The Ultimate Yes

Sacred Life Sunday ~ Loving my own company

I'm generally a social butterfly.  I enjoy intermingling with others and tend to get along with most folks. But then there are days...(and today was one of them) when I just would rather curl up in my coziest jammies, drink cups of hot chocolate with real whipped cream (none of the calories would count) and spend the entire day wiith just me, myself and I.  

I know when it's time for me to take a break from the whirlwind of my life.  Endless mind chatter and shortness of breath are sure signs I need some serious chillin' out.  So tonight (after playing front desk spa girl solo for 10 hours), I came home, put on the running gear and headed for the beach.  My physical expediture is now being amply rewarded with tasty late-night snacks.  Dinner was a peach/banana/coconut cream/vanilla soy milk smoothie and continues to be (as I stuff another handful in my mouth)  white cheddar popcorn. This is what I call "a sacred Sunday meal".  When food tastes as good as what I just consumed, it is indeed a spiritual experience.

So what's got me so stressed-out this evening that it's created a bit of havoc inside and caused mass consumption of flavored-kernal goodness?   Well, my big dream of opening up a movement studio dedicated to free-form dance is now less than six weeks away.  And while that is incredibly exciting, it's also very in-my-face.  All my nasty fear gremlins have come out of hiding and now I have the opportunity to either get rid of them for good or finally make friends with them.   I'm pathetically behind in all of my online correspondance (I won't even tell you the number of emails in my inbox) and I haven't been writing as much as I would like to. 

And then I stop...close my eyes...breathe deeply...surrender all thoughts...and I remember...in this moment...how incredibly fortunate I am to be of sound mind and healthy body...and I realize what a gift today was...and if I'm lucky, I'll have another day tomorrow.  

I'm never lonely when I'm alone and yet I'm still learning to love all of me.  

Sacred Life Sunday ~ Beyond Being Blessed

 

It's early Sunday morning.  This photograph was taken outside a fabulous restaurant I visited while I was in Berkeley a month ago. It's a great question, isn't it?  It's the kind of question I should get in the habit of asking myself daily.  In the whirl and swirl of living life, it's easy to forget how incredibly blessed I am.  In this moment, these are the thoughts in my heart...

• I am blessed with a healthy body and a sound mind.
• I am blessed with a family who loves me unconditionally.
• I am blessed to live in a cozy home by the ocean.
• I am blessed to be married to the love of my life.
• I am blessed with an abundance of amazing and caring friends.
• I am blessed to be able to dance.
• I am blessed to be have things in my life that nurture my spirit...books, music and art.
• I am blessed to be here...on this planet...in this body...living life fully...right now.

How are you blessed today?  Have a lovely Sunday!

Sacred Life Sunday ~ On being one

If you haven't seen this movie yet, go to the website, watch the trailer and then pay your $5.97 to experience it.   It won't tell you anything you already don't know, but it will remind you of what you may have forgotten.

Here's another lovely film (that's free to watch online) that will tug at your heart strings, cause tears to fall and make you remember your very own "Olympic Moment".  

Today I surfed for the very first time and discovered how I could be "one" with the ocean in a way I've never before experienced.  I've always had an appreciation for and love of big water and today, (as a virgin surfer) both grew exponentially.  It was powerful and magical and it was, without a doubt, an ultimate yes in my life.  There's so much more I could say about surfing and the ocean and being one with all of it, but my body aches all over and sleep is calling my name. 

Surfing was wild and wonderful and it was sacred in a way I hadn't anticipated.  One day out in the water, on a board, on a wave and I'm already hooked.  Spirit often sneaks up on you when you least expect it to.  Love that.

Returning Home

 

"All such action would cease if those powerful elemental forces were to cease stirring within us".  ~Albert Einstein

Home for me is so much more than a place where I reside.   It's not location-specific nor can it be found on a map.  It's a feeling inside me and I definitely know when I'm not "home".  I've been on a quiet journey of late and I've recently returned from my traveling.  While I visited some lovely places, nothing quite compared to the silent trip I took in my own heart. 

This morning's reading in the Science of Mind magazine captured that feeling inside oh-so well.  It's good to be home again.

The Stirring    

There is a stirring within me, a quiet rumble, not a roar.  It has no particular shape or form.  It is not born of the past and does not live in the future.  It is a movement of consciousness following a course all of its own.

Sometimes I try to squelch the stirring because it is uncomfortable, but the stirring persists.  It grows in the womb of the unknown.  It has a life of its own.  I do not know where it will take me.  Yet I trust the movement of the stirring.   I feel the power of the stirring and I am willing to change in the stirring.

The stirring is for more life. It is for a greater expression.  It is beyond your imagination and it is never planned.  Do not crush the stirring;  it is the result of your deepest prayers.  It is the substance of your desire to be more.  It is love in its natural state, waiting to be used.  The stirring is the new, never-birthed you.  It is the rhythm of life sounding a new beat.  It is the calling of your own heart. 

Stay close to the stirring.  Do not travel far.  For the stirring will take you to your next destination, it will unearth your next creation and it will tranform you into all you truly are. 

May you follow the stirring within you.