Several months ago, I went on a Twitter diet. Probably connected to the Facebook re-alignment thing I did just before that. And, the overall shedding of things, that’s been a movement in my life, since October of 2010.
This movement (and it’s been just that), or desire for change, came from within. Although I did have and continue to count on, Universal aides and Divine prompts that grab my attention so that just for a moment, I can hear myself clearly say, “Yes, I want that.”
December 8 – Beautifully Different
Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful. (Author: Karen Walrond)
What’s been revealed to me this year, about my beautifully different, is a kinda of grace and ease that I bring to situations. I’ve learned, you gotta lighten up before you can light up. Learning how to be compassionate and understanding with myself, learning how to be more open (less reactive) to my own path and process. Noticing sorenesses and choosing to sooth them by acknowledging what wants to be acknowledged and allowing myself room to be where I’m at (we usually have judgments against our own feelings, a sneaky kind of self-rejection). Maybe even offer the soreness (myself) a bit of love and acceptance; otherwise there can be no lighting up.
This Friday, I’m in touch with deep feelings of gratitude and thanks. Seriously. I’m not just saying that ‘cuz I’m a coach and optimystical.
Gratitude for a 7 week old kitten. That just mysteriously “landed” in my universe Monday, October 11th. Mewing from under a car, where I crawled and maneuvered so I could catch him and pull him out of a wheel-well. So so scared. Heart beating fast. I remember hearing his cries for mom beginning around 4 am that morning and wondering “who’s kitty has been left outside?”
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This week flew by in a blurred whoosh. I heard a few songs that captivated me. I stopped, thought and relished.
But the truth is, this song hooked me about 3 or 4 weeks ago when I first heard it on Pandora. At the time, I was reflecting about the past, about a relationship, about the various relationships I’ve had with myself. And of course, others in my life who’ve touched me in special ways and… thinking about how the relationship itself didn’t exactly turn out the way I’d planned or hoped.
Music is such an important part of my life.
It soothes my heart when I feel broken. It inspires me. I feel strengthened and fortified somehow by music. Mostly, music articulates in a way that only music can. And I love that about it. That a song can completely captivate me… grab my heart and stop whatever else is happening. Lyrics, rhythms, melodies and their artists. I am head over heels.
It’s Friday. And it feels like a good time to share how music moved me this week. How it showed up. What the song told me. Who I thought about while I listened. Just really anything I want to share about why this song and why now.
New Moon. Beginnings. Fresh starts. What a perfect day to write and begin again! After my gut-wrenching last post, I’ve just been taking time with myself and giving myself lots of room. That means whatever I feel, I feel. And trying not to judge any part of it; my feelings, the situation or reactions from others.
“If we were REALLY being authentic, we’d admit it hurts like hell.”
In Naomi Dunford’s latest post, she talks about how we (try to) filter our authenticity through ‘only the feel good’ stuff (which isn’t real authenticity at all) and the high cost of being truly authentic when you’re ittybiz’in it.
That last line is what did it for me. I (have finally) found my permission. Not from Naomi but in her demonstration and willingness to take the risk of showing her pain.