I was at a friend’s cluttered apartment and he was saying how much he wanted to have a live-in girlfriend. And I was like, “Dude, where would she put her stuff?” He got his tidy on to make space for the live-in love he was waiting to find. That’s active waiting — happily preparing for what you trust is on its way to you.
September is about rising into The New. It’s my favourite time to refresh and set goals + intentions. And that requires some ritual. Rituals to anchor and nourish your intentions.
A healer gave me this medicine when I was crawling back to health: You’ll forget it was this bad. I had to stretch to believe her, but I imagined the future that I most deeply and wildly desired. I dared myself to go beyond the baseline of “well” and “recovered” and into the quantum field of truly better than ever.
Can you love the problems inherent in your industry? The challenges that come with the goals you've set? The hoops you have to jump through to get what you want the most?
Show me how to love the ones that are like, really hard to love. The misogynists and boundary bullies, the fake leaders and land-rapers. Actually, for the sake of efficiency, just show me how to love the most greedy. That should cover it. (But while we’re at it, help me out with the Mean Girls, ‘cause like, whoa.)
Self acceptance (it’s a journey), getting through your personal hell, and when it’s time to give UP… My August Digest is here!
What becomes possible when you say No? What would open up? Shift. Lighten. Crumble. Dissolve. Melt.
Every “image” I had of my “ideal” life has been interrupted, derailed, splattered on the road to this sometimes way too fucking complicated, patience-of-Job, deeply deep and BEAUTIFUL life that I find myself in. CORRECTION: I didn’t “find” myself here. I made choices to be here –– right where I am. One choice at a time. Every time you choose to go for a “feeling” instead of an “image”, you’re making a courageous choice.
Of course there are times — perhaps entire years, when we are bone-baked exhausted. But being fed up is not the same as being fatigued. In the seasons when we are vivacious and brimming with life, we can’t let ourselves slip into the reflex of heaviness.
It only gets more painful. But it’s good news. I thought that the ability to feel more deeply would give me access to solace, that special area reserved for The Feelers. But as it turns out, I just get more adept at crying and then carrying on.
Faith is the “work” in “Light work”. It scrubs and rinses and steadily erases doubt. Faith stays on doubt's ass: I see you. I dissolve you. I replace you with Faith. And then doubt will pop up again. And Faith is right there: Yep, I heard you. I choose faith. Yep, I know the odds, I choose Faith. And because Faith knows the natural order of things, she says to doubt: You'll probably be back later this week. And you might even distract me. But I’ll still choose Faith. No anger, just clarity. No complaints, just pure, fiery resolve.
Listen. It’s time. This is it. 2017. New. Year. Now. I for one am going deeper and higher. I’m reaching inward for my strength, facing my Soul, and I’m going to pour my devotion to the Light all over every word I speak, and every human I encounter and adore and hold, and every cause I’m working for.
For the first time ever on my site, I’m bringing you a guest feature. Because these times call for collaboration. And radical wisdom. So here it is: Guru Singh is a luminous and direct Truth teller. It’s an immense honour to share his insights—and prayerful plea. Please listen in.
A note on CREATIVE FLOW.... I'm "working" today. Wasn't planning on it. It's a sunny, gorgeous Vancouver Sunday. But since my kid is running around the block with his neighbour buddies, I'm using this time to write, respond, vision.