Of Cage-Rattlers + Helping Hands

4 weeks ago, I decided to go professional with my blog. My first admission here took a lot to tap out.

I sat down with my journal and teased out my personal brand of magic/my calling, my contribution to humanity, and what I could do to set the world on fire. I felt light and free and clear about my life’s purpose. Cue hallelujah chorus and angels rejoicing.

Then I woke up the next day and the fear began: what if I fail? What can I possibly offer the world that isn’t already out there? HOW will I get started?

Luckily, helpful souls restored my faith in myself pretty damn quick.

The fabulous Nikki Groom calmed my fears when I sent her frantic messages on Twitter and shared her story with me through email; turned out I wasn’t crazy and my emotional roller-coaster was totally normal after such a momentous (and public!) declaration. Phew.

John Kowalski added me on Skype, talked me through the uncertainties, and even shared his own personal word map and infographic that laid the foundation for his heart-centred approach to entrepreneurship. Amazing or what, right?

THEN the incredibly wise and lovably ass-kicking Sandi Amorim rattled my cage during a complimentary 30-minute call and freed my soul to reveal more of herself in my blog. This led to The Bonds Between You and I because Sandi emphasised the importance of being real and true to yourself, of letting out your story complete with emotion, authenticity, and purpose. So I did, and more of you connected with me because of it. To those who commented here and on my Facebook page, I thank you.

But I didn’t start this post to tell you all about my journey and leave it at that. I started it to emphasise the power of declaration.

Things fall into place when you get clear on what you want, why you want it, and what you’re willing to do to get it. Opportunities start flooding in to test your resolve, to see how committed you really are to the process.

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The Yearning

We all have the yearning.

Sometimes it’s faint, like a moth flitting around on the edge of our consciousness. Other times it’s a keen sensation, like a ball of fire in your gut as you ache for something you cannot yet identify.

The yearning is a sense that you want more to feel fuller, broader, more complete. Completion. It is an ache to fill a void so we can achieve completion.

What does completion mean, anyway? Doesn’t it imply that we are somehow lacking and need something else to make us whole? The answer to that is contradictory in and of itself: yes and no. Yes and No. Allow me to elaborate. Continue reading

No Holds Barred

How often do we let ourselves speak? Truly speak?

I don’t just mean having the courage to pipe up when we’re taking a stand for something or admitting an emotion. 

I’m talking about letting our hearts talk to us without holding back. mean conversing with the soul in a way that is free and open and attentive.

No holds barred. Anything and everything free to flow and emerge and just come out.

Out of the darkness stuffed with all our best ideas.

Out of the space chock-full with our desires and visions and abilities.

Out of the knowledge that we are bright enough to do whatever we want to do and we deserve to shine, goddammit.

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Trapped in Time

This one’s been percolating in my mind for a while now. I find myself dwelling on the past, reliving certain events and phases over and over and over again, and I realise that I’m trapped in time. Memories, people, emotions….even though many things have changed and are no longer applicable to my present, I still treat them like they’re breaking news. Can we all say “denial” together?

I wonder why I keep trying to resurrect past emotions, ties, friendships, and alliances. I can’t understand why I expect things to remain the same when I know for a fact that change is the only constant. I’m so tired of thinking in the same loop and promising myself that “I have to stop”.

That said, I really will stop living in the past. I doubt it’ll be easy, though. Even if it seems incredibly difficult, nothing in life worth having is easily achieved. Or something like that, anyway.