vibrant hues, varying texture, and experiences
that allow for organic expansion.
This is a photo of my new “backyard”. If one chose to browse through my Flickr photos (listed on my sidebar), one would see that my new backyard is not at all similar to my “old” one.
For the last seven or more years, I have lived within a very secluded, protected beach community steps away from the ocean (or for the five years when my children and I were recently live-aboards on the boat, actually on the ocean). My refuge, the essence of my being, the place where I felt able to freely express myself in all ways.
In hindsight, I see that I had built a sacred container–a safe “island” of a place for me to heal, grow, learn, become. Blossom. And, so I have.
Having stepped out of chaos into peace, of abuse into care, I “needed” that space. Sacred containers are wonderful tools one may use in connecting and creating, yet let us think of potted plants. As the plants thrive, the containers no longer hold them and soon the same container that encouraged growth begins to hinder it. And so it was with the sacred container of my beach community.
There came a moment when I realized that all of my photos were similar in color, in background, in vision–ocean, sunsets, moon-rises, beach (all quite beautiful, and etched into the fiber of my being!). In cultivating extraordinary in my life, yet feeling plateaued in creating, I came to see that my struggle was within this sacred container…there was no room for expansion, and that discomfort could lead to complacency and stagnation if I allowed it to.
We think that when we (or something) no longer fit, we need to “break” the mold, if you will. As I share with you on my last day within this sacred container, I do not wish to cut cords or break anything. I hold it all with reverence and gratitude, with love, joy, and peace; for all was Divinely placed and received and is now woven into the tapestry of my life.
I am able to clearly see how each moment, each experience, led to this *now* of intentionality and sustainability that I am currently living.
This awareness is significant and essential when choosing to move forward; allowing the gift of presence to infuse my current choices and creations expands my world beyond my comfort zone and the perceived safety within predictability. Upon reviewing my past steps, I am not criticizing, berating, or judging my self. I am looking lovingly at the person I was and at all that I chose to open my heart to and experience fully; in such a way I am learning to look lovingly, with acceptance and delight, upon my self. It is a wonderful feeling to trust my self as I choose to move forward.
Gone is my fear of playing big, of expansion, of “needing” to know anything; replaced by this delight with the element of surprise, the joy of experimenting, and the ease of practicing unfolding within alignment.
One might say on a metaphysical level that ocean equaled solitude and farmland equals community; that for others my space by the ocean was one of refreshment and now my space by the farmland is one of sustenance. I understand that moving in one realm is moving in all realms, and I look forward to embracing all that this shift draws into my life.
I would like to share this about my move: the one thing that felt absolutely right was to honor my pace. I affirmed that this move would be one of leisure and enjoyment (quite a radical concept for me, in the past I tended to love movement yet resist the process of moving) . This was the first move that I physically did alone, with no external help. My body (that had been so ill in Fall I was on bed rest) was ready for the experience. I packed lightly, made multiple trips, stopped to eat fresh nourishing foods, rested, practiced Sun meditations and gratitude, laughed with my children, and even created a bit online. The words leisurely and enjoyment are too small to capture the essence of all that I felt.
My life affirmation is that I invest in all that is life enriching and spirit enlivening. When I looked at our belongings, if something wasn’t within alignment of that affirmation, it was donated, recycled, or discarded. I absolutely believe that our living space is a mirror of our heart space; my new living space is definitely “butterflies and glitter” and conducive to full creative expression and joy.
I cannot help but now look at all areas of my life and apply these same principles that allowed movement to be so full of ease and joy. What spaces have I outgrown? What (connections, beliefs, thought patterns) am I clinging to because it used to be comfortable but now no longer fits? And the flip side is: what new spaces are waiting patiently to be discovered and explored?
The question is not where have we allowed fear to restrain us. The true question is: where will we allow faith to move us?
Much peace and abundant love,
Reminder: Experiment. Explore. Experience.