With more than 40 thoughts washing through our mind ~ body ~ spirit connection each minute, we are forever teetering on the edge of our own possibilities. Many of our passing reflections reaffirm the reality we are creating. Just as many fleeting impressions are there to offer us choices.
It’s the niggling nudges as well as life’s clear requests for direction that often find us rooted on the shores of reason though we believe our best answers would be found in the fluid sea of personal spirit. Our mind shows up with lists, experiences, old advice, and routines. It’s linear, logical, and limited. Spirit is expansive and encompassing, comfortable with potential, dreams, and winding paths.
When you change, your life changes. So simple. So profound. So surprising when it happens.
We set our sights on a destination that feels promising and begin our journey. Making new choices, we notice ourselves moving forward, but any given day feels more familiar than fresh. We might lose weight or learn a new computer program, but, at the end of the day, our comfortable routines rule the hours.
Learning about life in a cauldron of childhood sexual abuse leaves survivors with simmering confusion. Many of our impressions and beliefs about ourselves were born in psychological chaos. We arrived at adulthood too wise and achingly innocent. We began traveling down that path carrying a backpack of misconceptions.
Our sexuality was surely twisted and often crumbled into pieces. What should have been left for our own exploration, timing, and choices was ripped out of our control. Many of us were required to participate before we could fathom adult physical intimacy. Some of us were trapped by fear or the power and authority of our abuser. Others had their very innocent, normal desire for affection exploited.
Like a puppy, personal spirit is most inclined to romp and explore when it senses we feel safe. That kind of one-ness with our surroundings comes to each of us in different places. It might be found on a quiet walk with Mother Nature or playing drums with abandon. For many, this embracing connection is part of being home.
February is just around the corner and it’s a great time to notice the energy you have already created around this month. Does it feel like a puppy romping in joy? A cat curled up by a fire? If you had to name the feeling, what would it be? Is the soup of energy you have simmering on your February stove a tasty blend of your favorite ingredients, over-salted with responsibilities, or peppered with spirit plans?
Each of us has a sense of this time that is so clearly marked on the calendar of our mind. The energy of those beliefs will shape our experience while we travel through the 29 days. They will take us into March. Recognizing this empowers us.
Many of us resist tears when feelings threaten to take us back to our past abuse. Convinced they will never stop once we let them through the dam, we rely on old ways of managing our discomfort.
Like the air we breathe, our personal spirit flows in and out of every experience. Whatever we are doing. Whatever is happening. Its presence is resilient, beautiful, and distinctive for each of us.
I believe personal spirit is the empowering, communicating connection between our inner wisdom, Universal knowledge, and our unique selves. It’s the undiluted you… or me. Connected to our past, present, and future, carrying the blueprint for what we have to share, conscious of our personal magic, it is always FOR our well-being.
Goals and resolutions aren’t really my cup of tea now that I’m talking to energy. I like to think the New Year is an opportunity to gaze into a stunning, star-splattered night sky and imagine each twinkle is smiling at me with a possibility. And using my feelings like a magnetic coin detector, I get to connect to the shining potential I want to manifest. In quantum reality, I’ve learned this is my surest guide.
My needs would be weighed down by fear. Will-power is a weak ally. Determination often comes wearing a cloak of shame as best-efforts began to fade. But passion tweaked, purpose tickled, creativity intrigued, and joy stimulated… these feelings will not only help me identify what I want to create in the months to come, they will carry me over the bumps along the way.
It takes Superman courage and Wonder Woman determination to embrace healing the wounds of childhood sexual abuse. That choice comes with change. And though there are compelling reasons to invite this renewal, we are also inclined to hold on dearly to whatever stability we have created out of the chaos of our past experience.
Christmas has an energy as surely as the tree we decorate. And like the tree, we get to choose how it will look and feel. We’re doing it all year long, but now, in December, with thought energy, belief energy, and feeling energy coming together with the power of so much focus all around us, we are hanging the ornaments of our Christmas experience.
Knowing how energy works, I recognize I’m on a treasure hunt for the “ornaments” I want to use. Oh, I have a life-time of choices tucked away in the boxes of my experiences. I know the inclination to use tradition and heart-pulls from the past. But in any one moment, the Universe offers me a million possibilities and I’m inclined to get “jiggy” about the adventure of choosing which parts of the past I will weave into this year’s Christmas adventure.
It’s the niggling nudges as well as life’s clear requests for direction that often find us rooted on the shores of reason though we believe our best answers would be found in the fluid sea of personal spirit. Our mind shows up with lists, experiences, old advice, and routines. It’s linear, logical, and limited. Spirit is expansive and encompassing, comfortable with potential, dreams, and winding paths.
We set our sights on a destination that feels promising and begin our journey. Making new choices, we notice ourselves moving forward, but any given day feels more familiar than fresh. We might lose weight or learn a new computer program, but, at the end of the day, our comfortable routines rule the hours.
Our sexuality was surely twisted and often crumbled into pieces. What should have been left for our own exploration, timing, and choices was ripped out of our control. Many of us were required to participate before we could fathom adult physical intimacy. Some of us were trapped by fear or the power and authority of our abuser. Others had their very innocent, normal desire for affection exploited.
Each of us has a sense of this time that is so clearly marked on the calendar of our mind. The energy of those beliefs will shape our experience while we travel through the 29 days. They will take us into March. Recognizing this empowers us.
I believe personal spirit is the empowering, communicating connection between our inner wisdom, Universal knowledge, and our unique selves. It’s the undiluted you… or me. Connected to our past, present, and future, carrying the blueprint for what we have to share, conscious of our personal magic, it is always FOR our well-being.
My needs would be weighed down by fear. Will-power is a weak ally. Determination often comes wearing a cloak of shame as best-efforts began to fade. But passion tweaked, purpose tickled, creativity intrigued, and joy stimulated… these feelings will not only help me identify what I want to create in the months to come, they will carry me over the bumps along the way.
Knowing how energy works, I recognize I’m on a treasure hunt for the “ornaments” I want to use. Oh, I have a life-time of choices tucked away in the boxes of my experiences. I know the inclination to use tradition and heart-pulls from the past. But in any one moment, the Universe offers me a million possibilities and I’m inclined to get “jiggy” about the adventure of choosing which parts of the past I will weave into this year’s Christmas adventure.
