I was in fact suppose to post this a little over two weeks ago....I do believe everything happens for a reason, and had I posted it then despite my best efforts it would have been incomplete. Let me explain why; while I have been practicing "getting real" there have been a series of events in the last two weeks that really tested my initial thoughts on this subject. So now I can come to you, not only with suggestion and ways to practice, but with some results as well.
Now, on to getting real.... We wear many faces, this is not a bad thing. We have certain faces for family, due to patterns that have been established over the years. We have a face for friends, sometimes many, depending on the the nature of the friendships. We have our professional face, for what society thinks is acceptable to fit into a larger collective consciousness. So I sat down and wrote out all the different faces, or masks I wear. Again, we all do this. And it is important to note we do it with the best of intentions, and to achieve the best possible outcome for any scenario we find ourselves in. But here's the problem, we are only showing a portion of ourselves. So lets change the word of face to mask. The very image of mask, is something we wear to cover part of ourselves, just as we do with clothing. Why do we wear them? Protection. Let us ask protection for who? For ourselves, or for others? Maybe sometimes both. The portion we do show either comes from ego, thinking it's what will serve best; Fear, because we are scared others might not understand our true selves; Habit, because it is what we have been taught to do and therefore have always done, and we do what we think works. But Again, I challenge you. First I challenged myself. We deserve to show our true selves for our own well being, other people deserve our whole self, and lastly so does the world.
Most of us probably think, we do know our whole self...I know I did....until I realized I didn't. You can't know something unless you take an interest in it. Until you know and are comfortable with the good the bad and the ugly. If we don't accept certain things about ourselves, how are others ever going to understand it, much less see it? This is where we make a conscious effort to see all of ourselves, all the time. Again, because we need to, we deserve to.This is where practice begins.... And how you choose to do it, only you know. But if we can release the burden of the luggage we carry full of all these "Masks" to pull out whenever we feel like we need need them ends. Because as long as we carry our masks, we are depriving most importantly ourselves and others from the beautiful uniqueness and gifts we have to offer. We deny ourselves resources from source, and we deny others authenticity. This is what is happening, and this is a direct result of the situations we find ourselves in despite our best efforts not to.
I wish I could tell you getting real is easy, that you receive a sense of clarity instantly, and that everyone reacts positively. It would be a lie. Which brings to me to the word "lie" - we lie to ourselves a little each day, sometimes we lie to others, and when we put on our correct "masks" for the right circumstances, well that is the most harmful lie of all. At this point, I am willing to bet some of you are very uncomfortable with this. Please keep reading....
I know I was. When I decided to sit down and write down all the masks I wore, I felt fake, vulnerable, and all of the sudden untrustworthy of myself not to tow the higher line I had been gifted, one main reason was fear of failure and success. The other was sheer disappointment in how I had treated myself. Trust was a big issue as well. If I didn't trust my true self would be accepted, and had never shown it, then all of my relationships held a sense of false representation. And while if I lost anyone or anything, it wouldn't mean much because after all, they didn't know the "real' me and if they had I wouldn't have had these relationships at all. That left me feeling like a thief. I had to be a certain way, other then my truest self to try and deserve the relationships I had. That's a scary thought!! And a very hurtful one. But most importantly, a way none of us should have to live.
But I am willing to bet this is how a lot of us live, and have so for so long, we have forgotten about it. We are taught very young to mold ourselves into what society at large accepts to fit in, and what exactly are we "fitting in" to? A larger collective state of being. I am writing this because if we look around, at the chaos, the illness, the budget issues, the average state of mind, the sadness, pain, inefficiency, misunderstandings, wars, all of our worldly surroundings....it isn't a pretty picture. Never mind, what we are doing to ourselves and our lands. Is this really the larger collective state we want to be a part of? How is it working for us? Do you wake up happy ready to seize the day, feeling authentic, energized and ready to face the day and make a difference, or do you wake up tired, exhausted even with your mind racing about things that may go wrong before your even fully awake? Let me assure you, not only are we robbing ourselves, we are robbing a higher sense of collective awareness that would actually make a difference. But we can''t go out and change the world unless we are willing to start with ourselves.
This is where I started....just with myself. I might add it took awhile. Remember that list of masks I made, I picked it up and put it down several times. But as I withdrew from that larger collective state of being and decided to just look at myself individually is where it started. It started, if you've read my blogs because i was completely responsible for being off track, and I asked for it all to stop. And that is where my "real" work began. I had been gifted a cleared table, and I am sure that what I choose to place on it matches my truest self, win lose or draw. The good news is I know exactly what I have. I know I consciously chose it, and again most importantly, I know I deserve it! Without a mask!! If this touched you in any way, please stay tunes for my next blog, I am going to share how I did it. It might work for you, it might not....but there are unlimited ways to achieve it, and I will list all that I know.
My mission is this, the truth is there is power in numbers. And while we are so much stronger then we might believe we are, when we gather together we can create a collective state of being that serves us much better then what we are masking and settling for now.
Lastly, I have to say I am blessed to be surrounded by people that have already done this work, and much gratitude goes to them for when I "got stuck" So I know some of you are reading this and saying Nichole, tell me something I don't know-to you I say Thank you. But I am sure there are others that do want to know more, or even have an interest in how I removed the masks. And maybe you know some too.... So I humbly ask to share my blog, and my posts so we can walk together.....towards what we really want. The next blog is the practice and the art of doing this.....
With much much love,
A girl and her Dog (after all, it was Dudley who showed me- we needn't wear masks, he never has and he never will. In gratitude for my daily furry reminder!!
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
How the girl met the dog...
As I sat in a law firm today going over the ins-outs, failures, misunderstandings, about myselff and my soon to be ex-husband, it seemed appropriate that I now explain how "A Girl and her Dog" came to be.... How we met. My marriage was dead, actually it was never "alive" It was two people who thought they knew themselves that made a business agreement to start over after seven years of trying to make it work. Needless to say it didn't take long until we could add that to our own list as well as the other's of blame shame guilt and sadly willing to be with someone and be miserable then have the courage to possibly be happy alone. I had always had pets, I had been bringing home strays since I was a child. In fact my husband, was very much like a lost stray that I made the mistake of thinking just needed someone to love him. It turns out, he just needed someone to despise more then himself.
After years of emotional abandonment of my own doing, as I wasn't chained in a basement or anything. I decided to go to the local shelter and find someone, something...to just love me. See that's the wonderful thing about animals, they do what we can most times only imagine. As I walked up and down the aisles looking at one pleading face after another, I was resolved in all my hurt and bitterness to "just look." I came across a fawn colored lab mix, she was scared, sweet, passive, she was in essence me. She upon kneeling down and coaching her to the front of the cage very ill. The whole time I was trying to persuade this little doll to give me an ounce of trust, there was this crazy loud jumping black dog; crying, barking and literally tearing at the grated door. I waved over a person who worked there, and upon his looking at her whisked her off to the back to See the vet. I decided to wait to see if she'd be ok. Since I was waiting, I decided to turn around and see this crazy obnoxiously frantic black mess with a scar between his eyes, and pay him some attention thinking maybe he would quiet down. As I walked over to him, my mom standing just behind me, he sat down and put one calm paw up on the grate door. I bent down and placed my hand on his paw. His eyes caught mine, and mine his. Then that mirror thing happened, you know when you look at something and identify with it immediately? Like looking in a mirror! Not a single difference. I wanted to be that female fawn dog; sweet demure, cautiously trusting, even sick (so I would have a reason for where I was.) But, the truth was, my real mirror was right behind me. Faking it, making the most noise, trying to be the most social and get attention, even though when it is paid to me I wasn't quite sure what to do with it. That was Dudley!! The second we locked eyes, we both knew, we were scared, we were at the end of our roads, but we were going to go down barking! And as soon as we stopped to pay attention to each other, he became calm, a little skittish, then tried to get excited again to bluff me. And I stayed down but got excited too. The man came back to tell me the other dog was too ill for adoption. I told him I hoped she'd be ok, but could I spend some time with Dudley. The man grabbed a leash and he eagerly followed the man, wanting to please. A-HA!! He was a people pleaser too! He would saddle up to whomever he thought he was stuck with to make the best of it. We walked out to the yard and the man cut him loose. He did it again, running around, showboating, chasing toys, putting on the whole show. As I stood there and watched him I knew just what he was doing.....he was surviving. A little grace, a lot of fake, but by god he was going to survive. I called his name and bent down again to receive him. He instantly sat, and a paw on each knee looked me in the eye. It was as if he said, your not so different then me....I see you. And, I in turn saw him and myself. The miracle was, the second I realized it, he kissed me. I looked at the man and said how do I take him home? I couldn't even let him go while I filled out the paperwork. Worst yet was my huge fear that a home inspection and references called, and how long would he have to stay? How would he understand, I wasn't breaking my promise, it was the facilities rules. The woman who interviewed me, saw my eyes well when they went to take him away. She intervened, and said let him stay with her. So between me and mom he played with us both, as I filled out all the forms wrote the check, etc. She looked at him, then looked at me and said you can take him with you today, now if you like. I have been volunteering for years, and I know love when I see it. I cried with absolute relief, and new mom panic.... I had just went to look. I had nothing for him. None of that mattered, and I swear my Dudley (who walks like Dudley Moore in Arthur-drunk) walked out the front door with his leash in my hand, tasted freedom and went absolutely bizerk!! Pulling and running, panting, licking me, he ran circles around the car. Funny thing is 10 months later when we moved into our very own apartment on our own, I ran around it room to room just like he did the car. Every day, Dudley teaches me another lesson. The first one being the day I met him. He taught me who I really was, and that, that was perfectly ok!!
Needless to say, the first thing I did when I left the lawyers was go get my four legged Buddha, and we hit the trail. We've been together three years. There was mud shin high and fallen trees. Every couple feet, he would look back at me as if to say "We came for a reason, let us not be stopped." So through the mud we went, over the fallen trees we climbed. When we hit a down slide by the river, he looked at me then jumped in. It was over his head, but he popped up and started swimming, he's fearless. And so am I. I jumped in too.
As we climbed and clawed back up on the bank we were surrounded in this purple tinted sunshine as we sat there. So my thinking is this. In the law firm today, I allowed all those terrible things to "hurt" me again. I relived every moment with every question. Left over soul cleaning maybe....or maybe I allowed myself to feel it one last time, so I would never have to feel it again, but at the end of the day Dudley (my Buddha) and I are brave, a little loud, we jump before we know how deep, and we climb as high as we need to, to get where we wanna go.... to sit quietly with one another reaffirming our love, those that love us, and most of all, the place we were sooooo long ago, is gone now. As I looked down to kiss him on his wet head as he sat content beside me, he looked up and licked my wet face. His was of saying, see mom....we made it. We made it our way. There's too much fun ahead to look back too long, whether it's good or bad. Dudley greatest gift to me wasn't unconditional love, it's not total acceptance. Those were things I needed to give my self. His greatest gift was patience for me to catch up and just be in the moment..... With many blessings, my wish is that you look in a mirror whether it be an animal or an actual mirror and love yourselves. It is the first step to real freedom. And all the good stuff just comes flowing to you after that.
With much much love, and absolute gratitude.... A Girl and her Dog!!
After years of emotional abandonment of my own doing, as I wasn't chained in a basement or anything. I decided to go to the local shelter and find someone, something...to just love me. See that's the wonderful thing about animals, they do what we can most times only imagine. As I walked up and down the aisles looking at one pleading face after another, I was resolved in all my hurt and bitterness to "just look." I came across a fawn colored lab mix, she was scared, sweet, passive, she was in essence me. She upon kneeling down and coaching her to the front of the cage very ill. The whole time I was trying to persuade this little doll to give me an ounce of trust, there was this crazy loud jumping black dog; crying, barking and literally tearing at the grated door. I waved over a person who worked there, and upon his looking at her whisked her off to the back to See the vet. I decided to wait to see if she'd be ok. Since I was waiting, I decided to turn around and see this crazy obnoxiously frantic black mess with a scar between his eyes, and pay him some attention thinking maybe he would quiet down. As I walked over to him, my mom standing just behind me, he sat down and put one calm paw up on the grate door. I bent down and placed my hand on his paw. His eyes caught mine, and mine his. Then that mirror thing happened, you know when you look at something and identify with it immediately? Like looking in a mirror! Not a single difference. I wanted to be that female fawn dog; sweet demure, cautiously trusting, even sick (so I would have a reason for where I was.) But, the truth was, my real mirror was right behind me. Faking it, making the most noise, trying to be the most social and get attention, even though when it is paid to me I wasn't quite sure what to do with it. That was Dudley!! The second we locked eyes, we both knew, we were scared, we were at the end of our roads, but we were going to go down barking! And as soon as we stopped to pay attention to each other, he became calm, a little skittish, then tried to get excited again to bluff me. And I stayed down but got excited too. The man came back to tell me the other dog was too ill for adoption. I told him I hoped she'd be ok, but could I spend some time with Dudley. The man grabbed a leash and he eagerly followed the man, wanting to please. A-HA!! He was a people pleaser too! He would saddle up to whomever he thought he was stuck with to make the best of it. We walked out to the yard and the man cut him loose. He did it again, running around, showboating, chasing toys, putting on the whole show. As I stood there and watched him I knew just what he was doing.....he was surviving. A little grace, a lot of fake, but by god he was going to survive. I called his name and bent down again to receive him. He instantly sat, and a paw on each knee looked me in the eye. It was as if he said, your not so different then me....I see you. And, I in turn saw him and myself. The miracle was, the second I realized it, he kissed me. I looked at the man and said how do I take him home? I couldn't even let him go while I filled out the paperwork. Worst yet was my huge fear that a home inspection and references called, and how long would he have to stay? How would he understand, I wasn't breaking my promise, it was the facilities rules. The woman who interviewed me, saw my eyes well when they went to take him away. She intervened, and said let him stay with her. So between me and mom he played with us both, as I filled out all the forms wrote the check, etc. She looked at him, then looked at me and said you can take him with you today, now if you like. I have been volunteering for years, and I know love when I see it. I cried with absolute relief, and new mom panic.... I had just went to look. I had nothing for him. None of that mattered, and I swear my Dudley (who walks like Dudley Moore in Arthur-drunk) walked out the front door with his leash in my hand, tasted freedom and went absolutely bizerk!! Pulling and running, panting, licking me, he ran circles around the car. Funny thing is 10 months later when we moved into our very own apartment on our own, I ran around it room to room just like he did the car. Every day, Dudley teaches me another lesson. The first one being the day I met him. He taught me who I really was, and that, that was perfectly ok!!
Needless to say, the first thing I did when I left the lawyers was go get my four legged Buddha, and we hit the trail. We've been together three years. There was mud shin high and fallen trees. Every couple feet, he would look back at me as if to say "We came for a reason, let us not be stopped." So through the mud we went, over the fallen trees we climbed. When we hit a down slide by the river, he looked at me then jumped in. It was over his head, but he popped up and started swimming, he's fearless. And so am I. I jumped in too.
As we climbed and clawed back up on the bank we were surrounded in this purple tinted sunshine as we sat there. So my thinking is this. In the law firm today, I allowed all those terrible things to "hurt" me again. I relived every moment with every question. Left over soul cleaning maybe....or maybe I allowed myself to feel it one last time, so I would never have to feel it again, but at the end of the day Dudley (my Buddha) and I are brave, a little loud, we jump before we know how deep, and we climb as high as we need to, to get where we wanna go.... to sit quietly with one another reaffirming our love, those that love us, and most of all, the place we were sooooo long ago, is gone now. As I looked down to kiss him on his wet head as he sat content beside me, he looked up and licked my wet face. His was of saying, see mom....we made it. We made it our way. There's too much fun ahead to look back too long, whether it's good or bad. Dudley greatest gift to me wasn't unconditional love, it's not total acceptance. Those were things I needed to give my self. His greatest gift was patience for me to catch up and just be in the moment..... With many blessings, my wish is that you look in a mirror whether it be an animal or an actual mirror and love yourselves. It is the first step to real freedom. And all the good stuff just comes flowing to you after that.
With much much love, and absolute gratitude.... A Girl and her Dog!!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Has your Table been Cleared? "Table clearing..."
I once again don't find it ironic that I am writing this today 9/11/11. It was a day when so many experienced this concept of mine- table clearing. I experienced it 3 years ago. In the past three weeks I have been ( and I truly mean) honored to bear witness of three of my dearest friends tables be cleared. Now, you ask what is it?
Table clearing is a metaphor, if you were to put all the different aspects of you life out on a table, your friends, your family, your job, your home, your connection to certain people, all the details of the life you built. The universe has a way of coming to you and like magic grabs the very corner of the cloth and gives it a good shake, and all you know appears to go flying up in the air in utter chaos and then falling by the way side. Now your thinking "oh my gosh, that's terrible" Right? To have the pieces of your life so disrupted and often times completely lost. And while if this is your perception, you may just in fact be right. So please once again, place just a bit of trust in me and follow this idea, this way of thinking, this metaphor or concept.
Why not view our lives as if we are going to a five star restaurant, with many courses. As you work your way through this delicious meal, you have the remnant's of dirty dishes, and flatware, that no longer serve the next course? Where are we to put the next next delicious things that are sitting under heat lamps waiting to come to your table, but can't because there is no room?? Your table can only hold so much! Much like the universe has heard our good thoughts and dreams and wishes, but we have not made room for them to come to us? That sounds more appealing no? I mean how do we get to the delicious chocolate 7 layer cake dessert with fresh cream on the side, presented on the most beautiful plate, and a brand new clean dessert fork.... you must admit, it would not be your sole focus, or taste nearly as delicious if all those previous dirty dishes were still sitting there. No it is much better to have the table cleared, be presented with a dessert menu and then choose what you want to indulge in, what your really hungry for. What you carefully went through the whole rest of the previous meals, just waiting for the perfect desert.
This again, is what the universe does, it clears the table. It takes away all the previous half eaten meals that you thought you would like only to find it wasn't quite what you thought it was. It didn't taste, quite right. It didn't satisfy that longing you had. And although there were things on the table left that were just perfect, you were finished with them... When the universe clears your table, it removes everything-sometimes a job, a loved one, where you live, a friendship, and old habit that you do just out of habit. This is a gift my friends. Although looking at your life and seeing things fall away, sometimes a few things, sometimes all things leaves a big scary table. But only if you think of it as such. Now, go back to the 5Star restaurant....you see the universe says enough, it's time for dessert, it time for what you long for, what you desire most. And you get to take this beautifully empty table and you and only you choose what you want placed before you next. It allows you to pick up your fork or spoon and say I long to dive into this, or that. Not so scary right? More exciting I think....At the five star restaurant say the previous dish was a heavy meal, you would want something light and fluffy. If you had a light meal with no real substance because in the back of your mind, you knew all along you were going for that heavy huge piece of 7 layer chocolate cake!! Again, if your table has been cleared, do not dwell on what was once there, instead embrace that all the old dirty dishes (obstacles) have been removed for you!! I assure you this doesn't happen when you go to clean out a junk drawer, or a room at a time. that is time consuming, and hard hard work. Having your table cleared is the fast track of the universe saying, here! Clear!! Now what do you really want?? My final thought is this; if in fact you have been gifted a clear table, ask for what you want. What you really want. Your deepest heart's desire. because the universe is listening, it's right there saying what would you like next??? My table was cleared, and I have chosen to fill it with a voice for myself, with health, with abundance, with a chosen family that would surround me in deliciousness and love and acceptance. Yes, I have skipped forward a bit, in regards to a girl and her dog and the journey and lessons we've learned, but it is to let you know; you do get to choose exactly what you want, and receive it. A cleared table is a not a loss, it is a fresh start, a chance to acquire your soul purpose. Even if you weren't sure what it was before, when your table is cleared, you have the room to envision just what that looks like for you! Blessings to you and yours on this very memorable day. Let us appreciate what was once on our tables, and now they've been cleared let us now open up and consciously choose what we want next!!
With much much love...a girl and her dog!
Table clearing is a metaphor, if you were to put all the different aspects of you life out on a table, your friends, your family, your job, your home, your connection to certain people, all the details of the life you built. The universe has a way of coming to you and like magic grabs the very corner of the cloth and gives it a good shake, and all you know appears to go flying up in the air in utter chaos and then falling by the way side. Now your thinking "oh my gosh, that's terrible" Right? To have the pieces of your life so disrupted and often times completely lost. And while if this is your perception, you may just in fact be right. So please once again, place just a bit of trust in me and follow this idea, this way of thinking, this metaphor or concept.
Why not view our lives as if we are going to a five star restaurant, with many courses. As you work your way through this delicious meal, you have the remnant's of dirty dishes, and flatware, that no longer serve the next course? Where are we to put the next next delicious things that are sitting under heat lamps waiting to come to your table, but can't because there is no room?? Your table can only hold so much! Much like the universe has heard our good thoughts and dreams and wishes, but we have not made room for them to come to us? That sounds more appealing no? I mean how do we get to the delicious chocolate 7 layer cake dessert with fresh cream on the side, presented on the most beautiful plate, and a brand new clean dessert fork.... you must admit, it would not be your sole focus, or taste nearly as delicious if all those previous dirty dishes were still sitting there. No it is much better to have the table cleared, be presented with a dessert menu and then choose what you want to indulge in, what your really hungry for. What you carefully went through the whole rest of the previous meals, just waiting for the perfect desert.
This again, is what the universe does, it clears the table. It takes away all the previous half eaten meals that you thought you would like only to find it wasn't quite what you thought it was. It didn't taste, quite right. It didn't satisfy that longing you had. And although there were things on the table left that were just perfect, you were finished with them... When the universe clears your table, it removes everything-sometimes a job, a loved one, where you live, a friendship, and old habit that you do just out of habit. This is a gift my friends. Although looking at your life and seeing things fall away, sometimes a few things, sometimes all things leaves a big scary table. But only if you think of it as such. Now, go back to the 5Star restaurant....you see the universe says enough, it's time for dessert, it time for what you long for, what you desire most. And you get to take this beautifully empty table and you and only you choose what you want placed before you next. It allows you to pick up your fork or spoon and say I long to dive into this, or that. Not so scary right? More exciting I think....At the five star restaurant say the previous dish was a heavy meal, you would want something light and fluffy. If you had a light meal with no real substance because in the back of your mind, you knew all along you were going for that heavy huge piece of 7 layer chocolate cake!! Again, if your table has been cleared, do not dwell on what was once there, instead embrace that all the old dirty dishes (obstacles) have been removed for you!! I assure you this doesn't happen when you go to clean out a junk drawer, or a room at a time. that is time consuming, and hard hard work. Having your table cleared is the fast track of the universe saying, here! Clear!! Now what do you really want?? My final thought is this; if in fact you have been gifted a clear table, ask for what you want. What you really want. Your deepest heart's desire. because the universe is listening, it's right there saying what would you like next??? My table was cleared, and I have chosen to fill it with a voice for myself, with health, with abundance, with a chosen family that would surround me in deliciousness and love and acceptance. Yes, I have skipped forward a bit, in regards to a girl and her dog and the journey and lessons we've learned, but it is to let you know; you do get to choose exactly what you want, and receive it. A cleared table is a not a loss, it is a fresh start, a chance to acquire your soul purpose. Even if you weren't sure what it was before, when your table is cleared, you have the room to envision just what that looks like for you! Blessings to you and yours on this very memorable day. Let us appreciate what was once on our tables, and now they've been cleared let us now open up and consciously choose what we want next!!
With much much love...a girl and her dog!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Because we have asked...Why ask why?
As I start to go back through my journals, and make the commitment to share my story with each of you, I have been "gifted" the view of hindsight. Now we all know that it's 20/20. So let us try and make some good use of it shall we?
At the time, I asked for everything to stop, and it indeed stopped. On a dime! But it is through my reflection back, that I can see the good. Believe me at the time, I was stressed beyond belief, so my prayer being answered did not feel like an answered request. Quite the opposite, it felt like a punishment!! One that did not seem deserved, warranted, or wanted. This is because I was in the middle of it, with no knowledge of how to pull back from the immediacy of the situation. Nor did I know that obstacles (and that is the last time I will use that word) were in fact opportunities. You see, I was so out of touch with my inner and higher self, I lacked the perspective of it doesn't matter how change occurs, the important part is; First, it does. Secondly, it is always for our higher good.
So please trust me just a bit here. It is the best advice I have to offer. And it is as true as the days are long. Anything that happens to us, is neither bad (negative) or good (positive.) It is just an occurrence. WE ARE the ones that attach either a positive or negative to it. It's all just energy, matching our energies, that through the dynamics of physics are drawn to us. If you don't understand this concept, please please post a question, and I will gladly explain. We are all at different points in our awareness. So I am assuming a bit that most of you understand what I am speaking of....
So, we have something happen. It is neutral. ALWAYS. It is only because of our past experiences and whether we saw them as good or bad, that we relate the current event in comparison. This is where we stunt our growth. Our pasts do NOT dictate our futures. So here's the trick, no matter how badly your head, your heart, your emotions want you to feel that what just happened is bad; is an illusion. Some of what we relate as the most traumatic events in our life are our most precious gifts. This is not a wishy washy hallmark greeting card make you feel better line. This is raw truth.
Here is where I ask a favor. I ask you to think back, at something that happened that hurt. Initially, those feelings of pain will come flying back, lump in the throat and all. Go ahead and accept these feelings. This is crucial to healing. Let it wash over you, as you saw it unfold then, as you felt back then. Allow it. NOW stop.
Look back again, and let go of those feelings, they are in the past and can not hurt you again, unless you allow it, and you just did, so it's time to move on. Look back again, but this time find something good that ultimately came from that event. Take your time. For some of you this will be easy, others more difficult. and still other's that say- Nichole your crazy!!! There is nothing good!
If that's the case please post to me, email me, call me. I will help you find the good, because the good is always there for us if we choose to find it!!
In closing, I can stand before one person, or a stadium and say my car accident, my life falling to utter pieces as I knew it was one of the greatest gifts I have ever received. Period.
One more thing, I am sharing...but it really isn't sharing unless you and I are both doing it. Otherwise, it's just me rambling. So, the second part of my favor.....post the event you picked, tell me how you felt then, then tell me how you felt after this little exercise. Tell me the good. Tell me your not sure, just tell me your truth as you see it and we will take it from there.....this is our very first step.
With much love, and absolute gratitude......I hope to talk to you soon!!
At the time, I asked for everything to stop, and it indeed stopped. On a dime! But it is through my reflection back, that I can see the good. Believe me at the time, I was stressed beyond belief, so my prayer being answered did not feel like an answered request. Quite the opposite, it felt like a punishment!! One that did not seem deserved, warranted, or wanted. This is because I was in the middle of it, with no knowledge of how to pull back from the immediacy of the situation. Nor did I know that obstacles (and that is the last time I will use that word) were in fact opportunities. You see, I was so out of touch with my inner and higher self, I lacked the perspective of it doesn't matter how change occurs, the important part is; First, it does. Secondly, it is always for our higher good.
So please trust me just a bit here. It is the best advice I have to offer. And it is as true as the days are long. Anything that happens to us, is neither bad (negative) or good (positive.) It is just an occurrence. WE ARE the ones that attach either a positive or negative to it. It's all just energy, matching our energies, that through the dynamics of physics are drawn to us. If you don't understand this concept, please please post a question, and I will gladly explain. We are all at different points in our awareness. So I am assuming a bit that most of you understand what I am speaking of....
So, we have something happen. It is neutral. ALWAYS. It is only because of our past experiences and whether we saw them as good or bad, that we relate the current event in comparison. This is where we stunt our growth. Our pasts do NOT dictate our futures. So here's the trick, no matter how badly your head, your heart, your emotions want you to feel that what just happened is bad; is an illusion. Some of what we relate as the most traumatic events in our life are our most precious gifts. This is not a wishy washy hallmark greeting card make you feel better line. This is raw truth.
Here is where I ask a favor. I ask you to think back, at something that happened that hurt. Initially, those feelings of pain will come flying back, lump in the throat and all. Go ahead and accept these feelings. This is crucial to healing. Let it wash over you, as you saw it unfold then, as you felt back then. Allow it. NOW stop.
Look back again, and let go of those feelings, they are in the past and can not hurt you again, unless you allow it, and you just did, so it's time to move on. Look back again, but this time find something good that ultimately came from that event. Take your time. For some of you this will be easy, others more difficult. and still other's that say- Nichole your crazy!!! There is nothing good!
If that's the case please post to me, email me, call me. I will help you find the good, because the good is always there for us if we choose to find it!!
In closing, I can stand before one person, or a stadium and say my car accident, my life falling to utter pieces as I knew it was one of the greatest gifts I have ever received. Period.
One more thing, I am sharing...but it really isn't sharing unless you and I are both doing it. Otherwise, it's just me rambling. So, the second part of my favor.....post the event you picked, tell me how you felt then, then tell me how you felt after this little exercise. Tell me the good. Tell me your not sure, just tell me your truth as you see it and we will take it from there.....this is our very first step.
With much love, and absolute gratitude......I hope to talk to you soon!!
Monday, September 5, 2011
Why Now? Because we have asked...
Exactly three years, five months and nineteen days ago today (which I might add is no coincidence that this matches my date of birth) I looked up at the heaven's and pleaded "Make it all stop, please Dear God, Universe, Nana, just make it stop!!" Ten minutes later it did. I was standing at a rental car agency, in Chicago on business. I was in the wrong house, marriage, job, city, and nothing was going right. Down to my plane's late arrival and a missing rental car reservation to which I opted for a cab. As I climbed into the backseat, luggage in tow to go directly to the meeting I was again already late for, my stomach was sinking. It had really gotten that bad, and although I participated in every aspect of my being where I was, I wasn't sure how it ended up so badly. The cab driver took the address of my company's headquarters and five minutes later on a two lane highway, ran a red light. Crashing into a car obeying the signal at approximately forty miles per hour.....Everything as I knew it stopped. My prayers were answered. Immediately.
So my point is this, from the moment you think a thought, a ripple is sent out, and action takes place, and the universe delivers. It delivers the thought when you need it most. Not when you WANT it, when you need it.
So my point is this, from the moment you think a thought, a ripple is sent out, and action takes place, and the universe delivers. It delivers the thought when you need it most. Not when you WANT it, when you need it.
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