Life these past few years has been full, in so many ways.
In addition to my beautiful and messy transition into motherhood, I also helped my dad move into a nursing home recently; it was a hard transition, but both he and I are grateful for so many little “assists” from the Universe along the way.
With a lot of time on his hands these days and a body that, in his words, doesn’t always do what he tells it to do, he’s found he spends much of that time on his inner world.
I believe great things can come from introspection; new ideas, answers to questions we’ve been pondering, sweet reflections on memories from the past.
But, as most of us well know, the thinking mind can also trip us up with its monkey chatter and focus on all of the things that aren’t working. For my dad, I can sense an old story drives his regrets, one that links his worth with what he’s seen as achieved in life.
Make no mistake, he has achieved a lot; his choices led him to create his own business with a heartfelt mission to teach english as a second language to people in developing countries so that they can empower themselves in the world market. But that business has since dissolved and circumstances have shifted so that the world around him can no longer see his “success.”
When I hear my dad lament about this, I hold space for the pain that feels real for him, but then lovingly reflect back to him what I believe to be true: that his life is worth so much more than any one thing that he has ever or ever will achieve.
We are more than our to do lists or anything outside who we are and the love we express.
This doesn’t discount any project or idea you are working hard to bring to life. On the contrary, I feel it honors it by recognizing it as a joyful expression of what’s inside of you.
So listen to that stirring in your heart to create, to show up, to do your soul’s work, whatever your work may be.
But (and this is a big but), if you find yourself sticking rigidly to your goals and find your worth has become completely entwined with your output, I invite you to step back to see the bigger picture.
We will never get there because we already are HERE…the now. This moment, the only real time there is.
I write these words not only as a love note to you, but also as a reminder to myself as well to keep my eye on the real prize: a life where I’ve followed my heart to create what’s within while embracing all the meaningful moments along the way.
With massive love,
If you’d like a little support for your unconscious mind to more deeply integrate this message, I invite you to listen to the short guided meditation below:
When asked how I’m doing by friends who haven’t heard from me in awhile, I often say that I’m finally emerging from my cave…because for me, that was what the first few years of motherhood felt like.
I had read all of the books; my ego told me “I should have been prepared.”
But that isn’t how life works sometimes. Sometimes, the best preparation is simply practicing presence and surrender so that when sh*t gets messy, there is something deep inside that keeps you going.
Although I’m not ready to share all of the details yet, I will share that the unimaginable happened after my son was born and he spent his first couple of months in the NICU instead of with us at home.
It taught me that I have a lioness inside willing to fight for my child when the need arose, and I shifted to a more primal existence, one where survival ranked high and being seen and heard didn’t even show up in my awareness (or if it did, it was small and subtle, in dreams and passing moments).
Being in a cave was also a beautiful thing in that living in the present moment was necessary for survival; I couldn’t fathom thinking of what the next 5 years would look like when I could only see what the day ahead would bring.
I’m so grateful to share that despite a rough start, our son is thriving, and I equally thank the angels, my ancestors, and every single doctor, nurse and therapist who was a part of his healing process along the way.
Over the past several months, I’ve been hearing those whispers from my intuition again, the ones that invite me back into the light to radiate not only the messages I felt called to share before, but also to share a new one:
the world needs more powerful compassion for ALL of it, both the beauty AND the mess
Because life IS messy sometimes, and sometimes that mess can overwhelm us. And then we beat ourselves up for not “taking care of our mess,” but the reality is that when we’re in that space is when we need love most of all.
And so, here I am, emerging from my cave after learning to dance more gracefully with my shadows and those messy parts of myself I refused to look at before.
I’ve recommitted to the practices that changed my relationship to my own energy in the past and followed my intuition as I felt called to create something new.
And, in a classic “the Universe has a sense of humor” moment, the entire process was rife with mess.
The evening was planned out, our child was in bed, my partner in the director’s seat, and I was in my flow…only to discover after over 2 hours of filming that the sound was unusable.
And so I recognized the mess, gave myself just a moment to sit in it, then cleaned back up and went at it again.
The next planned evening was brutally hot, but I was determined to get the right lighting, so I set up the tripod outside and bought one of those cheap remote controls for my iphone camera so that I could coordinate the takes by myself while my partner stayed inside to keep an eye on our son.
Again, I was in my flow…until back to back airplanes flew right over the house for several minutes in a row.
So I sat in the mess, blotted the sweat from my face, and kept going.
Again, and again, and again, until finally I had filmed enough takes to *hopefully* ensure there would be something usable in editing.
And then, it all just seemed to click together.
The lighting worked, the sound worked, but most importantly, my message was strong and clear.
I share this with you to remind you that there is often a mess behind every finished product that is presented to you…but the fact that it is in front of you now means that someone, somewhere, saw that mess and worked through it anyway.
Messy journey and all, I am excited to share my finished product with you because I truly believe in the power of these processes.
It’s a 3 day video mini course called Chaos to Calm, and in it I teach 3 insightful tools from the world of hypnosis that will shift your energy, no matter what’s going on in the world around you.
You can access the course here – my gift to you, absolutely free:
Click here for the Chaos to Calm Mini Course
Because no matter how messy it all seems, we are the ones who choose how long we want to sit in it and when we’re ready to clean it all up and create something beautiful.
With big, big love,
There’s no destination. The journey is all that there is, and it can be very, very joyful.
A girlfriend and I hadn’t seen each other in awhile, and she suggested we meet up at the Getty to take in a little culture and a bite to eat, teasing me that we were truly growing into little old ladies who lunch at museums :).
I arrived a little early and had a choice between taking the tram from the parking structure up the big hill to the museum or taking the walking path that ran alongside it.
It was a hot breezeless day, and part of me wanted to take the shortcut, to sit down and relax in an air-conditioned box as I was carried up the hill, saving my legs for the galleries ahead.
But the other part of me wanted to slow down…to skip the shortcut and enjoy the journey instead.
So I began trekking up the hill and to my delight I was guided through a sculpture garden and onto a beautiful tree-lined path that offered an expansive and surprisingly enjoyable view; I must admit, there’s something wonderful about being able to look over the 405 freeway and be grateful you’re on foot surrounded by happy trees instead of in the car surrounded by angry drivers.
Staying off the beaten path gave me an opportunity to meet a lovely woman who was also venturing along the sidelines; we took the time to get wrapped up in a conversation around what we love most about the city we live in and sharing about the work that lights us up (both of us helping the world in our own way – her life as a lawyer and mine as a healer and coach).
By the time I reached the top and said goodbye to my new friend to meet up with my old one, I realized that taking the “long way” gave me the unexpected gift of discovering more about myself and my connection to the people and place around me.
So often we rush through life, with a single-minded focus on our goals, forgetting that the goals are simply anchors to guide us toward our expansion, but that real life can ONLY be experienced right here, right now.
Click to tweet>> Slow down and enjoy both the destination as well as the journey along the way. <<Click to tweet
One way to intentionally slow down is through cultivating a practice of walking meditation, and I invite you to try it out through the 10 simple steps below:
- Find a private area where you can walk about 10 steps in one direction, indoors or outside (I always recommend getting out in nature if you can!).
- Begin standing in mountain pose, feet body-width apart and knees slightly bent and relaxed. Keep your eyes open, but soft, gazing easily in front of you (no need to watch your feet; trust that feeling them is enough).
- Focus awareness on the soles of your feet, feeling the weight of your body moving downward toward your feet and the physical connection with the ground beneath them.
- Allow the left heel to rise slowly and pay attention to all of the sensations moving up from the heel to ankle to calf. Notice the gentle shifting of the weight to the right foot. Notice if there is any wobbling as your left foot slowly moves toward the ground, bringing the attention first to the heel, then mid foot, then ball.
- Now bring the awareness to your right foot as you begin to slowly lift it off the ground, paying attention to those sensations you feel in the calf, ankle, and foot as you intentionally step forward.
- Repeat this process using the physical sensation of walking as your anchor, bringing your awareness back any time the mind wanders.
- When you reach the end, take a moment to simply stand and bring awareness back to the physical sensation of standing for a breath or two.
- Then repeat the process walking back the other direction, slowly, mindfully, and intentionally, taking small steps as you go.
- Continue walking for 10-15 minutes, varying the speed to slow down and speed up once you feel comfortable in your normal pace.
- Once the timer has gone off, stand once more in mountain pose, bringing awareness for a breath or two to the sensation of feeling present and grounded, enjoying what THIS moment has to offer.
I’d love to hear from you; what was your last experience of consciously slowing down to enjoy the journey in your life?