have to get so irritated". Another common reaction is this feeling of being tested. How often have we said "don't test me" or something similar to our child? Though I didn't pull that one out this morning, I certainly felt like she was testing me. Like her behavior was not just her doing her own thing, but was being done in opposition to what I wanted her to do - that she was just being difficult to be difficult.
When I looked at the colorful creation, her industrious and crafty use of construction paper, glue and crayon I realized that the whole time I was feeling tested, she was simply trying to show her love for me and make me happy (quite the opposite of to "make me mad" as I had been feeling). It made me recall what has always philosophically felt true to me as a parent in that, though it may feel counterintuitive to step back, when kids are allowed some freedom and room to exert their independence they will establish healthy behaviors themselves, such as taking time to do something nice for someone.
What a lesson.
How many times in a day do we feel like whatever is happening is inconveniencing us, when it actually it may be a gift, literally in the works? We, myself very much included, can be so self centered in our view of what is happening, completely altering the reality of what is actually taking place. Our perspective and attitude can change everything in our ability to receive love and the lessons that get us closer to our heart. And while we can't do away with order and schedules all together, our daily efforts to soften and our commitment to be less attached to outcomes may very well make space for less frustration and some amazing surprises.
We managed to make it to school only a few minutes late, but it was worth the surprise for sure.
Our journey of healing is a windy road, often leading us in so many different directions but helping us to eventually arrive at the same place, our home within. That is if we are to walk the path. My life has been a process of healing; emotionally, physically and spiritually and helping others do the same.. I have been guided again and again to be of service and always reminded the need to care for myself just the same.
By September of 2016 I found myself in a state of depletion and exhaustion. From the birth of my daughter Juniper and feeling spread thin from extending myself in every which way to the toll of emotional stress from almost losing my husband in April, I felt I had little to give, to myslef or anyone else. I felt myself calling out for help. "I need something". Seemingly out of the blue I came across a company that really spoke to me in numerous ways, especially in helping me reclaim some of the spark I felt I had lost and still was struggling to reignite.
Let me just preface this by saying that I am usually pretty skeptical when it comes to "products", but when digging deeper into the offerings, I learned of a heartfelt mission to create change not only in people's lives but also in the world, born from the recognition of radical healing through superfood nutrition. I was captivated. I tried some of the products myself and was awakened to a noticeable shift in my physical and emotional health. I also got plugged into a community that understood the nature of my heart and my desire for wellness and to share that with others, and I have been given guidance, inspiration and direction along the way.
So what did I do? I started the daily nutrition protocol; 3 products that serve as a foundation for increased energy, digestion, endurance and sleep. My body was feeling nourished on a deeper level and I was seeing results in more areas than I expected . I then moved on to the 10 Day Transformation that cleanses, resets and replenishes the digestive system, (the system of the body that is most critical in creating whole body healing and support). The protocol is simple and can be modified to meet the needs of breast feeding mothers like myself. Including select fresh and whole food, green shakes, amino acids and cherry concentrate throughout the day I never felt deprived. During my 10 day experience I was kind of blown away and felt better than I think I ever have in my life. It has left a lasting inner transformation beyond the obvious physical changes. I felt myself releasing, lightening, and lifting out of an emotional and mental darkness, heavy and long held negative beliefs and attitudes I didn’t even realize were weighing on me as much as they were until they were gone. I began to feel enlivened and renewed, and like I finally felt like I was meant to feel, how we all are meant to feel, when we are functioning on optimal nourishment and actively involved in our own inner healing.
Recently I took my “after” pictures of myself. While I wanted to lose some weight, this was not the only intention behind the transformation. Ultimately, I recognized that my body was in crisis. With little time for self care, and running on little sleep, and a history of and return of inflammation (from chronic illness years earlier), my stress level was high and I dealt with hunger, sweet and carb cravings and little time to make wholesome meals by eating quick snacks and foods that were lacking balanced nutrition subsequently taking a toll on me. I was stressed and exhausted. I resorted to coffee more than I would like to admit. I literally could see myself aging. Like the life had gotten sucked out of me, and it had. I JUST had a baby. I was nursing. Giving. Pouring. Everything I had into this new life, as well as my 5 year olds. I was so fulfilled in my heart, more than ever before, but in body and mind, I was so completely worn out.
Its been pretty much night and day since then, and I am still coming to discover the incredible benefits to this protocol (I am now back on the recommended daily nutrition), not to mention being involved with an incredible community. It is hard to make a commitment to change when we don’t have support, when others don’t understand why we are doing what we are doing, so it is essential to be plugged in to others who are working towards similar intended shifts internally and externally. After being involved with this program now for 3 months, I am now ready to support those who are seeking Transformation and growth on all levels and am so excited about it!!!!!! We can't change the world ourselves, but when we change the way we live, big things happen!!!! You can start wherever you are, just by looking deeper and reaching out. I will be here whenever you are ready.
Wishing you all infinite love and light,
So much more than a weight loss program, but visible results none the less. Left side October 10. Right side November 10. With Core 3 and Transformation protocols.
At 3 and a half weeks postpartum and as I begin to move beyond the bubble of new baby bliss, reality is setting in. Most of my non maternity clothes display quite clearly where my nearly 10 lb baby was not too long ago. And sure, that makes sense. And truly, I am in awe of my body, of the female form and how incredibly wise it is, how it has already, on its’ own begun to resume to its former shape. Though, I hesitate in even saying "resume" as to imply there is a going back, or a returning to. I am, and my body after all, are changed.
And while I can admit that this is definitely not how I want to look long term, some sadness surfaced when thinking about letting this rendering of me go. My body, in its plump and relaxed state, stands as a reminder of the home it was to my babe, which offered comfort as we eased into a new phase of life, no longer physically entwined but still very much existing together.
The postpartum period is sacred. While popular culture may have us believing otherwise, it is not something we need to be rushing out of. Just as I worked to nurture and care for myself to prepare for birth, it has been equally important for me to go easy on myself in these weeks that have followed and give myself time to say thank you to my body and honor all that it has been through before placing any extreme demands on it. For I know deep down (even as I currently grow more and more uncomfortable with the way I am “wearing” the past 10 months) that my body is something to be awed and appreciated not hurried and criticized.
So I write this and post this picture with some hesitation in that I do not want to create any felt sense of competition within myself nor within anyone else, but to simply document where I am starting from as I make my way back into a hopeful and fairly regular yoga practice. . Perhaps other things will be included in this journey, but for now, it is just me, my yoga mat and my intention to love myself through it.