Are You Having Fun Yet?

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This morning I took my dog and yoga mat down by the water to nourish myself with sun, wind and waves. I have recently moved into a townhouse 100 yards from the beach and the move itself, like all moves in my experience, has being demanding. I have been very focused on the logistics of the experience, as well as maintaining my work commitments and attending to the changing needs of my family. My schedule has been constant, and so to take an hour to stop the busyness and be with the lake was something I needed badly. I had been so busy working to create my joy, I was forgetting to feel it.

Yesterday was one of the hottest days of the summer in Toronto, and in the last week of August, it seemed like the whole city came down to the boardwalk, both to to escape the heat and at the same time celebrate what we all know will not last. The grueling, deep cold of last winter still lives in the memory of all Torontonians.

As I returned home, body now alert and calm thanks to the yoga, feet bare in my reluctance to let go of the touch of the earth, a jogger ran past me, sweat shining from his smiling face. As he caught my eye he spoke the customary, “Have a great day” and continued on his way. As he proceeded along the boardwalk I heard that he greeted everyone he encountered in the same way, with the same genuine and radiant delight. As I returned to my home for breakfast I carried his presence with me. I wonder what he is doing now and how the rest of his day filled up in response to his generous offering on his morning run? I wonder how many received his words fully, and how many dared to respond? I wonder how far the ripples of his happiness traveled in this big, cold city, on a hot August day?

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It is so easy to become caught in the mind, in our duties and the details of the stories that rule our lives. How powerful it is to be pulled into the moment by an offering of joyfulness, to let go of the past and the future too, to reside in the immense power of the Now and all the beauty it holds. Our joy is not a byproduct, nor even an end result of hard work or correct action. It is rather a choice, one that exists before us in every moment, every circumstance without exception. This profound realization may awaken us to the magnetic power of our alignment with the rightness of our world. We let go the battle, even for a moment, and feel the indescribable relief as our resistance ends. We take back the “ornariness”, as Abraham would say, that wastes our precious energy, and instead we softly slide into a much greater truth. How we experience every moment is our choosing, not the result of a helpless, passive reflex. And with this awareness, we are set free to align ourselves with the very dreams which seemed so elusive when we walked as slaves to the cruel and invisible masters of our lives.

Thank you to that lovely man in the running shoes. May our beautiful city fill up with others like him, and perhaps the coming winter will not feel quite so cold.

By the beach selfie.

By the beach selfie.

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Did You Know You Are Free?

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You are on the verge of waking up to something so important that it will change everything in your life. You have been walking toward this time forever, even though you did not know it, even though it now feels like a surprise. You have been living in a dark dream, the state of your own denial, and as the confusion fades, lifts the way mist is burned off a still lake on a summer morning, suddenly you can see for miles and miles.

Do you remember all those times when life felt out of control and your wishes were buried beneath experiences that took away your freedom, smothered the rich breath of your creativity, accused you of harm that was not yours to claim? Do you remember feeling helpless, alone, without recognition for the flame of love which burned within your heart, aching to catch like a wildfire in a drought?

All this time as you walked, so courageous even when others turned away, your soul has never given up and the alchemy has bubbled beneath the surface, cleansing your fears, purifying your substance until you reach the Now, the place where it all begins anew.

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And so here you are at the turning point, the one where you realize that the strings of the puppetry of your life have been held all this time by only one hand, and that hand is yours. You were the teacher. You were the author, the creator. All the fighting was your war, all the defending was your own inner attack. And now, with this realization, there is nothing left but to be your own change, your own choosing. To recognize that all the situations which seemed so important, where you gave your life blood willingly, all the times you worried about what other people thought, about whether you were capable, responsible, successful, loving and good enough, all these distractions found you reaching for some kind of approval that meant nothing, for your love, the great Love, did not stem from their smiles and words, it was instead born in the permission to feel it within yourself.

You need never pretend again. You need never hurry, or try, or strive. Instead you are now ready to Allow the way a mother’s body  allows her baby to be born. She needs no validation to be the creator of new life; the spirit of her child found her, chose her, trusted her. Nothing can stop this consensual union once it is agreed in spirit, once it has begun.

The gestation is complete. The waiting is over. There is nothing to do but trust the life force which rises in you now. You have always had the right to be happy, to be rich with all that is your purpose, your largest, most sacred dream. Your doubt crumbles before this surrender like dry sand. Your new world is begun.

The Gift of the Storm: the Power of Personal Pain to Heal

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Stormy sea with seagull, by Eugene Amus (1834-1899), oil on panel, 25×40,5 cm. Italy, 19th century. (Photo by DeAgostini/Getty Images)

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The other night I went for a late night walk by the water as the sky filled with an oncoming storm. Waves reached up onto the sand like teeth gnawing at the bone of the land. All was desolate; there was not another soul to be found. The power of the wind took my breath away and lifted me out of my daily world. Suddenly everything that I knew seemed distant and the vast waters wanted to claim me, as if I were one of their very own.

As I walked I felt the pain of my separation from warmth, from light, from the bright comfort of day. But I let my pace quicken and my lungs hungrily suck the wet air in a kind of surrender to the experience, an awareness of a natural power much greater than the small thoughts of a limited mind.

There is no force beyond that which rules the wind, the sky, the water. There is no place for me outside of this world. I must find my way in it, of it, through the honoring of my own wild darkness, my own fears and fierce truth. The journey of dust to dust is truly a liberation of our essential energy, a realignment with the magnificent nature of the unbridled soul.

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I wandered long that night, unwilling to return to the mundane world of my busy life. I relished the chance to become lost in that darkness and there discover myself whole. This is the picture of a healing path. It is the way we are asked to walk with our deepest troubles, the thoughts which break our hearts, the fears which take hold within the gut, the nameless anxieties, the frustrations and inertia, the cycles of limitation and unfulfillment which chase us around and around like a dog seeking its own tail.

I realized in the kiss of the storm I had found a metaphor for my life purpose. I know this darkness. I know the suffering. I know the smallness that we feel as frail human beings in the face of our natural terror, loss, and denial of self. It is this knowledge which I believe is my greatest gift, which empowers me to serve and bring comfort to those less familiar with their own stormy walk, those who feel lost and unsure of a way home. There is nothing that I love more than to take the hand of one who struggles here and show them that they are safe, even as the clouds boil over their heads, even as the wind takes their breath away, even when it seems they are utterly alone in the world.

In fact I know that there is no other way than this. Those who seek only to live in sunshine will miss the power of the extraordinary beauty of the night. Those who prefer to deny the storm may spend their lives in shelter, never knowing how it feels to trust the vast reaches of experience and find safety anywhere they roam.

We watch the weather of our planet and we worry that the signs of imbalance and distraction are upon us. But what if even this, even these times were a part of a larger perfection? What if our choice to stay in trust and dedication to truth was the most powerful act we could choose as we transmute together into a re-born and holy world?

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Every act of spiritual courage lifts us up into realms we have never known before and so we must never give up, never turn away from the endless possibilities to find beauty and grace beneath our feet, above our heads and in the hands we extend in  love.

Through my intuited connection to our ever-present Divine guidance, it is my life’s work to share the perfection and beauty of the Self that is the truth of you. This loving presence never goes away, never lets us down, never ceases to amaze, and the Guides hold answers for any question, any heartache, any illusive dream.

Let me support you in walking this same profound journey within your life. Let me help you recognize these truths as they alight right before you, within your grasp. There is no challenge too great, grief too deep, fear too large. It is all one astonishing, gorgeous storm. And the gift that awaits is the absolute freedom of a new and sparkling dawn, one that could never have been birthed without the rains of the night before.

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