I am not perfect but I keep growing

Sometimes when we are running on E, it's our body's way of telling us to slow down. To stop. To take stock of what's important. To let go of everything that can be put off for another time. To accept we are imperfect human beings not machines. To say no when we want to rather than yes because we feel we have to.
I am coming off a long week of meetings, presentations, and travel and I am exhausted mentally and physically. Disappointed that a presentation I had worked on did not work out the way I had anticipated. My finale not coming through due to technical difficulties. My high replaced with a sigh.
And last night I got to my hotel late with no luggage discovering that because my connecting flight is less than twelve hours my luggage was checked right through to Bermuda. Accepting I will have to wear the same clothes I had on the day before begrudgingly.
Turning my laptop on last night just to see what had happened in my world to see several people enjoyed my blog post. Immediately feeling my spirit lifting because despite disappointments from one aspect of my life I found joy from another aspect of my life. From writing that comes from my soul. From writing that comes from spirit. Pure and unfiltered.
Thinking about how I debated about whether to post that blog because I had intended it for something else and was not sure if my general blog was the place to post it. But I decided to post it because my inner voice told me the time was right to do so. That the piece I had written was meant for my blog and not to be submitted to anyone else's. So I posted it and let it go. Surrendered it to the universe. Only to discover many people needed to hear the words I had written as much as I did.
And then I thought about why I was so focussed on my disappointments for the day when there was so much that had gone right in the day. Recognising that sometimes we have to accept that our best laid plans are not always what are best for us. Not what we are meant to achieve at that moment. But if we are strong enough and forgiving enough of ourselves to let our plans go, we open ourselves to see the joy we have in our lives. The abundance. The power of choice.
And my mindset changed from lack to abundance. Shifting my thought to gratitude instead of disappointment. Allowing me to accept that today I will arrive home in the same clothes I had on the day before.  Grateful for the fact that I have clothes considering there are many people in this world who have none or wear the same clothes every single day because that's all they have.
 Gratitude in knowing though my presentation did not go as well as I planned, at least I had the wherewithal to be invited to speak in the first place and got through the presentation even though it did not come out the way I thought it would.
What I am learning is when I accept I am always where I am meant to be, receiving the gifts and disappointments I am meant to receive, I am always growing. Always open to the Universe and for these realisations I am truly grateful. Because I accept I am an imperfect human being learning more about my imperfections so I can keep going. Keep growing. Keep learning more about me and life. About choices. Sometimes pleasant and other times not.
And when I am running on E, I need to stop. To take stock. To rest and rejuvenate. To express gratitude for all I have and then rest. As I intend to this evening when I am at home.
And I am more than grateful to be returning home today to my family and friends. Imperfections and all. Namaste.

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The Storm may never come

“If you spend your whole life waiting for the storm, you’ll never enjoy the Sunshine.” Morris West
Right now we are being bombarded with so much despair, anger,  destruction and hate. So much lack, distrust, greed and jealousy. So much darkness that it’s difficult to see the light. It’s no wonder so many of us are afraid.  Hiding. Hunkering down waiting for the storm. The avalanche. The end of the world to come.
Reading this quotation today led me to this wonderful and empowering Tiny Buddha site. And I am so grateful for allowing myself to be led. For feeling the sunshine in the words of the quote and following them like the Yellow Brick Road.
Allowing my inner voice to be my guide. Showing my spirit the way out of the storm. Into the light. Allowing me to feel lighter. My load to lessen. My burdens to become not only tolerable but no longer viewed as burdens; but, rather opportunities for me to explore. To grow.
Forcing me to accept when we spend our whole lives waiting for the storm, we lose out on the perfect and beautiful sunshine right before our eyes. When we are so afraid of being destroyed, we forget to live. We forget to harness the joy that is constantly available for us. To us.
Instead we shut down the blinds. Hastily. Afraid to look outside.  Because we’re terrified that sun is not meant for us. Believing we don’t deserve its light. Convincing ourselves at any moment the storm is going to arrive. Snatching the sun from those of us that are less deserving. Those of who trying to claim what isn't ours.
Fear threatening to take us down. Keep us in that place of darkness. Of lack. Trembling with the thought that we may be discovered for who we aren't rather than embracing who we are. Trepidation forcing us to close our eyes to all that we are and can be. Shrouding us in doubt.
I know this story all too well. Because it is my story. Whenever I feel like everything is going too well, I stop. And wait. Wait for the storm to come. Inviting it into my life. Begging for it to come so I can stop being labelled the lucky one.
So I can show people that I am not lucky. I am just as unlucky as they when the storm comes. Sabotaging my own well being  My own chance of abundance. My own chance to grow. Sacrificing myself to make others feel more worthy. Lessening myself so I will not be vilified.
But when I read the quote about waiting for storms, something happened to me. Something forced me out of the darkness and allowed me to not only open my eyes to the outdoors. That place outside the confines of my walls. But to see just how much the day had changed from the perception of the day I had in my mind.
I was surprised by how bright the sun had become. Surprised by how crystal clear everything was outside. How the day had moved from one that was overcast, full of gloom and rain to one that is full of sunshine and light.
And I realized right before my eyes the Universe was sending me a message – a message that even when the storm is predicted to come, it may not come but if we are so bogged down waiting for the storm, we may not notice the storm changed its mind and instead decided to pass us by. Leaving space for the sunshine - the light to enter our lives.
Allowing our hearts to open. Giving us the opportunity to breathe. To see and feel its warmth. To understand waiting for the storm blinds us from the light, the opportunities right before our eyes, the abundance so readily available to us. The joy unbounded.
Feeling a sense of freshness following through my being as I embraced the knowledge that the only storm I can control is the one that rages inside of me. Not the storm sent from Mother Nature. Laughing lightly as I decided to fling open the windows and allow the sunshine in.
Declaring positively to myself, I am no longer interested in wasting precious time waiting for something I can’t control. The storm that may never come. And neither can I live my life afraid of how others may perceive me. No longer lessening myself to be accepted by those who choose lack over abundance. No I am embracing that light and enjoying every bit of that sunshine because I finally know I deserve it. Particularly knowing the storm may never come.

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The magic of a Monday morning hug

Monday Morning was one of those days heaven sent from above except I was not with my family but trying to make the best out of where I was, I woke up with the mantra for the Universe to use me as it saw fit. To allow my love and light to radiate out to others. To feel the abundance of the Universe.
I woke up in one of the best hotels I have stayed in from a décor standpoint, Nine Zero, A Kimpton Hotel in Boston. Met my colleagues downstairs so we could walk to the office together and encountered  a man standing on the corner giving free Monday morning hugs. I watched people making wide arcs away from him. Almost as if he was toxic. Repelled by him. Like they were terrified of him. I watched his posture start to change. His shoulders starting to droop. And at first I thought it was because he was trying to sell something but when we got closer he said he was giving free hugs for Monday.
The sun was shining, The sky was cloudless. The air chilly but fresh. And I was in a new location  walking with two of my male colleagues so I felt infused with confidence to accept a hug from the man on the corner. At first I walked past him then I decided to turn back to hug him. When I did I could feel his joy coursing through us both. His gratitude for me taking him up on his desire to be a positive change agent. I said to him, "It's all about spreading the joy."
He was so excited when I said this that he stammered a bit before agreeing with me. I walked on from the man realising just as much as he had brought me joy by hugging me, I had brought myself joy by hugging him. Affirming when we operate from a place of love, abundance and gratitude we always attract it as well as radiate it out to others. Also affirming there is a conscious shift in energy occurring because there was no way that I would have ever thought there would be a man on a Monday morning giving free hugs in a big city like Boston.
I walked away from that man with the biggest smile on my face with two stunned colleagues looking at me like I had two heads. But it really didn't matter because I was full of inspiration, joy and peace.
I inhaled the fresh morning air, looked up at the cloudless blue sky and silently thanked the Universe for living in the present moment and allowing the magic of synchrodestiny to guide me to hug that man.

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A wonderful shift in consciousness is occurring

There is a shift in consciousness throughout our Universe occurring right now. A shift in many of us wanting to understand the more. To be more cooperative with each other rather than combative. To replace competition with sharing. To shake the feeling of lack and embrace abundance.
There are more teachers and bringers of the light emerging. People who want to share and spread love and light to all those willing to listen. Oprah is once again one of the pioneers in this shift by putting herself out there at the expense of her own reputation for the non-believers.  Allowing herself  to be targeted by those who do not believe in the light nor the shift in consciousness.  Because she believes so much in the light and the need to bring positive affirmations into the world, she is still forging ahead.
Oprah is willing to be used by the force that we know but don't understand to help channel this shift in consciousness  Her OWN network is perhaps before its time but is opening doors for people who may not have understood what spirit is and what it means for us all.
She is providing a platform for like minded people from around the world to connect. To know we are not alone in our thinking that the world is going through a shift in conciousness  Super Soul Sunday is one of the best shows on television now because it is all about empowerment. About understanding we are miracles just by virtue of us being here
Each time I have the opportunity to watch Super Soul Sunday I come away filled with such hope, faith and inspiration. My soul feels full and my mindset shifts to embracing the miracle that I am. Furthering my desire to be a part of the shift in consciousness by making myself a better person. By allowing my light to shine on everyone I encounter even when they don't want to embrace me.
Movies like The Life of Pi would not have had an audience before yet the movie theatre was packed with people. Silence throughout the movie's duration as people watched their own emotions unfolding through the eyes of a young man trying to survive under the worst of conditions.
Deepak Chopra introducing his free 21 day meditation challenge is another brilliant medium to empower those of us seeking the light. Collective meditation is a powerful way to shift global consciousness because it allows people from different walks of life to share their consciousness in  a positive way. And I know when I finish my meditation I feel total bliss and possibility.
Blogs and websites are emerging confirming people's quest for more. Searching for the light. I am so proud to be a part of this movement. Of embracing the light. Of believing. Of having faith, trust, compassion and love. Of knowing I was born of love so I am love and that is my natural state of being no matter how dark it may get around me.
And what I am finding is the more I open myself to the possibility of the Universe, the more I offer to be used by the Universe to help spread the light, the more I am attracting into my life. There is definitely a shift in consciousness occurring right now and I love every single moment of it even when I am facing my own demons because I know I am growing. Here's to spreading love and light and peace. Namaste.
@Oprah Winfrey
@Deepak Chopra
@The Life of Pi
@21 meditation day challenge
@SuperSoulSunday

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@The Life of Pi

My husband, son and I went to see the movie,The Life of Pi, together. And what a treat it turned out to be for us. Each one of us taking something from the story. The Life of Pi is a fascinating allegory of what our true and basic nature is when we are confronted with self, death and the void. Who do we become and to what extremes will we go to preserve ourselves?
It was a very long movie but at no point did I believe the story was dragging. I wanted to feel every emotion the main character  Pi, felt when he was forced to confront his greatest enemy, himself, after surviving a horrific shipwreck only to be left marooned at sea for 227 days before he washed ashore in a place very distant from his homeland of India.
Our conversation began when I asked which story Pi told about his journey do you believe? To which my husband replied, "There is only but one story, the true story." Causing me to pause and think is that answer really true. Is there only one story or are there many interpretations of a story based on our beliefs and desires? And my thoughts were confirmed because each of us had a different take on the movie.
My thirteen year old son preferred the story of the animals and Pi. Preferring to believe in the fantastical journey Pi preferred to use as his truth to help him to understand and accept who and what he became in the face of the devastation and destruction. Agreeing he preferred the fantastical journey of Pi because he found it difficult to accept we could be so animalistic.
My husband expounding on the fact that we must always explore and come to our own beliefs about religion, life and thoughts rather being indoctrinated into something we do not understand. Explaining that Pi was actually the lion in the movie who had to become the wild animal he did not believe existed. The wild animal his father had shown him existed when they still had the zoo in India by throwing a wild goat into the lion's den. Despite his father's lesson, Pi still felt we all have a soul where we connect and cannot destroy each other for the sake of destroying each other. Once he was lost at sea, he had to confront the fact that when we are faced with a choice of survival or death, our true nature emerges - much more basic when we have no more layers to hide behind.
I took from the movie that life is about letting go. Surrendering to all that is and all that we will never understand. Having faith that we are where we are meant to be and the hope that if we are our true selves we will always be found and rewarded. Life is about saying goodbye - bringing closure to what was and when we don't we often feel like something is missing from our lives. My pain parallelling Pi's for the loss of his beloved mother. The one person he could not save. Could not rescue from death. And he did not have the opportunity to tell her goodbye. To tell his family goodbye. To tell them sorry for the choices he made.
I understood that pain and felt it deep within my soul. Awakening the fear and guilt I harboured inside me from the death of my mother. For not treating her well in her last hours on Earth. For not having the chance to say goodbye. For turning my back on her on the day of her death because I took her presence for granted. Never believed I would ever lose her because that was not what I had envisioned for myself.
Pi taught me that when we let go, release the demons that threaten to pull us down into the deepest darkest pits of our own void, that's when we are given the wings to fly. To begin anew. To grow. Letting go means having faith there is more than us as individuals out there. There is a greater force that keeps us all together. Provides for us all. And steers us where we need to go for the greatest lessons we will ever learn. The gifts and power of compassion, forgiveness and surrender in allowing us to understand so much more about who we are and what we are here to do. To embrace the miracle of our existence in a field interconnected in  more ways than we will ever know.
The Life of Pi is wonderful imagery of all the demons we face in an exaggerated way so that we can learn that life is all about faith, hope, trust and the belief that we are one no matter where we come from. Energy within energy. An allegory that challenges us to decide which story we believe. To question is there but one truth or are there many truths depending on where we are in our lives. The answer for each of us to decide.

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You are what you believe

Yesterday my nephew posted he had done something and it came back to him in a positive way. Reached out to someone who he thought was beyond his reach and that person asked him for more information. Sending him into a state of glory. And joy.

His sister has been reaching out to different people because she is trying to find solutions to her present situation. Doors are opening that may not have if she did not believe she is worthy. And I know she will continue until she finds what she is looking for. Adjusting her paths accordingly.

His brother is living in another country. Finding his feet. Discovering who he is. Taking advantage of the opportunities he may not have if he remained where he was before. Willing to let go of what was comfortable to find what will be comfortable to him as he grows and changes.

I decided to centre my blog on this wonderful progressive family because they remind me of the expression, “you are what you believe”. Your dreams only come true when you believe you are worthy of them. When you don’t stop at the first no but keep going until someone or something says yes because there is always someone who will agree with us. We just have to find them. Convince them by having passion about who we are and what we are trying to achieve.

Where did my nephews and niece get the confidence to go for it from? I believe it stems from their parents. Their mother recognized that living in Bermuda would not allow her children the education and opportunities she knew they were capable of achieving so she packed her family up and moved without a plan. Without thinking about the ramifications. She just knew she had to go if her children were going to flourish.

And while she was getting them together she took the opportunity to better her education as well. Now she is a fully educated woman giving back to her community. And her children saw her do this. Saw her give up to get. To let go and trust. Have faith and life has worked out for them and continues to work out because they have seen and lived, “you are what you believe”. They have experienced being taken out of their comfort zones and have survived and thrived. Redefining a new comfort zone for themselves.

My brother leaving his family for months at a time to help to support them so they could continue to pursue their dreams.  All of them having the patience to weather many storms.

Their children have learned they have to keep going for it until something opens because they believe they are worthy of what the world has to offer them. They are what they believe. They know when one door closes another will open for them. They have lived it and continue to live it.

I woke up with them on my mind this morning. Feeling such pride about how well my brother and his family are doing. How they continue to reach for the stars and beyond because they have faith and they trust and they believe they are worthy. May this be a lesson to us all. And may they continue to keep believing and trusting even on those darkest days. And may I continue to learn from them.

Nothing is impossible unless we believe so. Here's to feeling worthy and reaching for the stars and beyond. Happy Saturday everyone.

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Writing authenticated comes from my inner voice

I used to contemplate, adjust and correct before I released my blog. Before I wrote my blog. I used to think everything had to be perfect. To wait for the profound to hit me. To judge and be afraid of putting myself out there. Frustrating myself. Waiting for that stroke of genius to hit me. Waiting for the perfect words, moments and time.

But now I know the first thought that sends tingles through my body is what I need to write about knowing that’s my inner voice directing me, asking me to explore. And what I have learned from this process is the power of following my inner voice, my inner compass, my inner divine. When I follow it from a writing perspective before I know it I have created a blog within seconds. No contemplating. No second guessing. No fear just going for it.

And when I step back from that piece of writing I am often amazed at what I have produced because it feels like I am reading it for the first time. Seeing the words and thoughts I formed from a different perspective. My words on paper seeming like they have sprung from a well of knowledge only accessible when I let go. Filling me with pride and abandon.

And when I reflect back on life, I understand that like my writing, I have to learn to trust and listen to my inner voice.  To those sensations that spring from that well of abundance deep within me because it always operates from a place of more rather than lack.

It’s better to journey than to stop. To fail than to not begin at all. To go for it rather than being afraid of being judged. Life is all about the choices we make, the steps we take, the triumphs and failures, the good and the bad. It is all about lessons learned and friends made. Accomplishments and disappointments. But most of all it is about living. Living our passions in whatever way we can.

It is not about waiting for the perfect moment or the perfect time because there is no such thing as perfect. It is all about trusting, faith and the courage to embrace the miracle that we are. My writing has taught me that and has opened me up to the more that I am. And for my gift and passion for writing I am truly grateful.  Namaste.

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