I woke this morning with a prompt to receive. Something like: allow World to love you as much as you love World. Tell your stories, allow World to *see* you, and revel in all that you receive.
The first entry I read on Facebook was from Sandi Amorim: “First word that came to mind this morning was audacious! How will this show up for you today?”
So, I looked up audacious via Freedictionary.com: 1. Fearlessly, often recklessly daring, bold. 2. Unrestrained by convention or propriety; insolent. 3. Spirited and original.
My answer to Sandi: “Wow…*my* first word was ‘receive’…so I looked up audacious (thank you!) and I will release self-limiting, share my stories, and allow World to love me as much as I love World.
(Reflection: I find connecting through social media to be great fun and very enriching. I only subscribe to sites that reflect inspiring and enlivening to me, or offer opportunities for me to expand. What I receive from these connections is the invitation to explore, experiment, and experience with resources I might not have otherwise been exposed to).
And, then I received the gift of this message: The Soul Juice Manifesto.
So, I have a story to share. (Thank you for listening!).
In the sailing world, there is a huge difference in technique when one chooses to cruise or to race.
In general, cruisers pick a destination, wait for “nice” weather conditions, and leisurely make their way.
In general, racers are given a course, regardless of weather conditions, and are extremely focused on sail-trim and boat handling.
As an avid sailor, I am adept at cruising and racing. Cruising allows me the delight of experiencing abundant peace and joy as I feel the wind pattern and current and see the beauty all around me. Racing allows me the rush of adrenaline, the direct focus of my energy, and the quick application of my skills within competition. I love both cruising and racing.
(And might we use this as a metaphor for creating in life: liken cruising to unfolding and liken racing to manifesting).
Once, while on a race, the captain was using a very advanced computer system. He was used to winning first place, he trusted his system, and his orders were curt and precise. Adjusting to his technique required that I release what I thought I knew and listen attentively.
I could have bristled at the tone of his voice, or his disregard for connection; instead, I listened to his guidance and adjusted the sails accordingly.
When I heard: adjust the jib one/eighth of a millimeter, I temporarily froze. What exactly is one/eighth of a millimeter…and really, if I could accomplish that, would it make a difference? But my fingers were already calculating what did I feel one/eighth of a millimeter was, and letting out the sail accordingly; imperceptible to my mind, but felt through my fingertips.
That moment stays with me always. (and yes, we won the race).
Fast forward to this *now* of three years later.
Having released the boat, the pup, my full-time offline job, and quite a few special connections, my external today looks and feels far different from even three months ago. (Yes, the children remain *grin* but they have *grown* to almost unrecognizable!).
While my mind cannot fathom understanding, my being knows with clarity and acceptance “why” it happened. What I know metaphysically is that when I release internal layers, external follows, so all of this was to re-align.
What I also know is that when I release metaphysically, physical follows, and vice-versa. It is a common practice for me to release layers to make room for new to be perfectly placed.
My physical being of self felt quite stale. So, I made the decision to chop my hair…I released my long pony tail, my golden locks, layers of past. literally. Which then allowed me to release them metaphysically. Any residual pain, confusion, and discouragement transformed to gratitude, trust, and curiosity. My heart whispers are soaring, I am tapped fully into flow, and my soul is celebrating this space. Such joy, relief, freedom!
This small, but significant, (one might say one/eighth of a millimeter) change invited my spunk, my verve, my moxie, my zest, right back into my life. (I didn’t know it was missing! It was!).
My external circumstances remain the same, but I find that there is an abundance of laughter, magic, love, light in my life. Not to sound “polly-anna-ish”, but truly the sunshine lights my heart, the moonbeams soothe my soul, and the World is a glorious place to be. Yes, my heart still hurts, but it’s healing; and my steps might still be a little timid, but I am stepping; and my smile is one that reflects knowing that one can jump into the precipice of unknown and allow Universe to catch you and absolutely enjoy the free fall into liberation.
Much peace and abundant love,
Reminder: Experiment. Explore. Experience.