Mar 6 2009

Do you experience difficulty making lasting changes despite your commitment to awakening to your authentic self?

Of course you do, especially if you’re trying to do it on your own, because changing is difficult.  It doesn’t matter what approach you take, or which spiritual path you are traveling down, they all present challenges.  Making changes in our lives require us to be strong and vulnerable, to have the courage to open up those parts of ourselves we’d rather not look at, all the while having total faith in the unknowable, unseen thing we’re moving towards.   It requires that we trust when trust has often been violated or broken.   It means letting go of parts of ourselves we’ve come to rely upon, even when those parts of ourselves are guarded and are no longer serving our highest good. 

Taking these emotional risks can be especially hard when you don’t have a roadmap.  You move through your days habitually, recreating your pain filled past which often leads you astray and keep you in separation.  

Here is a simple, yet profound illustration of the process we go through when attempting to make changes in our lives:

AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS

by Portia Nelson

I.  I walk down the street. 
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 
I fall in. 
I am lost … I am helpless. 
It isn’t my fault. 
It takes me forever to find a way out.

II.  I walk down the same street. 
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 
I pretend I don’t see it. 
I fall in again. 
I can’t believe I am in the same place but, it isn’t my fault. 
It still takes a long time to get out.

III.  I walk down the same street. 
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 
I see it is there. 
I still fall in … it’s a habit. 
My eyes are open. 
I know where I am. 
It is my fault. 
I get out immediately.

IV.  I walk down the same street. 
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 
I walk around it.

V.  I walk down another street.


So, what do you do when you realize you’ve taken a wrong turn and have fallen down a deep hole?

We often make our choices unconsciously, based on learned patterns or out dated models that we’ve inherited from our families, our life experiences, and the social mores of our times.  So, most of us stay stuck, feel helpless and turn towards a distraction or addictions of some sort to soothe our discomfort.  Eventually however, we want to get out.  How can we do this?  The first step in getting out of our holes is to stop, even if feels dark and scary, and acknowledge that we are actually stuck. 

Now that you’ve begun to accept you’re stuck and start to identify the story that got you there, its almost certain that the beliefs and voices you hear will be more distracting than ever, and will lead you, despite your best intentions, right back down that street and into the same hole.  What do you do now?

At this point in your healing process, we start getting familiar with the deeper layers of the story, and begin discerning between the voices of the darkness (negative voices that lead you astray and generally make you feel bad), your ‘ego’ self (the desires of your self and personality), and The Divine (the sacred inner knowing that always speaks of goodness and love).  Once you become familiar with each of these voices and how they impact your life, you can begin bringing more awareness into your choices.  You will still be moving from habit and an unconscious investment in the story, and will certainly fall into the hole again, yet you will, with some effort, be able to get out. 

You are still walking down the same street, and even though you recognize the hole, and want with everything inside you to avoid falling in the hole, it is likely you will again, fall.  Luckily, you’ve gotten some perspective and will get out more easily.

Chances are, even though you’ve identified the story and the voices that lead you astray, you are still, out of habit, going to take a wrong turn, and end up going into the hole again.  However, you have gained some momentum, put some distance between you and your old habits, and are replacing the old story with Divine Love and a renewed sense of self. 

You’re still on the same street, but now you go around the hole. 

Once you have worked for a period of time with the story and learned to turn away from voices of darkness and your ego self, you will be able to hear the voice of The Divine more clearly.  The Divine qualities (peace, love, mercy, strength, etc.) will begin to fill in the hole and will give you enough inner strength to not only leave the hole you have been falling in, but will help you to sincerely heal and leave the story behind. 

With a deeper connection to your Inner Truth and a deeper sense of Divine Trust and Love, you will naturally choose a different street!

Once you reach this state and have a deeper connection with the Divine realities you are naturally inclined to make better choices for yourself.  You will find its safer to open your heart to love, easier to live in alignment with your goals and passions, and will discover that your days are filled with a greater sense of peace and contentment as you learn to live with the Love flowing more easily through you. 

Are you ready to find and implement tools that immediately open the doors to more self and Divine Love, and make lasting change? 

If so, take my hand and let me help you create a new roadmap.  Through the practice of Remembrance and working with the 99 Divine Qualities, which bring us into conscious connection with the Divine, identifying the different voices and turning away from the story that leads you down those dark holes, you will experience more peace, love, mercy, justice, and freedom in your every day life.

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Mar 3 2009

When down and out, turns up

I’m always amazed by what life makes (especially when we have no idea what is actually happening behind the scenes) and how those minor and major upsets, often turn out to be huge blessings, bringing more to us than we could have ever imagined.

So, lets go back several months when (I THOUGHT) I was down on my luck:  I was almost 8 months pregnant when our cottage was flooded and the landlords followed up the event with an email suggesting my beloved and I find a new place to live.  We were devastated.  We were, for lack of a better description, SHOCKED, scared, and suddenly, homeless.  Our first stroke of luck came when we were able, last minute, to get into a sublet — but that was temporary and left us scrambling as we searched high and low to find a new place to live.  We were in the SF Bay, living on one income and found we could no longer afford to live there.  

As we weighed the odds and pondered our future, we discussed the possibility of returning to Portland where Sa’id had been born, we both had family and friends, and I had lived on and off throughout my twenties.  While it was not ideal for me (I was deeply vested in my life in the bay), I was aware that there was not a door opening for us there and it might be time to look at other options.  After countless sleepless nights and a baby that could come any day, we decided to go to Portland.  Grieving the loss of my home, my friends and clients, and the california sunshine, we put our things in a pod and headed north.

We arrived with a plan to stay, temporarily, with my friend Polly while we got our bearings, found a place to live, and had a chance to settled in.  We thought it would be weeks.  It turned out to be months.  And while there were certain difficulties we faced not having our own space, being at Polly’s was another blessing among many that made our transition doable and relatively stress free (though i will say moving to another city and leaving behind a life you’re deeply connected to during your 8 month in pregnancy is in no way, stress-free!)  

Sa’id struggled to find work and I grew increasingly scared, and more and more uncomfortable as i neared the end of my pregnancy.  Looking back, with the perspective I now have, i know it was a time of turning things over to God in a deeper way than I had previously been able to do.  It was a time to deepen my faith and have trust that there is a beneficent being out there, that loves me completely and meets my every need.  In allowing Him to be the One in charge takes so much worry out of my days.  My heart has been cleaned and I walk now, in closer proximity to The One I call God. When I felt helpless, He brought help, when fearful He soothed my mind, and when confused about why I was spending my nights away from ‘Paradise’ (my old haunts) with no place of my own to nest in and worried about why nothing had yet to open for us, He encouraged patience within me.  Turns out He was, as always, right! 

During our stay, Polly and I rekindled our friendship, got to know each others beloved’s, and my husband and I were granted the holy offering of giving birth in their home since we had not yet found a place of our own (which was an incredible experience I will write more about later).  

Looking back on those stressful months, I barely recognize them as mine.  Here I am, seven months later, feeling more blessed than I could have ever imagined.  We have finally landed in our own place–a beautiful new condo in the heart of Irvington neighborhood here in Portland, a stones throw away from everything we could possibly ever need.  I have a great job which allows me ample time with Sa’id and the little guy, and Sa’id has started school for music production, a life long dream of his (and much to his surprise, he’s finding he’s very good, though I never doubted his talents for a second!), and together, our relationship is thriving.  

I never could have imagined what I had to gain in letting go of a life that no longer suited me and my best interest (at least for now — I do hope to one day return to the California sun!).  I thank you God, and each and every person that has pitched in, sent prayers and have befriended us in our transition.  We could not have done it without the help of so many.


Mar 3 2009

There is an ache in my chest

This ache sits right in the center of my chest.  It’s tighter on the left than it is on the right and its turning in on itself, hiding, not wanting to be seen.  With this ache comes fear and inability to let you in, but also, to let me out.  And so I sit, feeling small, lost, not knowing which way to go.  Turning left then right, shall i go this way or that?  I get all turned up inside of myself, my words get lost, and I let go (but not in a surrendering to God and all thats Great letting go) –  I simply give up.  While I’m in this mode, I sit, slightly disconnected from my life, watching days turn into weeks and weeks into months (and time goes so fast)  – but is THIS REALLY HOW I WANT TO BE?  

No, its not how I want to be, not from the smallness inside, nor from the larger part of me that I am only sometimes aware.  The larger part longs for, and nudges me ever so patiently, towards transparency and vulnerability, waiting for a willingness to be nude (for the whole world to see).  It encourages being alive, awake – When dear one will you finally be ready to be free?  

What will it take I wonder, to finally live in the certainty, to remember to Remember more than I slip, or fall face first, into forgetfulness?  In answer to this question, I am only half hearing, but hearing none the less, the commentator of the music station I’m listening to talk about a book she recently picked up at the airport.  What makes us extraordinary? … Focus, determination and hard work…

And so it seems, the answer comes:  Stay focused, work hard and be determined to break free of this ache, this inertia, this numbness.   Allow it to buzz you into discomfort, long enough for it to break. “Open yourself up to the love that has been knocking at your door,” I hear.

“See what needs doing and do it,” more background noise…I read a note from a beloved encouraging me to keep writing. Get an email from another saying the same.  Just for tonight, I will trust these messages, and I will, despite the ache in my chest, open myself up.  I will keep writing and I will let your love in.  I will choose joy and laughter, light and love.

And with this new found trust in you, and myself, perhaps I will move closer to living in the awareness of the Larger me that isnt afraid or feeling small, ever.