The Law of Attraction first danced across my scape back in 2006 when my big sister introduced me to "The Secret". I'm not ashamed to say that by half way into the movie I was struggling to stay awake, feeling somewhat unsettled by some of the things it was saying and presenting. Suffice to say it was not "attracting" me at the time.
Fast forward to the beginning of 2011 and another conversation with my sister that touched on the laws of attraction and manifesting prosperity. Having reached a crux point in my own life in terms of health and wealth, it was clear that my current matrix of beliefs and patterns were not producing the results I was looking for, so I was definitely open to something new. I decided to purchase the Laws of Attraction and Money, the Vortex, and the Power as audiobooks, and soon found myself listening - intently and deeply - to what they had to say. The "a'ha's" came pouring forth, and I soon found myself leaping onto a whole new trapeze of viewing and playing.
One of the biggest "a'ha's" was around cleaning up any patterns of negative thinking, self-importance, judging others or myself. This "house-cleaning" is what I now teasingly refer to as "putting my knives back into the drawer, where they will stay unless absolutely required." The foundational premise for doing this is that "like attracts like", so if I am unconsciously entertaining myself (or just filling the blank spaces) with any kind of negative or unproductive inner dialogue, I am very likely attracting that kind of energy into my life on some level. No thanks, I say, no more straying unconsciously into mental realms of cutting and paring, as this serves no one, least of all myself.
Consequently I have become aware of just how quickly "cutting" thoughts can fly across my radar, originating from a highly patterned source (after all, I have been practicing for many, many years). As a result I am now developing some skill in catching these volleys in mid-flight - at times diving for them, and other times leaping high into the air - and am taking the time to crack them open to scoop the gold inside.
As an example, an old acquaintance recently surfaced in my life, someone who has, in the past, caused me a fair amount of irritation. When his name flashed across my computer screen, my first instinct was to recoil and think "oh no, NOT him again!" Then I got out my catcher's mitt, grabbed the volley, and with the help of a good friend took some time to sit with the question of "why does this individual irritate me so much?". In a matter of minutes we were able to laser in on this turnaround phrase, which put me in a place of gratitude instead of irritation: "thank you for the gift of mirroring my own tendency to self importance".
My friend and I had a good laugh about it, and I now know that this individual will no longer trigger any sense of irritation in me - indeed, on some level he has been teaching me something all along, albeit it wasn't penetrating. Now I know that it took me putting my knives into the drawer to be able to receive and understand what that was.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
To Move is to Live, To Live is to Move
This particular March morning happened to be one of those fabulous bluebird weekend mornings that affirms, in no uncertain terms, why we locals get giddy about our good fortune of living in Kimberley. Hefting my cross-country skis on my shoulder, I decided to catch some early tracks and spectacular views of the Rockies at our local nordic centre (http://www.kimberleynordic.org).
Finding an easy rhythm on the well-groomed trails, it was easy to let my mind wander a web of trails through its own unique landscape. Recovering as I am from some major surgery in January, matters of health and wellness, mind-body connection and attunement are often front of mind these days, and this morning was no exception.
In the time leading up to diagnosis of cancer and subsequent surgery to remove it, my acupuncturist had often observed in me conditions known in Traditional Chinese Medicine as "stagnant liver", "stagnant blood" and "spleen qi deficiency". It is interesting how sometimes we don't really understand what we have had in terms of "dis-eases" and imbalances until we have gotten past them and are able to look back with the greater clarity and consciousness gained through successful navigation of the "healing crisis."
As I was rounding a gentle uphill bend in the trails, full of joy and gratitude for being able to ski with such ease again, I reflected back on my life prior to the diagnosis and realized that it had been, in fact, "stuck" and "stagnant" in many ways - perhaps most importantly with respect to my own self concepts, sense of limitations, and ideas of what I am here to create. Life was comfortable, but just barely. Imagination was wanting. Vision was near-sighted at best - indeed, I was loathe to examine the long term implications of my core beliefs, values and trajectory of the day. My metaphorical "fire" was small in a stingy sort of way, and the woodpile was being closely rationed just in case there was to be a shortage.
Yikes, I say, as I look back on this last chapter with the realization that I had unconsciously allowed myself to fall into a rather dark chasm of scarcity and lack of self-belief. Definitely not going back there again!
It was then, as I was reflecting on the past months and thoroughly enjoying the full-body movement and aesthetic of cross-country skiing in these beautiful mountains, that the words dropped into my head "to move is to live, and to live is to move." I now know that there is no place for stagnation of any kind in my life anymore. We are indeed here to live, to move, to learn, to create, to explore, to discover, to sense, to find what gives us knowledge and pleasure.....all the while knowing that this is a moving target as we grow, change and evolve....which means getting out of one's comfort zone fairly regularly.
So the real challenge, it would seem, is to keep up with and meet the evolutionary demand that the "higher self" is continually making upon one - gently beckoning us to discover just how big and expansive we really are (yet capable of wielding an attention-grabbing 2 x 4 if we insist on burying our head in the sand). This is where both grace and courage would seem to be essential qualities. Ho!
Finding an easy rhythm on the well-groomed trails, it was easy to let my mind wander a web of trails through its own unique landscape. Recovering as I am from some major surgery in January, matters of health and wellness, mind-body connection and attunement are often front of mind these days, and this morning was no exception.
In the time leading up to diagnosis of cancer and subsequent surgery to remove it, my acupuncturist had often observed in me conditions known in Traditional Chinese Medicine as "stagnant liver", "stagnant blood" and "spleen qi deficiency". It is interesting how sometimes we don't really understand what we have had in terms of "dis-eases" and imbalances until we have gotten past them and are able to look back with the greater clarity and consciousness gained through successful navigation of the "healing crisis."
As I was rounding a gentle uphill bend in the trails, full of joy and gratitude for being able to ski with such ease again, I reflected back on my life prior to the diagnosis and realized that it had been, in fact, "stuck" and "stagnant" in many ways - perhaps most importantly with respect to my own self concepts, sense of limitations, and ideas of what I am here to create. Life was comfortable, but just barely. Imagination was wanting. Vision was near-sighted at best - indeed, I was loathe to examine the long term implications of my core beliefs, values and trajectory of the day. My metaphorical "fire" was small in a stingy sort of way, and the woodpile was being closely rationed just in case there was to be a shortage.
Yikes, I say, as I look back on this last chapter with the realization that I had unconsciously allowed myself to fall into a rather dark chasm of scarcity and lack of self-belief. Definitely not going back there again!
It was then, as I was reflecting on the past months and thoroughly enjoying the full-body movement and aesthetic of cross-country skiing in these beautiful mountains, that the words dropped into my head "to move is to live, and to live is to move." I now know that there is no place for stagnation of any kind in my life anymore. We are indeed here to live, to move, to learn, to create, to explore, to discover, to sense, to find what gives us knowledge and pleasure.....all the while knowing that this is a moving target as we grow, change and evolve....which means getting out of one's comfort zone fairly regularly.
So the real challenge, it would seem, is to keep up with and meet the evolutionary demand that the "higher self" is continually making upon one - gently beckoning us to discover just how big and expansive we really are (yet capable of wielding an attention-grabbing 2 x 4 if we insist on burying our head in the sand). This is where both grace and courage would seem to be essential qualities. Ho!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Nature Speaks, Nature Heals
Several years ago I had the good fortune to study Ecopsychology through Project Nature Connect (http://www.ecopsych.com), learning first hand how we humans and nature can communicate with one another on sensory levels in ways that can restore well-being, balance and connection inside of us.
The core principle is very simple: when outdoors and/or in nature, allow yourself to open your senses to the environment around you; via one or more of your 53 senses, you will soon find yourself drawn or attracted to something: perhaps a particular tree, flower, scent, feeling of the wind on your skin, a bird or bug or spider's web, a dew drop or a gleaming body of water, a particular cloud or the way the clouds are moving across the sky or the shadows they are creating on the land...it can be just about anything.
What matters is that your attention has been attracted to something via your senses and you are giving yourself permission to follow this gentle impulse and explore what has attracted you, all the while asking yourself questions like "what sense (or combination of senses) attracted me to "this", why is this particular thing attractive to me, how does it make me feel, how might it connect with something that is going on in my life/consciousness right now, what can it teach me in terms of finding better balance and connection inside of myself, etc."
Often times I will go for a walk or hike and start to follow and explore what I am naturally attracted to, allowing myself to use my senses to learn and become intimate with whatever that might be, in a way that respects and honours boundaries at the same time. I am always amazed by the wise answers, reflections, and "a'ha's" nature provides on things I am working through for myself. My gratitude goes to Michael Cohen for openly sharing this teaching with the world.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Reflections on "Wellness"
This posting actually has its roots back in June 2010 when I was attending an Art of Hosting workshop in Edmonton (see www.artofhosting.com). Focused as it was on the art of hosting powerful and transformative conversations and interactions between people, this was, hands-down, one of the best and most soul-nourishing skills training workshops I have ever attended.
Near the end of the workshop, after being given some solo time to walk and be in nature, I found myself sitting quietly in the big gathering room, waiting for all of the other students to return, and contemplating the meaning of "well" and "wellness".
All of a sudden it struck me like a lightning bolt: to be "well" is like being a well, as in a real well from which we draw sweet and life-giving water from the earth below our feet. A well is protected inside of the earth, just as our own wellness emanates from deep in our core. When we are really "well", we are calm, tranquil, know the tremendous depth of who we are and that the earth will always be able replenish the waters in our well as long as we don't draw them out too quickly or in too much volume.
I have been doing some meditations where I visualize a beautiful well with pure golden water deep inside of me, and then imagine myself deep inside of that well. The feeling of peace and a very centred kind of fluidity that comes with that meditation is a welcome salve to what seems at times to be an over-heated outer world that is constantly racing and grasping at top speed for one thing or another.
Be sure to try it out for yourself!
Near the end of the workshop, after being given some solo time to walk and be in nature, I found myself sitting quietly in the big gathering room, waiting for all of the other students to return, and contemplating the meaning of "well" and "wellness".
All of a sudden it struck me like a lightning bolt: to be "well" is like being a well, as in a real well from which we draw sweet and life-giving water from the earth below our feet. A well is protected inside of the earth, just as our own wellness emanates from deep in our core. When we are really "well", we are calm, tranquil, know the tremendous depth of who we are and that the earth will always be able replenish the waters in our well as long as we don't draw them out too quickly or in too much volume.
I have been doing some meditations where I visualize a beautiful well with pure golden water deep inside of me, and then imagine myself deep inside of that well. The feeling of peace and a very centred kind of fluidity that comes with that meditation is a welcome salve to what seems at times to be an over-heated outer world that is constantly racing and grasping at top speed for one thing or another.
Be sure to try it out for yourself!
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