Archive | May, 2016

Light your path. In ten minutes.

23 May

teleophorosThink about your time and how you spend it.

How much time do you allow for doing those things which you really value?

My bet is its far less time than you would like.

 

How much time can you allow for doing those things which you really value?

My answer is ten minutes the night before. I’ll explain.

Most of your time is spent taking care of urgent matters, especially if you have other people who depend on you to get it done.

Are all the urgent things you are doing giving you joy and inspiring you? Probably not. So why do you continue giving them top priority? Doing only the urgent leaves you drained and feeling powerless.

The key to right use of your time is to replace urgent demands with the essential accomplishments that fulfill and restore you.

Here’s the secret: Begin to include one thing a day that excites you. Anything that excites you will energize you. Go for something that makes you feel great.

Here’s the power: When you begin to include one thing a day that excites you, you will find that you have more energy that will equate to more hours in your day. You will have a sense of positive purpose and direction. You’ll actually accomplish more because you’ll have the desire and attention to stay focused. You’ll treat those around you with respect because you are practicing self-respect. It’s a win-win.

Here’s the ten minute job that will get it done.

Light your path.

What you’ll need:

A journal or a day planner.

Ten minutes of quiet.

Take three deep breaths and let go of the day. Take time to reconnect with your beautiful, highly intelligent body. Notice your arms and legs, gently shake out any stress. Do some shoulder rolls and rock your head from shoulder to shoulder. Let your thoughts quiet down. Recognize that you have the power to decide to care for yourself. Feel the floor, or the chair supporting your body. Know that you are always supported, no matter what. Breathe.

When you are in a relaxed and opened state of mind,  write down one thing that you would like to accomplish. Something that is of value to you, something that has been whispering to you for awhile. Be specific. Is it something you can accomplish within a day? Or several months? Either way, be as clear as possible and get it on paper. Limit yourself to one or two sentences.  Writing will focus your thoughts and let your powerful subconscious know that you’re beginning to get serious about this thing.

When you have finished writing, take a couple of minutes to close your eyes and lightly think about the possibility of what you have written. Don’t get serious, just play with it. Express gratitude for the unique and powerful being that you are. Expect that you will receive help.

Before you go to bed, read what you’ve written. Sweet dreams.

You’ve created a well- lit path for your subconscious to follow. Your subconscious will work as you sleep, as is often evidenced by the ideas and events that occur during the following days regarding your intention. Pay attention to opportunities and synchronicities that happen around you.  When you are inspired to act–ACT.  Each day take one action towards your goal, no matter how small the step may seem. Take immediate action whenever possible, it’s like letting your subconscious know that you appreciate the help. When you appreciate it, the help keeps coming.

Once you’re in the habit of spending ten minutes lighting your path intentionally, you’ll find that more and more meaningful opportunities will appear in your life. You’ll be accomplishing things that really matter to you and the astonishing part is that a lot of the urgent stuff will just take care of itself. This short exercise really does have the power to change you. For ten minutes a day, it’s time well spent.

 

 

 

 

Coming Home.

17 May

I often find myself completely ego-absorbed – driven to produce, create, take action… make stuff happen. I am great at ‘doing’.  Out of the necessity to find balance, I have inadvertently become great at inner stillness. Sitting. Contemplating. Absorbing. Processing. Imagining. Allowing my separated soul and body time to sit face to face, hand in hand and catch up with each other, blending back together.  Time to become whole; become One.

When I need to act, my action is balanced; centered, coming from harmony. From here, intuition, a sense of rightness and my feelings help shape and inform my proven ability and delight in taking action. Action now imbued with a sense of possibility, wonder, delight, adventure, and hope. So much different from the good old days, where my heavily armored ego, trotted off on its own, busily weighing up its narrow and self-obsessed options of fight or flight.

I applaud and commend my ego – all these years it has fought the battles for me, engaged, retreated, always ready, never complaining about the poor nourishment or dismal conditions it suffered through.  I thank you. I release you.

I imagine two thrones – one for my ego, where it now sits, resplendent in its strength, honor, and might. A beautiful, proud warrior. A warrior who has little use for armor or weaponry. A warrior skilled in the hard-won arts of diplomacy, compassion, poetry and self-love. Passionate. Alive. Whole.

The second throne occupied by the Queenly counterpart to this Warrior King- nurturing, encompassing, soothing, allowing. restoring. Cool water on a hot day. The Queen, my inner feminine, the ground of being on which my inner masculine acts. Reunited with her lover/husband. Wildly passionate, years of waiting collapse into this moment/ every moment. Fueling new life. New hope. New possibilities.

I intend a metaphor that allows me to express the feeling of my masculine and feminine natures functioning as one, as an equality, as a harmony. This does not mean that I do not fight, or do not pick up my weapons… it means that my fight and flight options have been infinitely expanded, tempered and balanced with a love, care and respect for myself, which transfers to all my brothers and sisters, unconditionally. I have infinite ability to respond. I am losing my ability to react. My ego is gratefully no longer running the show alone. My Warrior has returned with a Hero’s welcome.

It takes time to nurture this relationship with oneself – years of fighting, disagreeing, slogging it out on the battlefield of life. The day the Warrior returns, the day the Hero knows his glory days are over- is full of mixed emotions. Any sea change in life can suddenly find you washed up on a distant shore, ready to stop fighting, stop all the running; longing for home.

Coming home means learning to find new glory, new adventure in the person you have become, getting down to the business of living the life you find directly in front of you, to slowly but surely find that the life you have is exactly the life that was meant for you. You learn to meet yourself again and again, loving more and more who you see, battle scars, heartaches, regrets and all. Allowing the inner feminine to pick up the broken and aching pieces, cradle the inner child, comfort and soothe you into wholeness, until you can return to the field and not see a battle, but a life of blessing.

Mysteriously it is no longer about us, but about others, acquiring becomes less important than giving, fixing, understanding, mending, listening.  A new life unfolds. Full of the adventure and mystery of the unknown- in a world full of possibilities, anything can happen. Anything can surprise and delight. Nothing is locked down tight. Nothing is for certain. Except love. That is the only certainty;  the only possibility open.

I feel together now, in a way that I never could have imagined- heart and soul, body and spirit, mind and matter. The polarities have softened, lost definition. To the extent that I can envision myself as one, I can envision the earth and all creatures as one. There is no ‘other’, no thing to fight (except myself, which becomes silly.) I am done fighting. I have taken up residence where I have always belonged – in the House of Belonging. Allowing the Unameable Mystery of Love / God, /The Divine /my Higher Self /Being etc. to stock the pantry, turn down the covers, roll up the rug, and light the fire – anticipating those moments when I remember to return home.

Coming home becomes easier as I learn to accept myself, accept that I intimately belong. I am undoubtedly cared for. (Despite how I act and sometimes feel.) I am learning to live out of my new reality- less fear, more joy. I still catch myself, my ego poised for the fight; on red alert. But it’s more like a bad dream and in a few seconds I can wake myself up, grateful for the choice. Glad to find myself home, safe and warm in my own bed.

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