Sunday, November 30, 2014

Gifts of the Heart


I am a true believer that the heart can be our most powerful healer. That when we focus on what we love, somehow that love gets reflected back to us.  We can follow what is in our hearts—be it a tiny glint or a deep longing—and be led to experiences that expand our lives and heal us in ways we didn’t realize could be possible.

It seems my entire life has been a lesson in following my heart. Learning to listen was relatively easy. Learning to trust has been even more difficult. But actually following through is where the real test has been. And the tests have been getting more and more challenging as the decades go by.

In 2012 I began to realize that something in me craved a deeper, more heart-centered livelihood and way of life. I wasn’t even sure what this way of life was supposed to be; I just knew things needed to be different.

I had been working as a librarian for the past five years and had finally gotten to a place of feeling secure with my career. In fact, following my heart had led me to work at this branch in the first place.  

While there were many aspects of librarianship that I enjoyed, it wasn’t in complete alignment with who I wanted to be. While weighing my options, I asked myself, “If there was one thing I could do before I died, something that reflected my one true passion in life, what would it be?” That is how I decided to get a master’s degree in transpersonal psychology and become a transformational life coach.

The idea seemed insane. I was terrified of telling people about it. I didn’t want to be judged. I was afraid people would think I wasn’t good enough.

The truth is, I was still unhappy with many aspects of my life. Who was I to help others create the life of their dreams when I hadn’t even gotten my own shit together? But something kept telling me that I would be ready when the time came.

And so I went against all logic and trusted in that unnamable something.

Following my heart in this situation led to some of the most terrifying decisions I ever made in my life. I quit my job--giving up the security of my full-time career--and moved to another state. At times it felt like I was facing death. I got panic attacks.

However, I knew that leaving my job and moving to another area was my only chance to know the truth of who I am. More than anything else in the world, I had to know what it was like to live a life aligned with my own authenticity.

Two years later, I can tell you that the risk has been worth everything.
The education I received was valuable. But the true heart-centered value of this decision is in the unexpected healing and growth that resulted.

Following my heart’s desires to pursue my passion led to other events and decisions that changed my life. For example, I listened to stories of spiritual experiences from my new like-minded friends, which in turn opened me up to what can be possible in life. Through my experiential studies, I had eye-opening experiences and gained an expanded view of the world. The culmination of all these experiences opened me up in ways that were emotionally healing and spiritually transforming.

Today, I am more fulfilled than I’ve ever been in my life. Not because I accomplished my initial goal of getting a master’s in transpersonal psychology, but because of the gifts that came with the journey. I have more friends than I have ever had in my life before. I am more at peace with myself and with the world around me. I am able to experience more beauty, joy, and appreciation. I am able to more confidently be who I am and speak my truth.

All of this manifested not because of one decision in particular, but because I allowed myself to be guided by the underlying intentions of my desires.

I believe that often times, we experience events in our lives because of the underlying gift it brings. I set out to get a degree and change careers. However, maybe the real reason for the experience was to obtain healing and wholeness.

We are endless chapters of growth. Our stories never end. It is beautiful, how the unexpected twists and turns transform us into something larger than we were ever able to imagine.

But we must follow our heart in order to allow this to unfold. The heart knows.

If we continue to live life according to what’s “right,” what “should” be done, or what is expected, we miss clandestine opportunities. Our heart holds the secret to opening up these hidden treasures. If we don’t follow our heart, we will never know the full potential of what our life could have become. We will never have the opportunity to know who we really are.


Sunday, November 16, 2014

My Weird Life

It's been two weeks since my husband moved out. I feel bad for my husband but am enjoying the solitude. The first thing I did was rearrange and clean the heck out of my apartment. It feels good to have my own space.

I'm still wrapping my head over what has happened. Besides my part-time job, I keep myself busy with spiritual practices, quiet contemplation, connection with friends, and my budding life coaching practice.

I think back over everything that has happened this summer--the shamanic healings, the crazy experiences that followed, the final BIG healing at the ayahuasca center in Peru, and then feeling so different after coming back and needing to be free of a relationship. I wonder if it is truly over.

I've come more to terms over what my life has been. But a part of me also feels ready to slip out of this world. On the one hand, I now know what it's like to experience this world's beauty and to feel the bliss of loving myself. But on the other hand, I know this world isn't the real thing, and how harsh it has been to me, and just want to connect with spirit.

I'm in some kind of limbo state--figuring out who I am and where my life is going. I have little to grasp onto. Who I was in my past life is gone. Who I am in my future is unknown. All I can do is be here in the moment.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Communing in Clarity with Nature

Today I had a little moment of awe and wonder. It only lasted a second, but it was beautiful.

I go to the woods regularly for exercise and spiritual practice. Today I was already feeling pretty good when I went to my spot to visit some healing stones I'd put there earlier this week. I sat in my area and instead of doing any spiritual practice simply sat with nature.

I looked at all the trees, water, earth, felt the wind, and heard the rustle of autumn leaves. I just soaked everything in, and it seemed to soak me in as well. A mutual experience of looking and being with each other.

I then practiced connecting with the elements, which always provides me with an inner sense of power.

Getting up from my practice, I felt clear and open. I walked through the woods, seeing the trees and rocks and stuff not just as "things" but as vividly present and "alive". I stopped at a certain point, and felt for just a second a state of pure being with nature.

Within that short moment I felt such appreciation and wonder for all of it. I don't even know if "appreciation and wonder" are adequate words to describe what I experienced.

Then I heard people in the distance and it broke my concentration.

Beautiful things are happening. :)

Thank you spirits. Thank you elements. Thank you trees, rocks, wind, water, inti, pachamama and all of nature.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

A different space

It's been almost 8 weeks since I came back home from the ayahuasca retreat.

The good news is that the depression has not come back. (However my psoriasis has come back, but oh well.)

The unfortunate news is that I've been unable to connect with my husband ever since my return. I was horrified to discover this after being home the first week.

I came home feeling so light and expanded. And different. There is now a new sense of spaciousness, a new lighter part of me that I need to get to know. I can't lose it.

The ayahuasca also showed me what it is like to love and accept myself, something I never completely felt in my life. It is the most important thing in the world right now, and I need to learn to do it for myself without the crutch of a relationship.

My husband is a caring and giving person. He has been perfect to me. For a while it was hard not to feel like a wretched person.

It is such a shock because we had been getting along so well before all this. Our relationship seemed nicely tied up in a pretty little package. But of course once one issue came out, ALL our issues sprung out in a tangled mess. Our pretty package ended up being a distorted creepy Jack-in-a-box. Surprise.

My husband moved out not even two months after I got back from Peru. A mutual decision.

For a little while I felt like my life was ending.

The more I resist what is happening, the more confusing things feel. So I rest in the center of this storm, which is not really a storm if I stay calm.

If I can learn to love and accept myself even as I break the heart of a dear loved one, perhaps I have learned the lesson.

But still I can't help but ask sometimes:What the fuck is happening with my life?