God bless you, dear Baba

The phone call with the news of my fathers death came early in the morning. My mother’s breathless voice said, ‘he’s no more, he’s gone’. I had only arrived back in home in the U.K. the previous evening after being called to visit the hospital in India, where he had been admitted after another stroke. Even if I had taken the next flight straight back, it would have taken me 2 days to reach, a long time in a country where bodies are cremated within hours of death. Plus, I was 4 months pregnant, with an 18 month old baby to care for, and I was already exhausted. I made the hard decision not to go.
I missed the moving tribute that my brother made to the man we called Baba, an intelligent human with great potential whose life had been a rollercoaster going mostly downhill for the last 25 years. Bipolar disorder had turned the dependable, softly spoken head of our family into someone frightening and unreasonable with unpredictable mood swings. There were manic episodes when he was highly impatient, irritable and barely slept, going for a morning walk at 3 am; and depressive lows when he sat unmoving and lifeless on the sofa all day, smoking and staring into the floor. In those days, medical treatment was hinged on the belief that faulty genes were responsible for bad health. Stigma and despair came with the diagnosis handed out by the white coated professionals, along with the warning that the faulty genes can be passed on hereditarily.
I wasn’t overcome with sadness or overwhelmed with tears at the news of my fathers death. I felt relief that he would finally have some peace, that all of us could breathe now. There was resentment at the way life had failed him. I wanted to be left alone with my own experience, away from the projections of how I must be feeling. Grief doesn’t look a particular way, all kinds of emotions can arise with the loss of someone close to you, and there’s no fixed timeline to it either. There’s peace and healing in my heart today as I offer a lamp and flowers to my fathers memory, it’s been 14 years.
If you also grew up in the shadow of the ‘faulty genes’ belief system or are still carrying a legacy of the hereditarily passed on mental disease idea, you don’t need to. Epigenetics, the biggest growing field of research in medical science today, clearly says that we are not just at the mercy of genes. Our deepest beliefs shape the outcome of our lives, and while this doesn’t mean that we won’t ever get ill as long as we think positive thoughts, it shows us that we are way more powerful than we realise.
Learning to meet all your feelings and cultivate a space of non-judgemental, loving awareness to integrate the frozen, neglected and abandoned parts of yourself is the path that I recommend and teach. It’s a practice that has supported me into the sense of wholeness, peace and joy that I always dreamt of.

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Support - needy and repulsive or empowering and natural?

BRILLIANT, INDEPENDENT AND CAPABLE WOMEN CAN FEEL DEEPLY INADEQUATE AND DOUBT THEIR SELF WORTH WHEN THEY MOST NEED TO RECEIVE SUPPORT.
In our culture, needing support is often seen as a sign of weakness. Stretching ourselves thin, depleting our resources until we’re running on empty and burning out are the gold standards that makes us feel like we’re pulling our weight in this system.
In times of change, transition and breakdown, we can start spiralling into alienation, shame and even despair. We’re determined to push through and prove that we’re ok, that feels normal. Fighting this battle single-handedly might feel heroic but ultimately reinforces the false belief that the world is a cold, uncaring place that only wants to suck you dry.
What if we could be in the flow of true abundance, giving and receiving freely? Women (and men) feel guilty and fear rejection from others for being selfish and taking what they need to feel relaxed, rested and healthy. They suffer in silence instead, only to end up feeling angry and resentful later.
Running on empty, pressuring yourself to be selfless and sacrifice your needs is a sugar coated pill - sweet at first but leaves a lingering bitter taste in your mouth.
Learning to accept and generate support is a forgotten skill. We can replace the struggle with self care, the isolation with connection and the overwhelm with peace.
What’s your response to needing support?
Does it feel needy and repulsive or empowering and natural?

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On the loss of friendships

A storm brews in the calm waters of a steady friendship, 
the safety of our inner world is rocked by waves. 
Once the source of steady and sweet togetherness, 
the space with the other is now murky and turbulent.
An old voice stirs from the depths, telling you why it was never safe to trust your heart with another.
The soft animal of the body* seeks refuge inside a protective shell.
It may be tempting to look for clues, red flags and even learn lessons in the attempt to take control of the vulnerability, 
to disguise it and swiftly move past. 
Edit. Pass judgement. Assign responsibility and reset boundaries.
The invitation from LIFE is to tend to sorrow first. 
The deeper wisdom can reveal itself to you through the river of healing and compassion, 
further downstream.
Make friends with your feelings now, 
the meanings, reasons and next steps will naturally unfold later, 
from the heart of wholeness. 

They will taste of undivided peace and bear the fragrance of real freedom.
What LIFE takes with one hand, she gives back with both, when She reappears from the formless void.
Will we make friends with LIFE knowing how fickle she is?
And even when she knocks at our door wearing the cloak of uninvited change? 
The door to this friendship is wide open when loss brings our knees down to the floor.
The arms of the Great Mother smell of tears mixed with dirt.
First things first, my love.
The rest takes care of itself, when you take care of your heart.

  • ‘the soft animal of the body’ is an expression from the poet Mary Oliver.

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Is it ok to want what you really want?

PERSONAL DESIRES IN A TIME OF CRISIS
Have you been wondering if it’s ok for you to ‘want what you really want’ when there is so much upheaval in the world? Or maybe, you’ve been parking your desires for later because how could it be right to go on with your own business when others are suffering so much, right? 
Have you noticed how that strategy plays out in the long run? 
The truth is that when we get into a pattern of shutting down our real desires, it feels good at first. But the instant kick we get out of being ‘good’, doing the ‘right’ thing and being ‘unselfish’ leaves a bitter aftertaste. Because our true Self is being suppressed, we’ll eventually be run over by resentful feelings, irrationally explosions at others and the need to compulsively numb ourselves with too much shopping, alcohol, social media, exercise or even work. Our ‘selfless’ actions are driven by fear and charged with hidden expectations. And that, my dear friends, kills the experience of love, freedom and joy that we are so longing to have. 
Putting my desires on hold and feeling good about being selfless is the exact recipe that led me to having everything that I could possibly want but feeling like I’m living someone else’s life. I had so much to be grateful for but it felt like a golden cage and all I could think of was wanting to escape. It also meant that I never had to challenge my fears or stretch out of my comfort zone. I preferred to deflect attention away from me because deep down I was afraid that I had nothing of value to contribute and that this awful truth about me would be found out. The hidden cost of this dawned on me after years of focusing on the needs of others. I no longer knew who I was or what I wanted with any real conviction and my self esteem was on the floor. 
The path to real self esteem is through the courage to own our true desires. They are the seeds of our potential for fulfilment. We need to get out of our own way and say yes to the impulse of life. 
The incredible thing about this is that self esteem is natural, it’s what we are born with, it’s who we already are under the layers of social conditioning. The whole journey from start to finish is a process of remembering, coming home and peeling off layers of everything that is unnatural, tight and sticky. 
Dear one, you don’t need me to remind you that loving people don’t start wars. Taking care of ourselves and tending to our joy is an act of love. We aren’t all meant to be jumping into big actions to prove that we care and we don’t need to make ourselves feel bad because we aren’t called to do that either. Maybe the part you need to play to support the flow of kindness in the world today is to allow someone else to fill your empty cup. Or take loving care of yourself. It’s ok to tend to your own life first. If you’re genuinely called to help others, please do so. That’s also a beautiful thing. Feeling pressured to respond in an inauthentic way, even if it’s to help others, is not compassionate to yourself so how could it be to them? It’s ok to allow yourself to want what you want and not want what you don’t. The invitation is to enter into the radical trust that your authenticity, and the natural joy that comes with it, also heals the world. Your guilty sacrifice is a pattern of behaviour adopted by your younger self to avoid unwanted reactions from others and you are free to gently start releasing it if the time is ripe for you to do so now. We can’t create the loving world we want for our loved ones by leaving ourselves out of it. Change starts from within and the impact ripples outwards. There is nothing wrong about who you really are underneath your layers of fear, guilt and shame. Your true desires have always been valid. They are the impulse of LIFE itself wanting to create through you.
How do you connect with your real self?
What are your favourite, go-to ways to get connected with your natural joy in the chaos of the world? Being with nature always helps me to come home to myself. It’s slightly different from being in nature, it involves really getting present there in the moment and starts to get me out of the noise and busyness in my head and breathe with the rhythm of nature again. As I bring my attention to the textures and see the colours and let the calls of the birds touch me, it drops me into the still centre of peace under the noise and I get connected with the presence that I am again. 

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Brilliant and Imperfect

IMPERFECT AND BRILLIANT
BRILLIANT AND IMPERFECT
AT THE SAME TIME
TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN
THEY GO HAND IN HAND
ONE DOESN’T EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER
Trying to become mistake proof before we can show our brilliance is waiting for the perfection that really doesn’t exist. All the mistakes we made, yes even the really mad, bad and crap ones added to our wisdom. They are not signs of our inadequacy or unworthiness. Isn’t it time we stopped being so hard on mistakes and recognise the brilliance behind them?
Let’s claim our brilliance and embrace the imperfections. We are all brilliant and imperfect works in progress on a lifelong journey of learning and evolution. You can be brilliant and imperfect at the same time.

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Chameleon or Peacock

The fear of being wrong can literally stunt our growth by keeping us hidden in the shadow of others. Becoming invisible and blending into the environment, like a chameleon, brings a sense of control around the possibility of being ridiculed, laughed at or punished by the others in our circle. Blending into the environment and changing our natural colours is a great defence mechanism for someone in real danger.
HOWEVER ….
when it becomes a default pattern of behaviour that’s no longer needed for survival, it’s a big block to experiencing the incredible aliveness and joy of expressing our wild and natural self. The energetic wall that we build around ourselves to avoid being hurt by rejection, also stops us from making the heart centred fulfilling connections that we deeply desire.
When we take the risk to express our most authentic self, some people may laugh at us, point the finger of ridicule or even shame. Others will be drawn to us because of who we really are. If we stop being our fullest expression because of the fear of another persons reaction, it will feel like you’re living someone else’s life even if you have everything. On the other hand if we take the risk to be who we really are, life will become a reflection of the same authenticity in all of its vibrant colours.

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The Wordless Space

The wordless space before thought, is sweet and full. Bathing in nature’s morning birdsong is my ticket to that place. Meditation happens when you drop into nature, or perhaps it’s nature dropping into you. The boundaries blur and we are one again. When the noise in my head is no longer louder than the calls of the birds, a vibrance starts to flower and the surroundings start to come alive. Unlike human thought, which is mostly the voices of disharmony, nature is loudly proclaiming peace and joy through her brilliant bird musicians.

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Brilliance and mistakes at the Royal Albert Hall

 For my sons 13th birthday, we went to see a performance of ‘Luzia by Cirque di Soleil’ at the Royal Albert Hall with a group of his friends. 
What a  spectacular extravaganza it was, made up of all the elements of circus and showmanship, reimagined and executed to the highest level of artistry imaginable. Remarkably different from the Circus acts that we went to see as children in India, where the exploitation of the performers and inhumane treatment of animals was palpable and left me feeling deeply uncomfortable.
 This pageant included acrobatics, juggling, puppetry, light and water show, giant hoops, air trapeze work, contortionist, song, dance, humour and anything else you can think of, set to a Mexican theme. The adults and kids in our group alike came away wonder struck and delighted by the sheer brilliance of what we had just witnessed. 
 What was fascinating to me was that there were mistakes made on stage. Not just the odd one or two but a few of them. This was the Royal Albert Hall after all and the most highly skilled circus company on the planet. Initially this took me by surprise, but they just carried on without missing a beat. I was struck by the air of acceptance for these errors of judgement as a natural part of the brilliance being expressed there. 
 I was reminded of a story about a championship ice skater who went to a coach to improve his performance. The coach observed him for quite some time, the skater was very, very good, practically flawless. Finally the coach told him to fall over. This advice sounds ridiculous at first. But when the athlete had permission to fall, all the energy that was being used by his system to prevent him from falling over was available to be used in a different way. He evolved to a whole new level by having permission to make some mistakes. 
 In the midst of the glitz and glamour that day, I received an unspoken message :  Mistakes don’t take away from our brilliance, mistakes encourage it. 
 What’s your experience with brilliance and mistakes? 

Luzia by Cirque du Soleil at the Royal alert Hall in London, January 2022

The most direct route to fulfilment

‘Parking’ my desires, making the best out of what I have, settling for less than what lights me up - the path that felt right to my ‘good’ girl got me the perfect life on the outside and having it all according to cultural standards of success. On the inside I felt lost, flawed and broken but nobody knew. For the longest time, even I didn’t. Then came the realisation that this ‘perfect’ life was was not the one that I wanted to live any longer, along with bitter and ugly rage. Stressed out, overwhelmed and recovering from stage 3 ovarian cancer, I couldn’t work out how I got to this place and I just wanted to escape.
I was in a pattern of figuring things out on my own, maintaining the status quo and not really ‘going for it’ because I just didn’t have the time, energy or money for it. No, that would cause too much upheaval and disruption and I needed to think of the unnecessary inconvenience it would cause to others who depended on me to keep it together.
I didn’t allow myself to dream or vision. I denied myself the joy of getting involved in the adventures and projects that reflected my full Yes! to Life. …. because it would be too disruptive, cause too much mess and be asking for too much.
What I basically was saying to myself is that there isn’t enough time, energy and resources to include my most joyful participation in Life. Rather, I primarily exist to please, nurture and take care of the needs of others. And to tolerate, endure, make do and be grateful for whatever comes my way in return. This ‘model’ is not something that I consciously chose to practice. Walking down the path of being nice, pleasant and agreeable slowly but surely moulded me into this shape.
What if there was another way instead of curbing our desires to fit into the cultural model and feel ‘good’ about ourselves, and then ending up bitter and disillusioned because that’s the fruit of self denial? What if we could partner with an intelligent and life positive universe that wants to create fulfilment, depth and beauty through us instead of being limited by our past experiences of lack?
Suppressing our true desires only leads us into destructive rebellion and self-sabotage. It takes courage to believe that Life can be awesome, delicious and mind blowing. We are not doomed to live in stress, drudgery and exhaustion in order to be abundant and successful. Owning our authentic desires and taking responsibility for creating them is the most direct route to fulfilment.
If we’ve habitually been turning off our authentic Selves, following our ‘Yes’ and honouring our ‘No’ will feel unnatural and scary. The voices of fear, guilt and shame will step in to keep you ‘safe’ inside the box of the cultural program.
When we fully say Yes! To the Hero/ines’s journey of claiming our hearts desires in spite of the inner dragons, we won’t be walking alone because that is when we meet our mentors. They can guide us and hold the tender shoots of our emerging dreams with care. They can point to the pitfalls and traps because they have stood in your shoes before and found their way out into joy and purpose.
To find out how I can support you to clarify and nurture your hearts’ true desires, go to MonikaVijh.com
Introduction to the heroes’ journey by Josef Campbell : https://youtu.be/GNPcefZKmZ0

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Merry Christmas '21

ITACARE - Bahia, Brazil …. 5 years ago.
Surely one of the most glorious places on Earth with a moving abundance of natural beauty.
I nearly didn’t make the decision to go even though I was very drawn to the idea. I spent ages dithering and talking myself in and out of it. Weighing up the reasons why not to. It was a 5000 mile trip to drink Ayahuasca tea and sit in sacred ceremony at the Spirit Vine Retreat Centre and I was planning to make the trip on my own.
After several flight changes to get to Ilheus, a taxi driver with no English picked me up from the airport. The sun was just setting and it started to pour down with rain soon after. It seemed like we were driving forever in the middle of nowhere in pitch black darkness. If I hadn’t been so enthralled by the wonder of it all, I might have realised how open I was to potential danger and been scared.
When we finally arrived at our destination, halfway across the world, I stepped out of the car to be greeted by a friendly voice in a familiar accent. In a bizarre coincidence, it turned out to belong to an Indian guy who grew up only a few streets away from my childhood home in Bombay, India. So much for the fears about spreading my wings so far away from home on my own. The world is such a small place sometimes.
Never mind the geography, the place called home is already within each one of us, always available and waiting to be claimed.
Merry Christmas!

Christmas Day 2016 in Itacare, Bahia, Brazil

My date with TED

… is only a few days away now. I’ve been prepping with care and leaning into support from my mentors and partners in crime.
And I am nervous. The fear says - what if I freeze and embarrass myself again? Making people laugh is good but I’d rather not be the butt of the joke.
What I’m not doing :
A: Letting the fear sit in the drivers seat and chart the course of my actions
B. Disregarding the fear completely and pretending it’s not real
Instead, I’m listening closely and I’ve made a plan. Now, it’s time to test it out. If I notice the fear taking over, I’ll pause and breathe into my belly and hips on stage. I’ll acknowledge what I’m noticing and what I need to do. I might say something like : I’m noticing fear, my throat is feeling contracted so I’m going to pause and take a breath or two. The process of pausing, breathing and naming body sensations has the power to bring me back into presence. I’ll be able to find my way forward from there, one step at a time.
I’ve seen my mentors do this successfully. It deepens the quality of the interaction and creates even more connection.
Having this tool in my back pocket is reassuring for my younger self who has a story about freeze and being laughed at on stage.
Even as I hold my intention to connect and activate the audience, I must rest in the knowledge that whatever happens on Thursday, I can’t possibly fail to learn something new and grow.

Pic : Traditional Finnish fire pit

Activating the seed of brilliance

I’m captivated by her poetic voice. 
Her work was shared on someone’s page who had omitted to name the source. There was a whole raft of raving comments below assuming that the author of the post had penned the poem too. Some asked if that indeed was the case but there was no further clarification from the author. 
Then, I found the same poem with full credit on another page. It was the video version and the author of the post named and credited the poet as well as provided further information on how to access more of her work when it struck a chord in the comments. 
There’s a world of difference between the two and the stark contrast between the two experiences highlights the lesson. 
The first, a case of plagiarism, grey and murky, where we are tempted to pass off someone else’s work as our own without clearly identifying the source. 
The second celebrated her brilliance, loudly and clearly. 
Can you sense the difference energetically? It’s like night and day. Scarcity and competition v/s abundance and communion. 
We can start embracing the culture of an abundant universe in small actions. Or perpetuate the story of separation and lack . Making the effort to value and acknowledge another’s work comes from an ability to appreciate their creativity without feeling dimmed by their shine. 
It comes from knowing that you are not separate from the same brilliance that shines in what you see, that we live an expansive universe with enough space for all the stars to shine. It’s oneness in action. 
When we are threatened, intimidated or feel shrunken in the presence of someone else’s power, that seed of potential remains starved of the sunlight, water and nourishment that it needs to grow and blossom in its own time. It points to a rejected part, crying out for the light of healing and acceptance. 
What we see in others’ brilliance is a recognition of something that lies dormant within. In the energy of open admiration, that seed gets activated out of the void and is called into it’s own unique form. 
You can find lots of Becky Hemsley’s incredible poems, written and spoken, on her fb page. Enjoy 💕

Seeds of light

I threw my hat in to the ring again.
Entered the ring of fire. Said Yes to life.
It’s a TEDx talk organised by my kids’ school. They asked if the parents are interested and I hit reply without thinking too much about it. To be honest, it didn’t really twig properly what I’m signing up for until someone said ‘that’s really brave’. Then the school wrote back asking for more details.
You might think it’s fool hardy, putting my name forward to participate on a global platform that will be recorded and shared widely on social media, without having an actual talk. There may be better ways of doing it. And, I find that the energy shifts when you just say yes.
It’s as if the idea that wants to be born is like a seed of light, looking for the person who'd willing to be the mother and bring it into reality.
Before the seed of light can plant itself firmly and grow in the womb of the mother, the person who says yes, there’s a test. First, The voices of doubt, dissent and limitation kick up a little revolt, for they thrive on the comfortable and familiar. They do not like change nor do they care for the cycle of creation. Their agenda is to keep up the illusion of safety and cling to the known.
To become a mother is to let go of the maiden and enter into a fresh dance with life. She must pay attention to the longing within and not be distracted by the disparaging voices as they demand ‘Who are YOU to?’ or ‘What can YOU possibly have to say!’
The seeds of light have a destiny of their own. They will speak what they want to say, the mother purely allows them to come into form through her, taking a risk with no guarantees on how it will turn out except that she longs to birth these seeds of light. The joy of the creator is in the act of creation for itself. It’s independent of the end result. It's my dream to live this way, in pure creation. I'm not there yet, it's a journey of countless steps, back to the here and Yes. 
The organisers are considering the outline I submitted and while I wait to hear back from them, the seed of light is growing and sends out little shoots in the form of ideas and impulses.
The best thing about saying yes to this isn’t going to be the moment when my talk is a huge success or it goes viral and I receive tons of adulation and glory. That may well happen or it might not and I’m not even sure how well equipped I am to handle any of that, should it come to pass.
Truly, the best thing about it is getting out of my own way and experiencing the joy of unselfconscious self expression. The path unfolds from the Yes, the seeds of light take over and do their thing. Sign up for the ride and we get to watch the creator play.
Want to know what happens next? Stay tuned. The talk is scheduled for Jan 20, 2022. I have no idea if I’ll make the final cut as yet, but I’ve got my fingers crossed.
Photo : Autum light in the leaves in Epping

Baptism by cold water

A weekend in the misty, enchanted land of the Dorset countryside. A small group of big hearted women having an adventure called life.
Narrow winding lanes no wider than a vehicle. Shingle beaches with singing, foaming waves. Seaside kiosks populated by all weather swimmer sorts. And lots of fresh, clean air.
The lure of swimming in cold water has been calling me and yesterday I made the leap. In my mind, it was a big thing. I leaned into encouragement in the out stretched hand of another woman and walked into the sea. I could hear little yelp like sounds from new incomers, the sound of their warm bodies making contact with the winter water.
As we emerged back onto the dry sand and towelled off, the November sunlight felt like a warm caress on my tingling, invigorated skin. I couldn't have pictured wanting to do anything like this only a few years ago. This island has been my home for 25 years now and it’s my first time in British seas. Isn’t life full of surprises?
Gratitude flows for fresh starts and the company of wisdom medicine women. I feel renewed and enriched in unimaginable ways.

Defrosting Your Dreams

Sarah is a successful marketing executive in her mid fifties, going through a major transition in her career. The company she’s played a big role in helping to grow over the last 25 years is changing and she no longer has a future there. While she’s grieving the loss, she’s also been given a generous termination package which means she can take some time to figure out what she really wants to do with the next chapter of her life. A prospect which thrills and terrifies her in equal measure. 

She is confident that she can find another well paid job of a similar nature but even though it’s the safe option, the thought fills her with dread. She’s ready for something new and she’s been trying to figure out what’s next by making lists of what she does and doesn’t want out of her next role.

In our work together, she acknowledged that even though she was really good at her job, work had been feeling more like drudgery for some time now.  She connected with her deeper self and spoke about the longing to live from a place of deep joy going forward.

When we discussed her hobbies, every time without fail Sarah talked about music, her eyes sparkled and she lit up like a Christmas tree. Further exploration revealed that she had been a decent singer in her youth and had discarded a dream to perform on stage with a band in favour of a sensible path into the world of business. 

Even though it’s something that still makes her feel alive and brings her great joy, she doesn’t think that she has the kind of talent to pursue it now and besides it’s too late for her to start something like this at this stage of her life. Contemplating the future, in her own words, made her ‘feel ‘daunted and scared’. On a scale, she the feeling a 7 / 10 and even though she said she’d really like to lower that rating in our session, she didn’t look hopeful. 

Here’s what we did next (and just so you know, I'm sharing her story with her permission and wish to benefit others): 

We worked with an exercise called defrosting your dreams by Martha Beck. To do this you need to have an activity that you enjoy doing and a dream that you had but consider completely impossible to have now. There’s a link with full details on the exercise if you’d like to try it for yourself. I’ve used it in my own life with amazing results. 

As Sarah worked her way through the exercise, her energy changed from doubt into positivity and even excitement. In ten minutes, the intensity of her fearful feelings about the future dropped to 3 / 10. Then she spontaneously began stating all the reasons why this was the best time for her to rekindle this old flame and started appreciating the amazing opportunity to reclaim her dream. 

Of course, there’s no way of knowing if she’ll end up pursuing it all the way on to the big stage right now. That’s not important. It's the next step making her feel genuinely energised and that’s what it feels like to be on track with your destiny even if we can’t see the final destination yet. In the dance with the unknown, we can trust the energy of aliveness to take us all the way home. 

Thing is, Sarah is a very capable woman and I’m willing to bet that she’ll settle on to her thing in due course. She’ll make that into something exceptional, just like she did with her last job. She’ll need to keep taking the next step from this place of curiosity, open to receiving the support she needs to thrive and use her resources to sponsor her dream. As she navigates this change, my role is to support her to stay on track with the quest to unlock the life of joy, fulfillment and purpose that is coded in her inner longings. 

It’s not the safe or easy choice but as she checks in with her inner self it’s no longer an option for her to ignore the calling of her soul to evolve into a greater alignment and wholeness. Is it strange that letting go of stress and choosing joy can feel uncomfortable and counter intuitive? In actual fact, a new awareness is emerging, a sign that we’re ready to evolve. To shed layers of cultural conditioning and start the process of returning home to our natural selves. 

What activities do you enjoy without needing validation from others?

What do you stop yourself from doing  because it doesn’t seem to serve any purpose other than that it brings you pure enjoyment? 

What’s your big and seemingly impossible  goal in this area that you wish you could have had?


Life Lessons

Earlier this week, one of my mentors was talking about the lessons she learned while windsurfing. As she shared her own learnings, she encouraged us to identify the ‘teachers’ in our life who speak to us from that place beyond words and time.

Here are some of mine.

Becoming a mother changed me in ways I couldn’t have fathomed, often pushing me way outside my comfort zone. It still does. The beings who are my children are relentlessly teaching me about them, but really about life and myself. Is it always easy, nope. Would I have it any other other way knowing what it really involves? The honest answer is no. The hidden richness and depth of life is only revealed through experiences that require us to grow and evolve into our full selves.

There are times in life when the school of life is a bitter pill, tough to swallow, and we have no choice but to take it. Our whole worldview is being changed at the most fundamental level and everything we believe comes into question. It’s a dark night of the soul. This phenomenon turns our perfect world upside down and throws us into chaos so we can get to the deeper truth of who we really are. It’s a hero/heroine’s journey of epic proportions. Martha Beck describes it as a ‘situation in which h the whole world takes on a soul teachers role’. ‘ Extremely disturbing, culturally unacceptable, wild’, their job is to hold a mirror to our shadows and free ourselves of our limited understanding of ourselves.

Like grief can. There is such an unexpected, awe inspiring beauty in grieving fully. Modern humans cheat ourselves out of this by not allowing ourselves to go there.

And then there’s the puppy. Our puppy is a blessing who transmits innocent joyful spontaneity like an enlightened master. She knows the art of being utterly relaxed indoors and engaging wholeheartedly when chasing rabbits at full speed in a field. Learning tricks from the dog in this case.

Who are the Soul teachers in your life?

What lessons are you learning from them?

With love on your journey to self discovery and embracing all parts of yourself.

Link to an introduction to the heroes journey : https://youtu.be/GNPcefZKmZ0

Creative Spark

Do you deeply admire, perhaps even revere people with a talent, who are driven by a calling and have an unending passion to create. They seem to have a magnetic energy and lust for life in spades, that special something. Perhaps you were shortchanged and you find yourself wishing that you too had been born lucky. Your lot in life, is to find joy in celebrating the greatness that you see in others. 
Nothing wrong with that. Except that, this belief leaves you with an emptiness inside the very core of your being, with a sense that you’re settling for crumbs. You try to fill this hole with food, drink, relationships and things, in vain. The longing is for so much more, something bigger and very different. You can feel it and sense it pulsing deep inside but it’s so hard to to put it into words. This longing can be persistent and wake you up at 3 am with the feeling that you’re missing the point somehow. It’s the pain of unrealized potential calling you towards your destiny.
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To uncover our hidden potential, we must turn towards the longing and dissolve the inner barriers that are in the way of it becoming a real experience in our life. You aren’t separate from what you admire in others, there’s a difference in quantity not quality. The task is to say yes and embrace a beginners mind. It’s to parent the possibility that you see reflected ‘out there’, which exists within too in seed form and needs the nurture of soil, sunshine and water to blossom into fullness.
I always dreamed of being a musician, an artist of some kind. I just didn’t seem to have enough talent for it and spent my life living on the offerings of other musicians, artists, stars. I consumed their brilliance from the sidelines, denying my own desire to create. Shame and fear were running the show. In my work, people tell me their secret fears - they’re not talented enough, too old, that’s it’s too late and they just haven’t got what it takes. I understand because I’ve been there myself. They’re in a familiar cycle of holding themselves back and suffocating their dreams until they reach the place where they know that they must do something about it even if they haven’t got a clue where to start. The pain of never becoming themselves becomes greater than the fear of stepping into the unknown. That’s when they find me and we get to work on midwifing their potential.
Connecting with my longing led to me to discover an unexpected outlet in the form of mystical poetry. I wrote, spoke and recorded my poem and shared it with an audience. It’s not something I could have imagined from the contracted and fearful place where I stood before applying the principles of the growth mindset. None of this would have been possible if  I hadn’t taken the risk to step out into the unknown, which is exactly what every creator must do in the act of bringing something new into existence. I had to get out of consumer mode and step into creation mode. To bring my longing for joyful expression out of the shadows, I had to stretch past the fear of failing, the discomfort of feeling exposed and face the vulnerability of being ridiculed. I’m sharing this not because I want your likes but so you can see that it’s possible for anyone to transform their pain into creative expression too. 
It most probably won’t be a poem in your case, or it might, whatever it is, it will be healing, joyful and set you free from inner limitation. It will unlock natural radiance, confidence and self esteem. Which translates into more abundance and tangible success in all other areas of life, like promotions, paying clients, happier relationships and greater well being.  Because, you’ll learn to get out of your own way and stop blocking yourself. Unlocking your potential is a journey of unprecedented growth. It can be uncomfortable and triggering at times, but the fruit is uniquely delicious and well worth the effort. Witnessing creative potential come into form is a journey of giving birth to your next self. It can be thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. For the creative energy inside of us, this journey is not really a choice, something that’s nice to have. It’s a compelling portal that calls us to walk beyond fear and limitation into wholeness and fulfilment.

Traditional earthenware lamps for the Diwali festival in India

Reclaim Your Passion

There I stand  

at the edge of my life

with stars in my eyes 

and fire in my belly.

Who doesn’t long to live a life fueled by passion. It’s high up on the list of desirability for most of us as a positive quality that underpins success, growth and evolution. Passion is the elixir with a double whammy, that has this way of making life juicy for those who possess it in spades while simultaneously making them irresistible to others who want more of it. 

Isn’t that how we all start out in life, actively involved with a big yes to almost everything and especially the things that matter most to us. So, why is it that instead of an overflowing fountain, passion is sometimes more of an elusive spring, you know it’s here somewhere but you can’t find it. How do we get our hands on some of this magic potion?

If, like me, you have a few grey hairs from experience and strive valiantly to keep the passion alive in your life, great job! You might also have found yourself wondering if unlimited passion is a thing of youth, simply not meant to last. The layer of cynicism seems to grow its insidious roots with a little more ease over time in spite of our determination to fight it. In place of unbridled enthusiasm and the never say die attitude, there’s resistance towards reaching for our wildest success. We find ourselves playing small, procrastinating or self sabotaging and generally getting in our own way. It’s that uncomfortable place between getting started and giving up on projects that really set our world on fire, while our days are spent on distractions that don’t hold any significant meaning to us. Ouch!

What’s going on ?

The answer lies in our inner barriers which shape the way we respond to obstacles, undesirable outcomes and breakdowns.

As Rumi famously wrote, Your job is not to seek for love but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it”. 

If unbridled passion is a raging fire, disappointment is like a wet blanket that creates smoke and stings your eyes. A pitfall that robs us of passion is inadequately addressing disappointment and frustration. There’s often a sense of shame and personal failure when things go awry. It’s common to either a) cover up the emotion and forge ahead with false bravado or b) act out of the emotion and withdraw from the game. Either way, the unacknowledged emotion colors our reaction and leaves a bad taste. Like extra baggage, undigested disappointments can start to weigh us down and create internal resistance to playing the game wholeheartedly.  

Setbacks come with a gift, when we’re able to harvest the learnings and use them to inform our next move. They become the compost that feeds our growth in the form of wisdom and experience. The bigger the setback, the bigger is the opportunity for growth. 

In world fixated on external measures of success the focus is largely on bottom lines and deadlines. There is little to no reward for growth, evolution and creativity. Mistakes and imperfections are not welcomed as opportunities for growth but punished with negative consequences. Driven by the pressure to avoid mistakes and meet deadlines, the energy of passion slowly gets taken over by internal conflict. Mental loops block creative potential, drain our energy and keep us stuck inside a comfort zone. Even being stressed can become a comfort zone, frustrating but familiar. We’re longing to be on the open road, cruising smoothly under the open sky with the wind in our hair, but reality looks more like repetitively going up and down a familiar track with annoying obstacles blocking our way. 

How do we recover from setbacks and keep the golden fire of passion burning bright ?

The key is to acknowledge the emotional charge that blocks our natural enthusiasm for progress with compassion. As if you’re there for a dear friend who is in emotional distress. By going through a process of forgiving ourselves for mistakes and failures, instead of trying to forget them, we reclaim the energy that is stuck here. 

Once all the emotion has been discharged, we are able to connect with our wisdom and can start to reflect on the situation with fresh eyes. Meeting buried emotions may cause some discomfort, but it’s well worth making the effort for the rejuvenating after effect. There is a renewed vigor for the opportunities ahead. By dissolving the emotional hangovers that block our enthusiasm, we can keep reclaiming the fire of passion in our hearts and enjoy the power of this vibrant energy to propel us towards our dreams. 

While it’s natural to begin the projects that are meaningful to us with wonder and curiosity, we may not be automatically equipped to navigate the challenges, obstacles and breakdowns that come with the territory of playing our biggest game in life. To keep the fire going and finish with passion, we need to embrace the active cultivation of these skills. As we shift out of the expectations of ‘perfect’ situations and step into the wisdom of the powerful creator inside ourselves, we begin to access passion for all parts of the journey, including the challenges and setbacks. The situations we might ordinarily resist and perceive as our biggest challenges are also the ones that have the potential for our greatest expansion. 

Here’s what we need to stoke the fire of passion in the long term :

  • Directing our passion towards a vision that's authentic and big enough to inspire us.

  • Designing specific, measurable and achievable goals that stretch and inspire us without creating pressure. 

  • Growing the skills to meet and manage our emotional state with grounded openness, both positive and negative, at each step of the journey.

  • Cultivating the ability to hold a dispassionate perspective towards the ups and downs on the road to the destination as opportunities for growth.

Although passion is a very much needed fuel to realize the fulfillment of our desires and dreams, it isn’t enough on it’s own to take us all the way. Whatever fires up our imagination also requires us to stretch our comfort zone. For the long haul, we also need to be armed with the wiser, more experienced, big brother/sister of passion - which is dispassion. 

If passion drives you , let reason hold the reins - Benjamin Franklin

Dispassion can step back and see the hard facts without emotion with the big picture in mind. Passion is fully involved and therefore can get carried away. Being passionate doesn't mean being unreasonable or impractical. Being reasonable doesn’t mean playing small. On the contrary, both qualities are complementary and we need a healthy dose of both to maximize potential. The energy of success goes on to feed the passion for more creation in an ongoing and self perpetuating cycle. 

 

On the path to our biggest dreams and with the willingness to grow, passion starts to mature and includes all of the twists and turns of Life. We’re stepping out of the black and white paradigm of success v/s failure and entering the multi color realm of celebrating the complexity of challenge as well as the joy of success. Neither success nor failure is good or bad and both can be stepping stones for more creativity and growth. The bigger perspective teaches us to hold passion, compassion and dispassion together to maximize our creative potential. The unbounded joy of the creator lies in the process of creation for its own sake. It is paradoxically when we are fully enjoying the process of creation without attachment to the results that we are in the flow state that magnetizes the most desirable outcomes. 

Click here for more details on an exercise that you can use to reclaim your passion.

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photo by Manyu Varma on Unsplash

Friendships That Ignite

Another‌ ‌‘F’‌ ‌word‌ ‌that’s‌ ‌loaded‌ ‌with‌ ‌meaning‌ ‌and‌ ‌emotion,‌ ‌the‌ ‌ideal‌ ‌of‌ ‌‘true’‌ ‌

friendship‌ ‌can‌ ‌be‌ ‌an‌ ‌elusive‌ ‌thing‌ ‌for‌ ‌many‌ ‌of‌ ‌us‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌pressures‌ ‌of‌ ‌modern‌ ‌life.‌ ‌In‌ ‌

it’s‌ ‌bare‌ ‌essence,‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌is‌ ‌a‌ ‌relationship‌ ‌based‌ ‌on‌ ‌a‌ ‌mutual‌ ‌exchange‌ ‌of‌ ‌positive‌ ‌

regard‌ ‌between‌ ‌people.‌ ‌It’s‌ ‌more‌ ‌than‌ ‌acquaintance‌ ‌and‌ ‌yet‌ ‌largely‌ ‌free‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌

obligations‌ ‌of‌ ‌duty‌ ‌imposed‌ ‌on‌ ‌family‌ ‌as‌ ‌we‌ ‌are‌ ‌free‌ ‌to‌ ‌choose‌ ‌our‌ ‌friends‌ ‌but‌ ‌born‌ ‌

into‌ ‌our‌ ‌family.‌ ‌The‌ ‌beauty‌ ‌of‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌is‌ ‌found‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌quality‌ ‌of‌ ‌authentic‌ ‌

connection‌ ‌between‌ ‌people‌ ‌rather‌ ‌than‌ ‌something‌ ‌defined‌ ‌by‌ ‌a‌ ‌structure.‌ ‌A‌ ‌rich‌ ‌

possibility‌ ‌that‌ ‌can‌ ‌develop‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌most‌ ‌unlikely‌ ‌of‌ ‌situations,‌ ‌finding‌ ‌a‌ ‌true‌ ‌friend‌ ‌is‌ ‌

one‌ ‌of‌ ‌life’s‌ ‌incomparable‌ ‌gifts,‌ ‌no‌ ‌matter‌ ‌how‌ ‌far‌ ‌you‌ ‌walk‌ ‌together.‌ ‌

So,‌ ‌what‌ ‌is‌ ‌meaningful‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌context‌ ‌of‌ ‌a‌ ‌world‌ ‌which‌ ‌is‌ ‌ripe‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌

opportunity‌ ‌to‌ ‌interact‌ ‌soundlessly‌ ‌through‌ ‌posts,‌ ‌comments‌ ‌and‌ ‌icons‌ ‌with‌ ‌friends‌ ‌

on‌ ‌social‌ ‌media.‌ ‌Is‌ ‌there‌ ‌a‌ ‌difference‌ ‌and‌ ‌if‌ ‌so‌ ‌what’s‌ ‌missing‌ ‌?‌ ‌Without‌ ‌the‌ ‌soul‌ ‌

nourishing‌ ‌elements‌ ‌of‌ ‌deeper‌ ‌connection‌ ‌and‌ ‌un-distracted‌ ‌presence,‌ ‌social‌ ‌

interaction‌ ‌can‌ ‌quickly‌ ‌become‌ ‌superficial‌ ‌and‌ ‌meaningless.‌ ‌If‌ ‌you’ve‌ ‌ever‌ ‌felt‌ ‌lonely‌ ‌

in‌ ‌a‌ ‌crowd‌ ‌or‌ ‌in‌ ‌a‌ ‌close‌ ‌relationship,‌ ‌chances‌ ‌are‌ ‌that‌ ‌your‌ ‌soul‌ ‌isn’t‌ ‌being‌ ‌nourished‌ ‌

enough‌ ‌with‌ ‌actual‌ ‌presence‌ ‌and‌ ‌connection.‌ ‌Water,‌ ‌water‌ ‌everywhere‌ ‌but‌ ‌not‌ ‌a‌ ‌

drop‌ ‌to‌ ‌drink.‌ ‌While‌ ‌it’s‌ ‌nice‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌popular,‌ ‌and‌ ‌there’s‌ ‌nothing‌ ‌wrong‌ ‌with‌ ‌it‌ ‌per‌ ‌

se,the‌ ‌thing‌ ‌that‌ ‌matters‌ ‌here,‌ ‌as‌ ‌with‌ ‌everything,‌ ‌is‌ ‌quality,‌ ‌not‌ ‌only‌ ‌quantity.‌ ‌ ‌

My‌ ‌own‌ ‌journey‌ ‌with‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌is‌ ‌a‌ ‌journey‌ ‌of‌ ‌self‌ ‌discovery.‌ ‌As‌ ‌a‌ ‌child,‌ ‌my‌ ‌family‌ ‌

moved‌ ‌a‌ ‌lot.‌ ‌We‌ ‌lived‌ ‌in‌ ‌four‌ ‌cities‌ ‌and‌ ‌twenty‌ ‌homes‌ ‌by‌ ‌the‌ ‌time‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌17.‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌

changed‌ ‌schools‌ ‌and‌ ‌mates‌ ‌10‌ ‌times‌ ‌by‌ ‌this‌ ‌age.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌bright‌ ‌academically‌ ‌but‌ ‌

socially‌ ‌I‌ ‌felt‌ ‌wrong-footed‌ ‌and‌ ‌struggled‌ ‌to‌ ‌bond‌ ‌and‌ ‌make‌ ‌friends‌ ‌with‌ ‌my‌ ‌peers.‌ ‌I‌ ‌

felt‌ ‌different‌ ‌and‌ ‌like‌ ‌I‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌belong.‌ ‌To‌ ‌cover‌ ‌the‌ ‌anxiety‌ ‌and‌ ‌shame‌ ‌I‌ ‌felt‌ ‌about‌ ‌

myself,‌ ‌I‌ ‌took ‌cues‌ ‌excessively‌ ‌from‌ ‌others‌ ‌who‌ ‌were‌ ‌popular‌ ‌and‌ ‌began emulating‌ ‌

them.‌ ‌It‌ ‌made‌ ‌me‌ ‌feel‌ ‌confident‌ ‌and‌ ‌I‌ ‌started‌ ‌to‌ ‌fit‌ ‌in‌ ‌quickly.‌ ‌To‌ ‌solve‌ ‌my‌ ‌problem,‌ ‌I‌ ‌

became‌ ‌a‌ ‌chameleon.‌ ‌Intelligent,‌ ‌you‌ ‌might‌ ‌say,‌ ‌only‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌created‌ ‌another‌ ‌one.‌ ‌I‌ ‌

lost‌ ‌the‌ ‌connection‌ ‌with‌ ‌my authentic self‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌process.‌ ‌I‌ ‌no‌ ‌longer‌ ‌knew‌ ‌who‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌or‌ ‌what‌ ‌I‌ ‌

wanted‌ ‌for‌ ‌myself.‌ ‌I‌ ‌struggled‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌own.‌ ‌Although‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌many‌ ‌friends,‌ ‌deep‌ ‌

down‌ ‌I‌ ‌felt‌ ‌empty,‌ ‌lost‌ ‌and‌ ‌confused.‌ ‌For‌ ‌a‌ ‌long‌ ‌time‌ ‌I‌ ‌believed‌ ‌that‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌alone‌ ‌in‌ ‌

this.‌ ‌Later,‌ ‌my‌ ‌eyes‌ ‌were‌ ‌opened‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌reality‌ ‌of‌ ‌how‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌succumbed‌ ‌to‌ ‌peer‌ ‌

pressure.‌ ‌No‌ ‌one‌ ‌had‌ ‌forced‌ ‌me,‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌done‌ ‌it‌ ‌to‌ ‌myself.‌ ‌ ‌

How‌ ‌do‌ ‌we‌ ‌make‌ ‌friends‌ ‌with‌ ‌ourselves‌ ‌then‌ ‌?‌ ‌

One‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌biggest‌ ‌gifts‌ ‌in‌ ‌a‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌is‌ ‌the‌ ‌space‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌yourself.‌ ‌Becoming‌ ‌your‌ ‌

own‌ ‌friend‌ ‌involves‌ ‌spending‌ ‌time‌ ‌in‌ ‌your‌ ‌own‌ ‌company,‌ ‌listening‌ ‌to‌ ‌yourself‌ ‌and‌ ‌

accepting‌ ‌your‌ ‌own‌ ‌experience‌ ‌of‌ ‌life‌ ‌without‌ ‌trying‌ ‌to‌ ‌change‌ ‌or‌ ‌fix‌ ‌it.‌ ‌If‌ ‌you’re‌ ‌not‌ ‌

used‌ ‌to‌ ‌doing‌ ‌this,‌ ‌it‌ ‌can‌ ‌be‌ ‌a‌ ‌challenge‌ ‌to‌ ‌get‌ ‌started.‌ ‌The‌ ‌best‌ ‌way‌ ‌is‌ ‌to‌ ‌start‌ ‌small‌ ‌

with‌ ‌a‌ ‌consistent,‌ ‌daily‌ ‌practice‌ ‌of‌ ‌checking‌ ‌in‌ ‌with‌ ‌your‌ ‌feelings,‌ ‌needs‌ ‌and‌ ‌desires‌ ‌

without‌ ‌trying‌ ‌to‌ ‌fix‌ ‌or‌ ‌change‌ ‌them.‌ ‌It’s‌ ‌more‌ ‌likely‌ ‌to‌ ‌stick‌ ‌if‌ ‌it’s‌ ‌easy,‌ ‌accessible‌ ‌and‌ ‌

done‌ ‌over‌ ‌time.‌ ‌Just‌ ‌like‌ ‌all‌ ‌enduring‌ ‌friendships,‌ ‌this‌ ‌too‌ ‌needs‌ ‌the‌ ‌nurture‌ ‌of‌ ‌time‌ ‌

and‌ ‌space‌ ‌to‌ ‌blossom.‌ ‌ ‌

As‌ ‌I‌ ‌grow‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌ability‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌authentic‌ ‌with‌ ‌myself,‌ ‌I’ve‌ ‌been‌ ‌able‌ ‌to‌ ‌show‌ ‌up‌ ‌as‌ ‌

myself‌ ‌without‌ ‌the‌ ‌need‌ ‌to‌ ‌perform‌ ‌in‌ ‌front‌ ‌of‌ ‌others‌ ‌in‌ ‌order‌ ‌to‌ ‌gain‌ ‌validation.‌ ‌I’ve‌ ‌

become‌ ‌more‌ ‌present‌ ‌and‌ ‌am‌ ‌able‌ ‌to‌ ‌listen‌ ‌to‌ ‌others‌ ‌more‌ ‌without‌ ‌constantly‌ ‌being‌ ‌

in‌ ‌my‌ ‌head‌ ‌thinking‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌next‌ ‌thing‌ ‌to‌ ‌say.‌ ‌I’d‌ ‌say‌ ‌this‌ ‌has‌ ‌given‌ ‌me‌ ‌the‌ ‌possibility‌ ‌

to‌ ‌become‌ ‌a‌ ‌better‌ ‌friend‌ ‌instead‌ ‌of‌ ‌seeing‌ ‌flaws‌ ‌in‌ ‌others‌ ‌and‌ ‌searching‌ ‌for‌ ‌the‌ ‌

perfect‌ ‌one.‌ ‌Through‌ ‌this‌ ‌process,‌ ‌my‌ ‌focus‌ ‌has‌ ‌shifted‌ ‌to‌ ‌authenticity‌ ‌more‌ ‌and‌ ‌

worrying‌ ‌less‌ ‌about‌ ‌looking‌ ‌good.‌ ‌It’s‌ ‌an‌ ‌ongoing‌ ‌process‌ ‌of‌ ‌transformation‌ ‌that‌ ‌

nourishes,‌ ‌thrills‌ ‌and‌ ‌scares‌ ‌me‌ ‌in‌ ‌equal‌ ‌measure.‌ ‌

In‌ ‌the‌ ‌words‌ ‌of‌ ‌ RuPaul‌ ‌-‌ ‌If‌ ‌you‌ ‌can’t‌ ‌love‌ ‌yourself,‌ ‌how‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌hell‌ ‌you‌ ‌gonna‌ ‌love‌ ‌someone‌ ‌else.‌ ‌

That‌ ‌means‌ ‌befriending‌ ‌all‌ ‌of‌ ‌yourself,‌ ‌including‌ ‌the‌ ‌bits‌ ‌that‌ ‌you’d‌ ‌rather‌ ‌not.‌ ‌ ‌

Most‌ ‌friendships‌ ‌are‌ ‌based‌ ‌in‌ ‌agreement,‌ ‌being‌ ‌there‌ ‌for‌ ‌the‌ ‌other‌ ‌in‌ ‌their‌ ‌

time‌ ‌of‌ ‌need,‌ ‌validating‌ ‌you‌ ‌in‌ ‌general.‌ ‌There‌ ‌is‌ ‌another‌ ‌kind‌ ‌of‌ ‌friendship‌ ‌which‌ ‌is‌ ‌

more‌ ‌rare‌ ‌and‌ ‌very‌ ‌powerful.‌ ‌These‌ ‌are‌ ‌the‌ ‌people‌ ‌who‌ ‌ignite‌ ‌you,‌ ‌challenge‌ ‌you,‌ ‌

hold‌ ‌you‌ ‌in‌ ‌your‌ ‌greatness‌ ‌and‌ ‌nothing‌ ‌less.‌ ‌To‌ ‌engage‌ ‌in‌ ‌such‌ ‌a‌ ‌relationship‌ ‌

requires‌ ‌uncommon‌ ‌courage‌ ‌and‌ ‌enough‌ ‌love‌ ‌for‌ ‌ourselves‌ ‌to‌ ‌face‌ ‌our‌ ‌demons‌ ‌

without‌ ‌being‌ ‌stopped‌ ‌by‌ ‌fear.‌ ‌We‌ ‌must‌ ‌face‌ ‌our‌ ‌deepest‌ ‌fear.‌ ‌

Tol ‌end,‌ ‌here’s‌ ‌a‌ ‌poem‌ ‌from‌ ‌Marianne‌ ‌Williamson‌ ‌titled‌ ‌‘Our‌ ‌deepest‌ ‌fear’‌ ‌:‌ ‌ ‌

“Our‌ ‌deepest‌ ‌fear‌ ‌is‌ ‌not‌ ‌that‌ ‌we‌ ‌are‌ ‌inadequate.‌ ‌Our‌ ‌deepest‌ ‌fear‌ ‌is‌ ‌that‌ ‌we‌ ‌are‌ ‌

powerful‌ ‌beyond‌ ‌measure.‌ ‌It‌ ‌is‌ ‌our‌ ‌light,‌ ‌not‌ ‌our‌ ‌darkness‌ ‌that‌ ‌most‌ ‌frightens‌ ‌us.‌ ‌We‌ ‌

ask‌ ‌ourselves,‌ ‌'Who‌ ‌am‌ ‌I‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌brilliant,‌ ‌gorgeous,‌ ‌talented,‌ ‌fabulous?'‌ ‌Actually,‌ ‌who‌ ‌

are‌ ‌you‌ ‌not‌ ‌to‌ ‌be?‌ ‌You‌ ‌are‌ ‌a‌ ‌child‌ ‌of‌ ‌God.‌ ‌Your‌ ‌playing‌ ‌small‌ ‌does‌ ‌not‌ ‌serve‌ ‌the‌ ‌world.‌ ‌

There‌ ‌is‌ ‌nothing‌ ‌enlightened‌ ‌about‌ ‌shrinking‌ ‌so‌ ‌that‌ ‌other‌ ‌people‌ ‌won't‌ ‌feel‌ ‌insecure‌ ‌

around‌ ‌you.‌ ‌We‌ ‌are‌ ‌all‌ ‌meant‌ ‌to‌ ‌shine,‌ ‌as‌ ‌children‌ ‌do.‌ ‌We‌ ‌were‌ ‌born‌ ‌to‌ ‌make‌ ‌manifest‌ ‌

the‌ ‌glory‌ ‌of‌ ‌God‌ ‌that‌ ‌is‌ ‌within‌ ‌us.‌ ‌It's‌ ‌not‌ ‌just‌ ‌in‌ ‌some‌ ‌of‌ ‌us;‌ ‌it's‌ ‌in‌ ‌everyone.‌ ‌And‌ ‌as‌ ‌we‌ ‌

let‌ ‌our‌ ‌own‌ ‌light‌ ‌shine,‌ ‌we‌ ‌unconsciously‌ ‌give‌ ‌other‌ ‌people‌ ‌permission‌ ‌to‌ ‌do‌ ‌the‌ ‌same.‌ ‌

As‌ ‌we‌ ‌are‌ ‌liberated‌ ‌from‌ ‌our‌ ‌own‌ ‌fear,‌ ‌our‌ ‌presence‌ ‌automatically‌ ‌liberates‌ ‌others.”‌ ‌

Here’s‌ ‌to‌ ‌growth and fulfillment‌ ‌in‌ ‌friendships‌ ‌!‌ ‌

To find out more about cultivating and applying a Creation Mindset to create desirable outcomes and to learn about working with Monika, click here

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Photo by Helena Lopes on Unsplash