Thursday, 09 September 2010

  • What if?

    What if everyone allowed themselves to open to the infinite possibilities of love? Radical love.

    What if each one of us gave ourselves the gift to be completely open and vulnerable to giving and receiving a love so radical nothing could stand in its way...if we truly allowed the power of love to move us into higher octaves of being.

    What if?

    Can you imagine? Can you even allow yourself the gift of opening your mind wide enough to think about it for even a moment...what would your life be like if you allowed yourself to love everyone in your life without any restrictions, barriers, walls, guards, shields, etc. holding nothing back...what would your love be capable of? What would you tell the people closest to you? What action would you take if you were completely released to love? Would you parachute from a plane to simulate the feeling of falling or flying? Would you give all your possessions away to express your gratitude? Would you write a love letter revealing all of the words and feelings inside? Would you start with taking care of yourself or would you attempt to love others first? What would you tell a child about love, and its infinite possibilities? What would you do if you were completely unafraid to love to your fullest capacity?

    What if someone loved you with completely radical notions? They had a way of knowing exactly what it is that you need, on all levels, and they were able to deliver? What would that be like? What would you want? What would you ask for? What is it that would take your breath away? What if you opened yourself to receiving radical love? How would your life change? If even receiving this radical love for only one moment? What would that bring to you? What would it take for you to receive this love? How scary is it to dream about?

    What if you just opened up...to LOVE?

Monday, 14 June 2010

  • Be at choice - Choose joy

    Recently, as I was driving to meet my friend for our morning walk it began raining, as I got closer to our meeting place the rain continued to come down with greater intensity. I noticed myself becoming angry with this change in the weather, growing sour and sarcastic wanting to turn around and go back to bed. But on I went, meeting my friend and we walked in the rain, the entire time I noticed how thin the line within myself was - between accepting the moment as is was, and being on the verge of anger. This rain changed my morning plans, and as I continued to notice my intolerance, my lack of desire to be flexible, I had to remind myself several times to "Be at choice" with the moment, the morning, the day. I could choose to be happy, I could choose to embrace what was present and find joy in what I could create with it, or I could fight this morning rain and choose misery. So I checked my anger and let it go, knowing there was nothing in it for me. I chose to shift to a place of acceptance. And in this place of acceptance I found great peace as I listened to the sounds of the rain and allowed my negative thoughts and feelings to be washed away in the rain. Embracing change. And as I did so, I encountered many blessings, much peace as I curled up on the couch and allowed myself to be quiet in the time I would have been busying myself, the weather gave me the opportunity to quiet myself, to be still, to take the time to just breathe, listen, be peaceful, and joyful.

    "Change is to our lives as water is to our bodies. Without it we dry up. It is the Source. Change wakes us up; change keeps us from falling asleep during the best bits of our life."  -Mary Anne Radmacher-

Wednesday, 02 June 2010

  • The Punching Bag

    Remember the little blowup punching bags you may have had as a child? How they would sway back and forth after taking a blow - only the gravitational pull of the weight in the bottom of the bag keeping it on the ground and returning to it its center. You give it a big smack and bobbing back and forth it would go, until enough time had passed from the intensity of the blow, the bag finding its center once again. Sometimes if the blow was big enough  the bag would go sliding across the room, then the bag would bobble back to its center.

    I feel as though this could be a constant state of life if we are not rooted to our center. When we live unaware of where our center is, what our center feels like, and what knocks us off our center, life can knock us around and uproot us - tossing us into a dizzying bobble. Making processing information, decisions making, the ability to connect with others, completing tasks, enjoying life, and sometimes just breathing unimaginably difficult. Thus the unending importance for each of us to dig down deep within ourselves to find our center, feeling the depth of our roots, keeping us steady, keeping us strong, keeping us balanced, in place and avoiding being blown across the room with each passing moment.

     

     

Monday, 17 May 2010

  • Greatest Mania

    "If the greatest mania of all is passion: and if I am a natural slave to passion: and if the balance between my brain and soul and my body is as wild and delicate as the skin of a Ming vase - well, that explains a lot of things, doesn't it?"          From Kingdom of Feary by Hunter S. Thompson.

     

    So, I recently took the leap from a secure, 9-5, Monday-Friday job as a Senior Behavior Therapist into the crazy oblivion, or greatest mania: following my passion. I have spent the past ten days allowing my head to adjust. As my head adjusts, my heart explodes with radical and untamed love for people affected by autism.

    Feeling the liberation of the freedom around me now, to simply love, serve, and support each individual in the uniqueness of their needs.

    Getting to know entire families, helps put the pieces of harmonious-living together.

    Finding balance. Ahhh, balance....always a shifty thing!

    And breathing...actually reminding myself I am breathing...I am alive...I am living!

     

    "Take a risk, and put your heart's true desire into action!"

     

Thursday, 29 April 2010

  • Dreamweaving

    In helping families discover their dreams I cannot help but agree with Adler's (Alfred Adler is the father of Individual Psychology, a psychology emphasizing the uniqueness and individuality of each person) investigation of dreams and their meaning. Adler observed that dreams of the dream time (or "dream life") and the dreams of the waking life worked together. He found that everyone has the same underlying goals in their dreams as they have in waking life, as if we have to strive towards goals not only in our waking life, but also our dream life.

    Often times, we don't remembering our dreams (from our dream time), the pictures or the meaning of our dreams, therefore all we have to go on is the feeling the dreams arouse in us. Thus, the aim of our dreams are the feeling they leave us with.

    Get to know the feeling of your dreams, create a support system, root yourself in yourself in the feeling of your dreams, believe in yourself and the support system you have created, and live your dream.

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    • Member Since: 1/2/2010

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