My last blog lightly touched on the profound experience that I shared with a colleague taking sabbatical and walking the 1000 year old pilgrimage of the “Camino de Santiago de Compostella”. Throughout and well after that experience I was left with the profound conviction that walking life “our way” and not falsely for others was prerequisite to a fulfilling and authentic life. I was also distinctively impressed with the conviction that I required sabbatical several times a year rather than once a decade, as was my prior record.
With that self knowledge I scheduled to take sabbatical in the form of a 10 day silent meditation retreat the first part of this year to do some internal and soulful “spring cleaning” and renew my connection with my inner voice.
Being clear in my core values and deepest priorities, I prepared family, home, practice clients and colleagues with my details for time away and confirmed the reservation with the retreat center. The commitment to remain with the program for 10 full days of meditative retreat was very strict and I was without question determined to enjoy every blissfully quiet day provided there.
It was then with bewilderment that, on the 4th day of silent relfection I found myself questioning that conviction. While meditating with a member of the staff about my intention towards the remainder of the program I found myself forced to consider a very different plan.
As an intuitive, I have always utilized a technique when attempting to make a decision regarding multiple future scenarios. Ultimately, I project my energetic intention into the prevalent future options before me and when I can see one develop clearly in my minds eye, in full color and accompanying emotion, I know the direction to take.
I found myself meditating with a member of the staff about my remaining 6 days of the program only to draw a complete blank. What? Why? Isn’t this what I passionately wanted? Where is the energy towards it?
When I relinquished to envision myself leaving the program and returning home I immediately saw my two teenage children rushing towards me earnestly and with great need. Taken aback by this very clear and stirring vision I couldn’t shake and realizing that I could only confirm this energetic “call home” by breaking my silence and leaving the program, I chose to trust my intuition as my deepest resource and connection to the Divine and honor my answer.
It was immediately upon being reunited with my belongings and technology that I discovered my daughter had called in deep distress tearfully the evening before and had left a message pleading for my return and simultaneously a message from my son expressing his need for assistance due to having become ill in my 4 days absence and having not recovered sufficiently alone. I felt this was sufficient for my “call home” until the morning of the following day when I was to learn the truly powerful gift that “listening” to one’s internal wisdom consistently provides. The morning following my return my time was needed to take my 15 year old daughter to school, as her 17 year old brother was still taking the time home to mend from his illness. It was during that drive that I was struck with the full impact of my decision.
My daughter and I share a very open and transparent dialogue wherein I am privy to the many impressions, perceptions, opinions and potential plans of my still too innocent child. She shared having met a boy that had been contacting her since my departure of 5 days ago and his chat messages, pictures shared, requests to meet her at a movie theatre, her impressions of his pictures and dialogue with him, etc. In listening my interest grew keener as I realized that the timeline and sequence of her sharing seemed strangely incongruent. How long have you known this boy? How old is he? You met him where? He says he attends your school but you met online? He has asked to meet you at a movie theater rather than approaching you at school directly? He wants you to meet him sometime today?
Red flashed through my mind like a screaming wave of panic. This story is ALL wrong! Within minutes I had my daughter promise to turn off her phone, stay collectively with her friends throughout the day, be available to be picked up in the carpool immediately after school and under no circumstances leave the campus. Within 2 hours my concerns were completely validated and I was fully informed that this 17 year old boy did not exist within the school system, that the entity that stole the identity of this handsome 17 year old persona had been contacting other girls in my daughters circle of friends and at her high school and that he was in truth a cyber stalker, equipped with all he needed to lure unsuspecting young ladies into compromising circumstances, should parents not be communicative and savvy enough to be aware of their child’s innermost lives.
My sweet, precious and innocent daughter was spared a potential unknown horror at the hands of a child predator because I was listening! I was not only listening to my inner voice of guidance and direction but continued to listen to those that I treasure most and that I have aligned with and committed my core intentions to.
I am a mother first and as this resonates most deeply with my core values and obligations, I could be directed by my inner knowing to question a commitment to myself for silence and sabbatical that was perilously incongruent with the safety and preservation of my dear child.
Because of my swift intervention, no meeting was to take place with a child predator that day and other young ladies at my daughter’s school were quickly advised to be on alert and discontinue any further dialogue with this disturbed mind, bent on unknown intentions. All were spared.
Living purposefully, living fully and living passionately in touch with who we are at our core devoted to is the freeing gift I am living in this day… in this moment. I am eternally grateful for the wisdom that continues to emerge because of my consistent connection to Source.
The balance of time….. for self, for family, for service, for career, for community, for wherever else we show up in this lifetime is always in a state of flux. Allow for the flexibility to question when questions arise. Rigidity would not have served me had I upheld my initial commitment to have stayed with my retreat program. Rigidity would have robbed me of the flow of Universal wisdom. Ridgidy would have been a grave loss that need not be born.
May Universal wisdom flow in each of your lives. May you be blessed with expansive intuitive awareness and feel the gratitude that being in touch with that power and all it provides.
Most of us really do know when we have reached maximum saturation, numbing repetitive existence, cyclical breaking points, or any other number of visceral “wake up calls” that speak deeply of our personal need to step out of our current form of existence. We know.. and we often delay. And delay. I have been no exception to this form of existence… until recently.
I had heard about this journey called El Camino de Santiago de Compostella or as often described as The Way through a book of Shirley MacLaines entitled, “Camino”. It inspired me deeply and haunted my evolving bucket list with the notion that I really could and must do this thing. As life often pushes a point that we don’t lurch forward in a timely enough manner, I was re-introduced to this trek through one of my all time favorite authors, Paulo Coehlo’s work, “The Pilgrimage”. Again a nudge to figure this out, and make it happen.
Well folks I get all the reasons why I could quite rightly justify putting this thing off indefinitely…. I’ve been an overwhelmed homeschooling mother of 4, full-time homemaker, two children with special learning needs, married to a disturbingly jealous husband bent on monitoring all my time, invested as an ongoing holistic health student and really just far too over committed.
Circumstances change as time moves forward and my excuses continued to validate why now just wasn’t ripe yet for leaving. After one failed attempt in the spring of 2011 and nearly 10 full years after having first been inspired and drawn to this grand plan, I made the unilateral decision that early summer of 2012 would be my year, come hell or high water!
And so it is!
Providence would have it that I must have been meant to be accompanied, rather than trekking off from all my worldly responsibilities alone as I had envisioned. Brilliant. My peregrino companion was to be a colleague and dear friend with a relish for adventure and stretching her comfort zones internationally for years, just like me. What additional incalculable talents she also brought to the undertaking was an international street sense and magnificently fluent and beautifully spoke Spanish. Incalculable value is not an overstatement for this gift of the tongue, wholly lacking in myself with a bit of scattered and unimpressive high school French.
It was plainly understood before we set off that while we were companioned, alone time would be essential for us both. I knew it would be crucial for me, as the preceding 20 years never left me without an uninvited companion or at least a demanding interruption every moment, not excluding trips to the bathroom. Sound familiar anyone? We would both need time to drop into meditative nothingness,… sheer walking bliss and an off the map kind of presence as we trudged along. When we were walking with full presence, we would connect with others as the pilgrim life generously offers all travelers if they wish and relish in the personalities with zest, that could only be found on this type of quest.
There is a quality of energy that can only be found on this path and it cannot fully be explained as it feels and resonates differently for everyone. But what effect it has creates a desire to keep going even when the body is clearly stating that it is time to stop. Some pilgrims arrive and shortly thereafter find themselves addicted, so much so that they walk this trek or every given Camino starting point many times over. Some make it their life’s mission to walk it indefinitely.
My most ardent desire was to literally “dump” all of my lifetimes worth of baggage along this journey and rebirth a lighter and freer new me. I walked and talked to myself incessantly,… forgiving every soul that had crossed me. I realized it was necessary to forgive some multiple times and the endless array of memory flashbacks was frighteningly acute.
I also wanted to hold a certain presence that can only be found in an unfettered life. Could I possibly hold the same focus of singularity that I was able to embrace by simply choosing to get up daily and just walk?
I am going to tell you the answer…. savoring the moments as fully as I did then,… one quest at a time. More to come!
When my life took a serious turn, swerved out of control then crashed and burned violently 6 years ago in a devastating end of the family I had lovingly and painstakingly created and nurtured, I was forced to take a very solemn internal assessment.
“What did I want to be when I grew up……. this time?” I had already dreamed the dream, fostered and fed that dream and birthed the reality of it with near impeccability. I was raised and groomed to be a “no-holds barred” mother, homemaker extraordinaire, homebirther, homeschooler, holistic health expert, gardener, organic chef, doting wife and partner, church volunteer and devotee, community outreach leader, ongoing student, and fitness advocate. Tall order…… yes? I was undaunted.
How do I dream again? How on earth would I know what I wanted when I had mastered the art of taking dictation from without and obediently ascribing? Did I even know what I wanted or how to listen to that part of myself anymore?
The only thing left to do was to do something I was afraid of. Yep, I had to stir myself up internally and step out onto the proverbial ledge… and leap! So I did! I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane, with a highly reliable, ex-military jump expert attached to my backside, but jump I did….. with enthusiasm and glee! And “something” mighty powerful awoke within me….. my solar plexus gasped for air for the first time in over a decade and wailed a loud infant wail of “YES”!!! I AM ALIVE! I AM AWAKE! I AM BACK BABY AND I AM HERE TO STAY!!!
Shortly thereafter I made a log that would soon after be referred to as a “bucket list” made popular by a movie that shortly followed, and it would hold every adventure that somewhat awed or frightened me that I knew I must dare to take on.
Since that time I have skydived twice, rode an electric bull, sang public karaoke solo, danced on a bar, dropped backward into a zipline ride, parasailed in the gulf, flew shotgun in a helicopter, simulated skydive in a wind tunnel, ridden “bikeweek” on a motorcycle chopper, scuba dived, and most recently, rode an official NASCAR solo on the ride of my life!
As it is my desire to maintain the divine claim of living fully in my body, mind and spirit, I regularly expose myself to opportunities such as this. In all honesty, driving a NASCAR independent of a driving supervisor unnerved me immensely, which was exactly the point. This was grossly exacerbated by the fact that the security information video presented to all drivers that intended to take their lives into their own hands that day, was completely glitchy. It ended up being narrated by the “no-nonsense” well weathered staff member that spared us no details regarding the layout of the track, definitions of the major turns and markers, but managed to discuss how many ways we could flip our stock car and uncontrollably careen into the infamous wall.
The handful of brave souls that had purchased the same “NASCAR Experience” that I had for that day were left vacant of pertinent safety details, and equally vacant expressions.
By the time they suited me up with the official helmet and gear, established radio control to the track boss and very efficiently strapped me into my driver seat to the point of constriction, I realized that I was beyond human help. As a matter of fact the dials displayed across the dash were indiscernible to me and there didn’t appear to be time to figure them out before I was sent out onto the foreign track ill prepared.
In that precise moment, all that I had gleaned from past knowing and experience became crystal clear…… I was Divinely supported by my steadfast Guidance that absolutely had my back and I had the distinct ability to “feel” my way through this insanely cool experience. So I shut out the world and eased into an acceleration and visceral thrill that every soul should have the opportunity to own. The track boss broke my silent world with brief but eager compliments and encouragement to move to the next band of speed. I smiled at his challenge and leaned more into the accelerator, howling at the rush of the vehicle underneath me. One round and I am cheering myself aloud….. a second round and I am mastering this thing,… rushing past another driver on the 3rd turn I take it up a notch and by the 4th rounding of the track I have grown a savvy new skin for this speed thing and I am owning it! I obediently dropped my speed at the end of my “personal NASCAR experience” and slowed into Pit Row flawlessly and brought my Jack Daniels mobile to a purring halt.
YES! This IS mindfulness! This is the experience of being fully embodied, alive in my skin and completely connected with my Solar Plexus and the desires that it’s wisdom reveals to me. This is what it is to live the life unlived and make it my own. And there is so much more to come! The hot air balloon ride has been scheduled for a warm May afternoon at sunset….. and then, who knows? What a life!
What life are you choosing and is that life worthy of you?
What if we chose to rethink, relearn, re-dream and relive the way we perceive our place in this world completely? What if while we were tossing out old limiting beliefs, thoughts of scarcity, visions of competition, struggle and lack wholesale, we embraced the belief that we are enough?
What if there was “enough” everywhere? What if we saw ourselves surrounded by plentifulness?…. Rich, generous abundance?
As Healing Practitioners, we must hold that the world of form is susceptible to our influence and intention. Our gift to the world is the power to create health, vitality, regeneration, self-awareness and an abundance all good desired for those that we serve.. We would choose to live from these same beliefs, embody the principles and care for ourselves with the same degree of generous impeccability.
We would also seek out like minds with which we could be supported, challenged, cared for and refer our own clients to when their needs became evident. There could be no more authentic recommendation that what an “intimate referral” provides both for ourselves and those we refer.
In a “Collaborative Model”, we are part of a whole, sharing in our various talents and capacities toward the overall good of humanity. We see our unique place in the grand scale as valuable, necessary and sustainable. To be in integrity with our work, it would be essential to serve from a place of sincerity, and a trust that those we attract to our purpose have been drawn to us.
There is a far greater drive to offer our professional services in excellence when we operate from a mindset of trusting the Universe to be in Divine Order.
We can create a wealth of benefits for ourselves, one another and our clients when we engage from this vision of trust.
This is the greatest goal and most soul-felt desire in the foundation of Heal the Healer.
- We respectfully support the unique talents, skills and modalities of each individual practitioner.
- We hold the vision of abundance and plenty in clients seeking our unique contributions.
- We open ourselves as our personal needs require to the supportive services of our contributing colleagues.
- Through this exchange, “intimate referral” is created to provide more authentic and meaningful recommendations to our clients whose needs may exceed our offerings.
- Camaraderie, professional ethics, natural support systems and meaningful connections are made between collaborative practitioners while maintaining personal health and professional referrals increase practice revenue for all involved.
This is far more than a simple barter system. This exchange embraces the truth that the Universe is unending supply, generous and accessible. Our participation in this vision expands our health, wealth and vitality on every level and that of those that we serve. It is nothing short than a return to the TRUTH.
Please join us! All that desire to hold this vision with respect and openness are genuinely welcome!
Spirals can be found in nature to remind us of this fact. We often witness them in the intrinsic rings of newly hewn lumber,…. winding like artistic fractals within the framework of sea shells, and in the gentle curl of infant ferns hugging upon themselves. The mystery of the spiral reminds us that with each new season of growth we are offered the privileged aerial view of where we have once been. Our learning and experience build upon themselves. Spirals are a natural part of our lives and development.
Cycles are also a part of our experience. There are cycles in each of the seasons, cycles in the heavenly bodies, and within our own bodies as well.
But when patterns of learned behavior show up as cycles in our lives that feel stuck, self-sabotaging and defeating, we are not in harmony with our natural flows.
Do well-worm comfort zones have you “cycling” in ways that disallow genuine growth and simply return you to your self-imposed sign post?
Does the fear of change, the fear of loss or the discomfort of really feeling yourself fully alive in your body have you living in small, predictable patterns of repeated behavior?
In Miguel Angel Ruiz’s book Beyond Fear, he challenges the reader to wake up from the dream of life that we are living. He states that to attempt to stay the same is to live as though one were dead.
The cells of our body are dying, being recreated and born anew every moment…… shouldn’t our consciousness be following suit? We are not stagnant beings,… perpetually the same. The one thing that we can count on in this world and life experience is the constancy of change.
As this 2011 year comes into its fullness and ultimate close, what have you learned that has inspired you? What has shifted your perception of the world? What has rocked your sense of self? What gifts of expansive awareness have allowed you to see from the “aerial view”? What is the sacred spiral of life offering you, if you would only courageous look down?
Deeper, richer moments of self knowing and gratification await us when we break from the cycles and forge ahead fearlessly into gently beckoning, yet unknown paths.
Take a class. Indulge in a trip to a foreign land that offers the rawness of unfamiliar culture, geography and mindsets. Write a blog about your life so far and what deep-seated hunger you are discovering rising within you for adventure. Let something overly comfortable go and see how much you notice the lack of it weeks later. Make a new friend that respectfully challenges your thinking and worldview. Read a book that stimulates your imagination.
We live within the spiral of spirals….. encouraging us and inspiring us to believe in ourselves.
What a gift to acknowledge that we are capable of living large, powerfully and on purpose!
Cheers to the end of this year of transformation and becoming! Welcome in the brilliant, vibrant new opportunities that await each of us.