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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Volume of Visions

In the movie, The Legend of Bagger Vance, Junah speaks of losing his swing. The golf game is an amazing metaphor to so many lessons in life.  There are times that we lose our vision and are tested by our trials and hardships.  When we feel like we have lost our "authentic swing" we have lost the ability to truly see ourselves, our souls and the possibilities.  Having a Bagger Vance, a spiritual guide, show up for us to find our own vision again is available if we stay open.   Guidance can show up in many ways by seeing the volume of visions within ourselves.  Taking a look inside to see ones own strength and courage to stay true to your unique way to be in this world is just a breath away.  Before you hit the ball, take a moment to come into yourself with a breath and stay focused on your visions.   Just like the golf game, life isn't about winning, its about playing.  Within that playing is the ability to look, love and laugh at yourself.  Love is a very powerful tool and it starts from inside.  It is at these times that our true authentic sweet swing shows up.



"So be lonely. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings."
-Liz Gilbert, Eat Pray Love

Monday, May 23, 2011

U ... U ... U ...

Uniquely Understanding Us Under this Universal Umbrella.

Unfortunately so many of us experience an undermining of our true selves early on in life which makes imprints on us and our understanding of our true essence.  An atmosphere void of unconditional love  and the discomfort of self  not being able to just be as is creates a "false self" to navigate this world.  This "un" self looks for external sources for soothing and comfort and confirmation becoming the person that often others need us to become while blocking the true unique YOU.  Trying to live up to other's idea of who we are becomes our own internal mental story and the only way to feel that value of self is to distort the external world.  What ever "false self" we have assumed or learned to identify with will not be deeply grounded in our bodies.                                                                    

Understanding  is the start to "un"doing the undermining of self.

Underneath the veneer is an unbelievably unique being.  To provide first to self that totally unconditional  environment to "just be" is a start.  Imagine giving to self;  unlimitedunrestrictedunquestioning, completetotal, absoluteout-and-outunequivocal love and acceptance.  WOW!   Imagine that.   
Then image this;
once the true self lives and loves from the inside out, the ability to soothe and truly hold others is a universal pay it forward.  WOW WOW!!!


So, how do we do that?   This is the inquiry!


I am going to my yoga mat to feel my body from the inside and start my grounding there this morning.




FOOTNOTE:
After consideration of my original idea of this weekly blog going from A-Z and back again, I've decided to allow the second half of the year to explore weekly in a different way.   Finding lots of relief and openings from my yoga mat  ... I will be exploring in detail, specific yoga poses for all to have a starting place or continuation of understanding from our bodies.  These truly amazing hosts we have to walk around this world ... lets explore them more and how we can honor and learn so much from our bodies.   Let's continue our GROUNDING & GROWING.





Monday, May 16, 2011

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

S

SO ... stepping into silence!
Such a sweet place to be.
Softly swaying on the soles til the silence appears.
Showing the silhouettte in our stance as the skeletal body stacks itself in that sweet silent spot.
In this safe solitude ...
Secretly soar within to feel grounded in the soil -
Swelling up towards the sky with a growing soul.
Opposite spaces to stand in serenity.
Smiling to self.
Stepping into silence.
The start of the story ....







another story ....  Sharing the attic with the squirrels or something ...
                            such sounds and secrecy inside the space upstairs.

Monday, May 2, 2011