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My mom.

Cracking the box

Recently, my mother and I had a remarkable conversation.Two years ago, she was rushed to the hospital with a cardiac aneurysm; and, after open heart surgery, she struggled to survive. Later, after her release from the hospital, Mom continued to struggle – an artist and poet, she had to relearn everything, including reading, drawing and painting.

It took 18 months for Mom to come back to us – and to herself. Last week, at the diner, Mom and I got to talking about love.

I was telling her about an interview I’d just viewed with Robin Williams and Ellen DeGeneres. Talking about his recent heart surgery, Williams said, “You get a total new lease on life.” He said that, “with guys, you know, we armor up,” not showing emotion – guarding the heart. “But you have a heart surgery, and literally they open you up – they crack the box and you get really vulnerable…  very emotional… It really opens you up to everything.”

My mother sighed as if exhaling a huge weight. “That’s true,” she said. “Before the surgery, I was never able to really love. I mean, I loved you – and your sisters – but I couldn’t trust that you loved me. I was so stiff and self-conscious, always doubting myself. But after the surgery I went through this opening where now I just love you. I don’t worry about whether you love me. I just, you know, love you. And then I can feel the love.”

“Back then, when I was in the hospital, when I almost died, God came and talked to me. We were walking toward the light and I asked him, ‘Can I have just a little more time?’ God asked me, ‘Why do you need more time?’ And I said, ‘I want to go back and just once, really experience love. I just want to fully love. I know how to do that now.’”

I cannot tell you how deeply this touched me. I’d sensed a profound difference in my relationship with my mother. Her story felt absolutely true. Since the surgery, she’d been more willing to take emotional risks, to reach out to me and to my sisters. I can honestly say that I have never felt more loved by her.

It got me wondering, whats going on here? Is this opening my mother has experienced the result, as Robin Williams suggests, of having ‘the box cracked open’? If so, what does this tell us about our armor, our guardedness around love and loving? What does it tell us about the field of love energy surrounding and emanating from the heart? There is so much we don’t know.

All the ‘not love’ that we’ve stuffed down.

My mother had a crazy bad childhood. It took courage for her to allow the protective armor to fall away – to open her heart. Still, all of us ‘armor up’ – we’ve all been hurt by something, by someone.  We’re afraid to love – we don’t own our vulnerable humanity, our messy animal nature, our loneliness, our longing because we fear that if we reveal these things, we’ll be hurt again.

It takes courage to open the heart.

I’ve been studying this – and writing about it – for a while now. Here’s what I’ve found: the best way to open the heart is to open to the reality of the loving presence of the Divine. I think this is because, when we call on the Divine and the Divine responds, we are met by a presence that is both loving and non-judgmental: pure and unconditional love. In the flow of this love, our understanding of what love actually is (what is meant to be) gets a chance to recalibrate. We can shift to being more loving, more unconditional, ourselves.

What I mean is, to open my own heart, I surrender to the loving heart of the Divine.

When I open to the Divine, there is a flush of love (and relief) that is so pure and clear that sometimes, it makes me weep. This love – this rush of Divine loving energy – sweeps away self pity, self loathing. It is complete acceptance; pure love; asking nothing in return.

The more that I practice flowing love this way: with an ‘other’ who loves me completely, without conditions; the more I can offer to the people in my life – my children, my husband, my friends and family and my clients.

Through this practice, I have come to understand that, in truth, there is only love and that the only thing that keeps me separate from it is my own fear and misunderstanding.

You have so much to give, God teaches me. Give it with a full and open heart.

When I let God love me, I let myself off the hook for past mistakes. Out of this, I open more. I let forgiveness wash through me, melting the scars that block the natural flow of light. I see that I am part of an organic, whole, free universe, and something shifts within.

I make better choices – freer choices. I feel at home in the world.  Now, when someone comes to the door, I open the door, asking, “What have you come to show me, to teach me?”  I know that each visitor is a teacher – each step on the path of my life drawing me a little bit closer to resonance with the divine heart that lives inside of my own.

I begin to recognize errors in my thinking and the wounds these errors have caused. But instead of feeling guilty, I feel empowered. I could have chosen differently, I see now, and I can make different choices from now on.

It’s a miracle, really: the more I see my own errors, the more forgiveness I have for the errors of others. I am much nicer to my husband, for example. Much nicer, too, to my Mom.

This is what I am seeing and experiencing in my mom. I see it, also, in my clients and students. Opening to this flow of love works for everyone – no matter how scarred, no matter how broken. (And, by the way, it works whether or not you believe in God.) As we open, allowing our hearts to soften,  locked boxes in the heart begin to open, and all that we have stuffed into them bubbles up to be released, expressed. Liberated.

This experience can be overwhelming at first; at first, we may recoil from it for it makes us feel vulnerable – afraid. But if we let the emotions bubble up they will bubble out. Then, the locked boxes become treasure chests of joy; the stuck places flow freely. This can be such a relief that we walk around days afterwards with a lightness we have not experienced for years. This lightness is the bubbling up of trapped energy from the cell tissue of the heart. As this energy is liberated, it’s released back into our lives and waves of feeling arise. This is why, after the burst of emotion, we feel better; we are literally, actually lighter – and infinitely more free.

Having experienced this heart opening, we will never forget it. Now that we know that it’s possible, we will want to experience it again. This is the beginning of healing the wounds of the heart.

(The above is excerpted from the text of The Soul Caller Training.)

 

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Rain on my car

This week finds me reflective, reclusive, quiet.

It’s been raining (and raining) in New York. Perhaps this is why, I find myself wrapped in a cloak of quiet, huddled ’round the campfire of … me.

I’m drawn to the depths of things – to authors like Cheryl Strayed, whose searingly honest prose feeds me in a way I have not been fed in years; to people, like Dr. Terry Wahls (see Tedx talk link below), who face down life-threatening challenges with determination, applied action and straight-up smarts.

This week, I seem to be remembering who I am.  I am pulling myself away from the Internet, from the addictive spell of checking my many feeds and streams. Today, when the invitation to attend a great, big, exciting conference FINALLY arrived in my inbox, I sighed.

Too much. Too big. Too loud. I thought. I’m drawn to quiet elegance, to generous open-heartedness, to … well, to class. I’ve always been drawn to these things. Right now, I am mining this vein privately. Much writing is happening. I promise to release it when I surface.

For me, ‘class’ translates to: authenticity, but that word has been used so often in recent years that it’s almost USED UP. So, I will stop to refine my definition; to say that, for me, ‘class’ isn’t about money or social class or education: it’s about alignment with the inner core of truth that we all carry around in a box made of something precious at the center of our hearts.

So, though this big conference is being run in a truly classy way by one of the classiest dudes on the planet, for me, right now, it wouldn’t be classy to go.

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Now, for you, here are some of the beauties I’ve discovered on this week’s journey:

How to eat to change your whole life. Dr. Terry Wahls cures her own MS. With easy to understand food science and photos of her own recovery (from wheelchair to the podium at TedX) she makes a powerful case for your health and mine -then she tells us exactly what to eat.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLjgBLwH3Wc

And while you are cleaning out the refrigerator – another inspiring TedX talk on money. Adam Baker (aka Man Vs. Debt): Sell your crap. Pay your debt. Do what you love. (aka What does freedom mean to you?) http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=9XRPbFIN4lk

Love this writer. A powerful piece of writing from Cheryl Strayed (Fair warning: It’s x-rated and sad)

A bookseller with a little extra class. Powell’s Books – the staff picks are stellar.  

Pacifica University: I want to move my whole life onto this campus; I want to drink up every class, every moment. I want to sit/stand/be in the presence of the assembled wise ones here.

Pardon the diversion but: I really want this necklace.

I am always studying love – and this phenomenon touches me. Couples die hours apart. 

I wish you warmth, and many blessings for a beautiful week!

I hope you’ll join us on Twitter for #SoulCall this Sunday at 10 am/ET

And if the Soul Caller Training has been calling to you, I invite you to enroll for the March cycle. Now open at: http://amyoscar.com/soul-caller . If you want to be there, please let me know – even if you can’t pay immediately, I will hold you a space.

Big love

xxoo

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In the good old summertime. [canoe] (LOC)
When I was growing up, I was well aware of how special I was. (Weren’t you?) I was a world changer, a bright soul ready to stand on the world stage and SHINE!

My mother wasn’t nearly as confident about this as I was.

I’d come barreling into a room with another huge and wild project idea – repainting my bedroom purple all by myself; sewing all of my own clothes; writing, printing and hand-delivering a daily newsletter to the neighbors, running a three-week day camp in the garage!

My mother would meet my enormous enthusiasm with panic.

“Are you sure you can handle that?” she’d say, and, splat. The whole idea would dissolve. Flat. Dead. Dropped connection. Stone wall. It was like sitting in a rushing torrent of whitewater, paddling wildly, joyfully and the next instant, floomph, landing on a sand bar, watching the water rush out of my world.

After a while, this pattern was set in place and now, forty years later, I don’t need my mother to squash me. I do it myself. I gather a huge wave of enthusiasm, the energy starts to move, it lifts my canoe and we take off. And every time, somewhere along the way, I hit that damn sand bar.

I do this all on my own now. No need to call Mom. It’s in me, a pattern of beliefs that was pre-programmed to ‘protect’ me from my own excesses.

I don’t blame my mother – not anymore. I can only imagine how my enormous energy overwhelmed her gentle and sensitive heart. I am also, no longer expecting her approval before launching my canoe. Nor am I working this out in therapy any more.

Now, I am simply putting my canoe back in the current.

This is what I’ve learned about the things that lift me onto a sandbar: they’re edges… in me.

Edges are formed of fear but we don’t always experience that.

We may experience an edge as overwhelm, as confusion, as repulsion, as anger. We know we are at an edge when we find ourselves suddenly ‘out of love’ with someone or something that captivated us just the day before. We know we are at an edge when we feel stuck, unable to activate the enthusiasm we had for this project or person just yesterday.

Edges arise out of one of two illusions, two errors of the ego mind (thoughts).
1) I do not have the capacity for this aka, I am not enough.
2) The world is not safe

Both arise from fear and the projections the mind spins when faced with any experience that feels threatening. And in the mind’s terms, threatening means: uncertain, unusual, risky.

This ‘mind’ I am talking about is tasked with one directive: protection and the untrained mind lives in a state of constant vigilance, watching for anything that might cause pain. It will protect us at all costs. Even at the cost of our own happiness.

The problem is that many of the things that the mind reads as threats are actually opportunities.

But that’s okay. The soul knows its way around edges. And my mother’s question, “Are you sure you can handle that?” became a powerful edge that I used to strengthen my certainty that, “Yes, I can.”

It trained me, early on, to notice my own hesitation, my own fear – and caused a response from deep inside that was determined to figure out a way around it. In this way, it becomes clear that my mother was a great teacher of courage. She taught me, over and over, to put my canoe back in the current.

How to put your canoe back in the current:

  • Identify the concern. What’s stopped you? Was it a thought? A feeling? Can you locate it in your body? Can you articulate the words, if there are any to express the concern? Stay present. Fear can make us disassociate into fantasy and excuses. Keep yourself on the sandbar.
  • Consider the concern.
  •  ⁃ It’s important to consider that you may be receiving genuine guidance. So, look around? Is the stream about to drop you off the edge of the world? Is your canoe leaking? Do you have enough sandwiches in the cooler for this downstream journey? Check. Double-check.
  • Thank the mind. Don’t push against the fear or the feeling. Don’t get caught in stories about how you are always afraid, how your whole family had anxiety disorder, how this is the same damned sand bar you always get stuck on. Just invite the mind – and all of its concerns – into the canoe. Reassure the mind that you welcome it, that you honor it. Engage the mind with the question of how to get the canoe off of the sand bar. With a puzzle the solve, the mind will climb into the boat and pick up a paddle.
  • Look around. See that, now, with the mind sitting beside you, you have reentered the stream.

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Take a deep breath.

As you exhale; watch your breath. Watch it even though, of course, you cannot ‘see’ it. Watch it move out of your body into the wide space of not you that surrounds your body; watch it swirl into oneness with that space, that airy emptiness that is not empty at all – that air that is boundless, just as you are, and swirling with life, with light, with love.

Imagine that as you inhale and exhale the air – and the life – around you; the air and the life is also inhaling and exhaling you.

Imagine that as you breathe,  life is breathing you.

Love is breathing you.

So is light.

Breathing you.

You are part of a vast and interconnected universe; a wholeness that is not a conceptual wholeness – not a poetic metaphor to convey some sort of spiritual truth – but is in fact, a fact.

It’s science.

We are all energy. Albert Einstein said it. Physicist Max Planck said it while accepting the Nobel Prize for his work in atomic energy. Lynn McTaggart says it… and so beautifully in, The Field.

It’s all energy

Every breath that you take, energy – and that energy is made of smaller bits of energy, all of it breathing, moving, swirling into and out of form. Every particle of air, of light, of life is a tiny universe; and each of those universes, breathing.

Now imagine that you’r standing beneath a crystal clear canopy of stars and that every cell of your body is breathing, drinking in, their light.

You, breathing starlight. And each of those stars, millions of them, also, breathing you.

What would change if this were true? How would you live? How would you think? How would you love? How would you breathe, knowing that you are life, love, light breathing – and that all of life, love and light is, also, breathing you?

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My sister and me with umbrella

 

Here, at the beginning of the year, it’s a good practice to scan your life: what themes are emerging? What is rising in you? What calls from the future to be built toward in the present?

For me, things once ‘incomplete’ are now moving toward form - 

Family ties are deepening in a way that feels precious and private and rich.

New friendships emerge: calling me into partnerships that feel pregnant with beauty and potential

These unfinished ebooks are staring me down, asking: is this a real project? Is holding it here, in my imaginative space, adding to my world? Is it time to burn the notebooks?

My Soul Caller Training is pulling into a form that is shimmering with clarity, more beautiful and life changing than I imagined when, last year, it blew open the doors of my life.

The memoir, which I ache to work on, feels as if it is now aching for me. (This, for me, is a kind of calling. An irresistible merging with this story that is asking to be told.)

Travel, as always, and education. 

The trip to Paris that needs to be taken – with or without my daughter; and, as my son graduates from college, my own education calls to be finished. It is time to put some letters – M.A. and even, Ph.D. after my name.

As I work with clients, I understand what it means to put yourself fully into service; how working with others, on their stories, calls the best out of us… out of me.

I understand, also, what my elementary school principal meant when she said I was “not living up to” my potential. I understand this because I am coming closer to living up to it now. 

Not living up to my potential means, for me: shrinking from edges – in life, in myself, in my capacity (and by capacity, I mean: my ability to widen and deepen.) It has also meant using my past ‘failures’ as excuses to not do my best in the present.

Oh well, I used to say, I guess I am not the kind of person who does her best.

This year, My clients have shown me: we can change the kind of person we are. They showed this through their engaged enthusiasm, courageous edge crossing and the discovery of their own constant connection with themselves and with grace.

You are constantly connected with grace.

You know that, right?

You can change the kind of person you are.

You know that, too, don’t you? Nothing is written in stone; nothing so deeply woven in that the fabric can’t be pulled apart and rebraided.

You can reconfigure the architecture of self out of which you approach your work, your health, your sense of purpose. You can rebuild what you thought was broken. (It’s not broken.) You can re-encounter the people you thought were lost to you. (They’re not. Even if they are no longer alive.)

You can begin this process from where you are – no matter where you are.

Recalibration isn’t difficult. It only takes awareness of the places where you are not aligned, not resonating with the core of light that is, at the essential level, ‘really’ you.

This core of light is in everyone. No matter what has happened in the past. No matter what you have done – or not done.

This core of light isn’t difficult to find; though it may take some training to discern the particular feel of it; to learn your particular way of sensing it. After that, all it takes is practice.

You can experiment with this.

  • listen for it (the core of light has a sound, a vibration that some people can ‘hear’ with a kind of inner listening),
  • feel for it (the core of light has a vibration can be felt and sensed in the body – every cell in your body is vibrating toward resonance with this light, all of the time.)
  • look for it (sometimes, things just glow.)
  • align with it (adjusting thought, intention and action until it feels ‘right’.)

This kind of alignment will require you:

  • To trust your own senses, your own impressions.
  • To be willing to stop, sniff the air, feel into a situation.
  • To become, more and more… physical, even as you expand and open to divine light.

It requires you to discern and then, to set some intentions.

These are mine, for the beginning of 2012:

  • To align my life with people who inspire me.  Collaborate with resonance and support it.
  • To discern and defragment my life. To do this, I will withdraw my energy from projects which will never be finished; give them a proper burial, grieve them, if grief comes and let them go. Fully.
  • To reassign the energy I’ve been investing in the past and in unfinished projects into the present.
  • To give my full attention only to that which truly resonates; to animate this and love it into full expression.

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During the first half of this year, I will launch:

  1. A new Wisdom Series. Part video, part blog post. part book review. Each week, I’ll bring you someone who’s inspired me. Someone living at (or beyond) the edge of their comfort zone. I’m looking for people who move between the molecules of the world, people who plant seeds, nourish the world, and who, when they are thirsty for something, know how to make it rain. (If you know someone like this, please let me know.)
  2. The Soul Caller Circle – a supportive, interactive community for graduates of the Soul Caller training, a virtual campfire, a gathering place, a well. In practical terms: a once a month live gathering with me, an ongoing discussion space for sharing and supporting one another.
  3. The Soul Caller Training – LIVE! Details TBA.
  4. The Soul Call Book Club – a free, ongoing discussion group, on Twitter and Facebook. One GREAT book a month.
  5. Sunday morning #SoulCall - a living conversation about living a spiritual life in the middle of a material world. We meet every Sunday at 10 am/EST. To join the conversation, simply search for the hashtag #SoulCall.
  6. More products like this:  My Shadow and Light Cards. Use them to spark your soul journey this year. http://amyoscar.com/shadow-and-light/

As always, I love to hear about your journey, your challenges and breakthroughs by email or here, in the comments.

Happy New Year (again)

Amy

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Just a quick reminder about the January Soul Caller Training – a five-week program in deepening your intuition and connection to the guidance that is always there, always calling to you.

The third class is so lovely – a group of engaged, enthusiastic and beautiful beings who are already receiving signs from the angels – and already connecting with one another in our private Facebook group. They are ready to welcome you, if you are drawn to be there.

That said, I want to acknowledge that I know this class is starting pretty close to the biggest gift-giving extravaganza of the year – and that money may be tight right now. I am completely open to setting up a payment plan that works for you. If you want to be in this group, I want you there.

End of commercial: If you want to read more about the Soul Caller Training, it’s here.

Happy new year!

xxoo

Amy

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As this is going to be THE cultural story – the big meme – this year, I’ll be collecting intriguing and reasonably authoritative posts about the 2012 phenomenon until: a) the world ends; or, b) it doesn’t.

Here’s what I’ve got so far:

  1. Find your heart and you will find your way: a message from a Mayan Elder about 2012
  2. Spirit Library: The emptiness… and the real meaning of 2012
  3. Spirit TV: Doreen Virtue’s sweet little video about 2012.
  4. Jacob Nordby: Whatever happens, why not make this-A Year of Destiny and Purpose
  5. Andrea Maurer: Twenty Twelve - inspiring.
  6. NASA on 2012: It’s not really the end of the world

 

 

And if you would like to buy something from me…

Here are my Shadow and Light Cards.

And here is my book, Sea of Miracles

 

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In recent years, I’ve realized (finally) that mad parties and champagne toasts do not feed me. I have learned, instead, to spend new year’s eve (and day) opening the closet of myself and sorting through it.

What will I find this year? Some things I know:

  • I will find that I’ve reached an edge – in my work and in myself; that my heart no longer resonates with some of the things that I’ve built; and, that I want, quite fiercely, to expand into others.
  • I feel pulled to write more, and more deeply. I am frustrated with the pace that I (believe that I) must keep as a ‘blogger’ – I need vast expanses of time to sink into my memoir and I have not given myself this time.
  • I will find that I want to clean up my home.
  • I will find the need for a leaner, neater schedule. One client a day – so that I can give myself fully without draining down the energy that I need to power my own life.
  • I know that I will find frustration. I joined the gym last month and immediately came down with a flu that left me dragging for three weeks. I have paid a full membership fee and not been there once.

Some things I don’t know:

  • I don’t know what stops me from going to the gym, now that the flu is gone. I know some silly things, residue from high school. I don’t have the right gym clothes or gym bag. I don’t remember how the lockers work. I don’t have designer underwear. I know I’m afraid that if I stop to workout, I will lose my ‘morning mind,’ the open dream state out of which I do much of my writing. But there is something else, some resistance I will be exploring.
  • I don’t know the exact steps to take to get my work to a wider audience. But I know I must find them.
  • I don’t know where I will be when this year ends… though I know where I hope to be.

Last week, I talked about how to create a vision that you can’t help but fall in love with. A vision that will draw you forward, power you across edges in yourself: a vision that is worthy of your highest, best self.

This week, I offer my new year’s eve recipe for opening the closets in myself and sorting through them:
  1. Review the year. I like to go back through my calendar and remind myself where I’ve been, what I’ve done.
  2. Celebrate the good. Really. Stop and let in all of the ways that you hit the mark, made it work, got where you wanted to get.
  3. Note the ‘less good.” Gently. Let yourself see what you might not want to see. Do this without beating up on yourself, without judging. And do try to do it without ‘if only…” and “I should have…”
  4. Consider, for the ‘less good’: How do I wish it had been? (This post on regret might help with that.)
  5. Move out of ‘if only…” and “I should have…’ into acceptance. This is how it fell out. This is what was. From a spiritual perspective, things always unfold as they should. (This means, simply, that nothing is wasted; nothing happens that does not touch us, does not move us toward our destiny. Nothing.)
  6. Translate your ‘mistakes’ and ‘failures’ into guidance.
  7. Let it all go. Forgive yourself for being imperfect. Honor what you did and didn’t do.

And then… 

  • Throw yourself a little party with some scissors and glue, building a vision board, write in your journal. Let this party last as long as it needs to last. I am constantly updating my vision board; things change, new inspirations come. Nothing is set in stone. Let yourself – and your vision, evolve.
  • While you work, have some wine, or mulled cider, or a nice cup of tea.
  • Let Shuffle have its way with your playlist. Stop, every now and then, to dance.
  • As you dance, and write, and contemplate the coming year, let joy flood your body. Joy flooding your body is a very good thing.
  • Think about the world (and the life) that’s streaming toward you from the future.
  • Open to it.
  • Let yourself want it.
  • Let yourself love it.
  • When your eyelids get heavy, honor your body’s guidance and tuck yourself into bed.
  • Before you fall asleep, offer a prayer of gratitude for all that will be. Doing this now, here – before the goods arrive is powerful vision work. It tells the forces that co-create the world with you: I know that you are there; I sense your abiding love, your constant support. 
  • It affirms and strengthens your deep inner knowing that anything ANYTHING is possible with a strong vision, firmly held – and an open and eager heart.

PS If this kind of work resonates for you, I invite you to consider enrolling in the Soul Caller Training. You will find a full description here.

And now, here are some lovelies to start off a wonderful new year.

Andrea Maurer wants to know your ‘word’ for 2012.

Michael Nobbs invites you to Start to Draw Your Life

Go play with lovely Hiro Boga’s Deva Cards

Reconsider Reality. ”We are, in a sense, the same soul.” An interview with the non-physical entity named Bashar.

Start/Add to your “More of This List”

If you haven’t yet downloaded, Susannah Conway’s Unravel the new year guide, it’s still there. Free. A gift. For you.

Karen Caterson aka @SquarePegKaren and her daughter have made you this lovely free calendar. 

OWN Network premieres the “I Am” movie on New Year’s Day. 

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** This is how, last year, I loved my vision into being: I wrote three books, designed a successful online workshop, doubled my income, leased a new car, designed and built this website; attended conferences, wrote blog posts, built a Twitter following and a presence on Facebook – all while hitting my weekly deadline (I’ve also got a day job).

I don’t tell you this to brag but to demonstrate the power of a strongly held vision.

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This year, don’t waste all of that bright bubbly new year’s energy on fixing your body or changing the way you balance your checkbook: use it to change your whole life.

Here’s how to craft a vision you won’t give up on – and won’t be able to resist.

1) Get quiet. Allow images to drift toward you, watch for flashes and glimmers of what could be. Let them come all day long. Let them bubble up through your dreams.

  • I do this while sipping tea with cream.
  • I like silence. You can add music if you like.
  • You’ll want to keep your notebook close by.

2) Follow the energy. You know that little burst of excitement that flares when something new arrives? That’s guidance. Don’t let it get away.

3) Get curious. Keep asking: what is this? Scan it for detail; for contours and color, texture and temperature. What shining something has caught your inner eye?

4) Start taking notes. Even if it’s a bit fuzzy around the edges, write elaborate descriptions of the details that you can discern – invent the ones that you can’t quite make out.

  • I am wearing black yoga capri pants, my feet are bare, I’m walking across a large sunny room – the floors are hardwood, the walls are white – except for one wall of French doors, which open onto a balcony overlooking the sea. Over my shoulders, there is draped, a sheer silk shawl, the color of the water glistening outside the windows.

5) What else? As you write, keep looking at the image and asking: What else? When this vision manifests, who will be with me? What rooms will I walk through? What will my day be like? What will I wear? What will I eat? What will I see when I look out the window?

  • After working all morning in my writing cottage, I prepare for a meeting with my publisher. 

5) Make things up. As your vision forms, there will be things that you can’t quite make out. Make them up. For example, in my own vision, I don’t have any idea what the other rooms in that beachfront house are like. I can’t make out the location of the kitchen or the color of the bathroom tiles. That’s okay. Take out your mental paintbrush and play.

    • After working all morning in my writing cottage, I prepare for a meeting with my publisher. 
    • My maroon jade green convertible roadster is parked at the front door of the house – a stone Spanish Colonial with a circular brick-paved driveway. 
    • My husband works happily in his attic studio. As I drive away, I plan the dinner we’ll cook tonight. Fresh fish, which I’ll pick up at the market in town; a bottle of wine; a green salad; a wedge of sheep’s milk cheese. 

6) Feel into the vision. Use all of your senses. See it, hear it, smell it, taste it. Feel your vision surrounding and enfolding you. You are a part of the vision and it is a part of you.

  • My hair is long and wavy, pulled back in a loose braid with a pearl-studded clip. The sun warms my back;  the air smells of ocean, eucalyptus and lemon.

7)Weave a ‘story’ and place yourself at its center. Notice the way the details of my work and family life are woven into a whole-life story. This is the first step to every single thing that’s ever been created. You must see yourself there – see yourself living in that house, driving that car, doing that work.

8) Ask. Write, speak or pray your request to whatever deity, prophet or cosmic force you believe in. Do it in the way that feels the most natural and comfortable for you.

  • I take it to God: (because I believe in God.)
  • I speak out loud. You don’t have to.
  • I say: God, I know that you can do anything. I really want this, I love it already and I’ll do anything you guide me to do to make it happen.

9) Reconnect to your love for the vision. Let it flood your heart. This strengthens and clarifies your commitment and makes you a magnet, drawing the vision from idea into form.

10) Let what comes come. I end every prayer with: This or something better is streaming toward me now. So be it, so it is. In this way, I release control of the outcome. I let the angels guide me the rest of the way.

This is kind of like letting someone you trust steer the car while you step on the gas pedal… or vice versa (cuz you’ll take turns with God – steering, and driving.)

11) Hold the vision and let it in. Continue to hold the vision and follow the guidance that comes, allowing the world you’ve created to form around you and within you. 

In this way, with imagination, a strong vision and faith, all worlds that have ever been made were made.

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Inspiration Friday

For two weeks, I have been ‘thickening’, deepening. It is harder to think, harder to work and much harder to spin bright threads of words. I find myself turned inward, interior, contemplative. Perhaps spring will find me talkative again. For now, winter’s cloak is wrapped fully round my shoulders, quieting me, pressing me down into myself.

Yesterday, two friends asked: where is your post about the winter solstice?  I responded, as a bear caught napping, might. I yawned, rolled up to peek over the edge of this sleepiness to consider… what shall I say?

Winter solstice is a turning point. We have descended as far from the sun as it is possible, in the arc of a year, to be. And today, just two days into winter, though we have begun our ascent, we are still so very far from the light.

Where I live, it will be dark by 5:00 p.m and, though the weather is mild, there’s something in the air which chills me to the bone – an ancient wisdom, whispering: light a fire, make soup, quiet down.

The light toward which you turn is not in the sky, it whispers. The light that you seek lies within.

I look forward to a few months of winter, when the season of celebration ends: a hibernation, much needed after all of the striving and pushing of the past year; a long winter’s nap.

Today, on the darkest day of the year, as I call you to my campfire to talk about light. I am reminded of something WIlliam Wordsworth wrote, Come forth into the light of things. Let nature be your teacher. 

We cannot resist nature – we can pretend that we, humans, are not animals; not earthlings. But we are. When we let nature lead us, we learn to move with its cycles – to live ‘shorter’ in winter, to let the length of our days be determined by the length of the light. In this way, when we awaken in spring, we’ll be renewed, refreshed and ready for the blossoming and blooming.

Today, watching shoppers crowd into the cafe, I find wisdom in the I Ching.

“The powerful light that has been banished returns. There is movement but it is not brought about by force.” Rather, the I Ching tells us, the light returns naturally, spontaneously. Our work is devotion – to the organic unfolding of the light which inevitably comes, in its own way, in its own time.

“The idea of return is based on the course of nature,” the I Ching explains. “The movement is cyclic, and the course completes itself. Therefore it is not necessary to hasten anything artificially. Everything comes of itself at the appointed time.”

Today, though there is much to be done before the celebrations of the light, take the time to remember that all is unfolding as it will and as it should be. Take the time that you need to nourish and renew yourself. Reconnect with these simple truths: all is well; all is one and it is good - and let yourself sink into the depth that is offered by winter, the depth where you will find the light.

~ Happy Holidays from my home to yours. xxoo

Here are the goodies I’ve collected for you this Inspiration Friday:

Susannah Conway’s Unravel the new year guide. It’s free. It’s priceless. Go get it.

Your Other Names. A book of poems from Tara Sophia Mohr. Inspiring.

This crackling fire

A lovely cup of tea…  (If you follow me on Twitter, you may know that I’ve been trying to track down the distributors who provide my favorite restaurant with its wonderful house blend tea. It finally occurred to me that I could just ask at the restaurant.)

Finally, this reminder, from poet David Whyte, that you are never alone.

Your great mistake is to act the drama
as if you were alone. As if life
were a progressive and cunning crime
with no witness to the tiny hidden
transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny
the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely,
even you, at times, have felt the grand array;
the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding
out your solo voice. You must note
the way the soap dish enables you,
or the window latch grants you freedom.
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
The stairs are your mentor of things
to come, the doors have always been there
to frighten you and invite you,
and the tiny speaker in the phone
is your dream-ladder to divinity.

Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into
the conversation. The kettle is singing 
even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots
have left their arrogant aloofness and
seen the good in you at last. All the birds
and creatures of the world are unutterably
themselves. Everything is waiting for you.

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