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Humility is a natural state of being. It is what happens when the ego gets out of the way. Humility allows compassion, hope, trust , unconditional love and faith to play their role..

When we are in the state of humility we hear our inner voice. It is from here that we can align ourselves to our spirit… and connect with life.

It is through the state of humility that the ego can do what it is meant to do. 

Humility and ego are friends not foes, together they take the high road and together they allow us to become who we are desinted to become… achieve what we have dreamed of and live the life we are  meant to live… with humanity and love.

Drunken Butterflies

 

 

 

There is this feeling you get just prior to receiving your heart’s desire – or your dream come true – or commencement of the new life you have been aspiring towards. It’s a buzzy … empty feeling. Empty because the old seems to have departed – buzzy because there is so much room within and the buzz of anticipation resounds in all the empty spaces … like drunken butterflies dancing in the dark.

But there is always a process.

Sometimes it can be a recognition that something great is about to transpire. It may be a vague feeling, a restless feeling or even a heartfelt feeling – heartfelt because you have worked hard, so hard; towards manifesting that, which you truly desire, that, which has seemed for eons to draw you close.

Sometimes it happens that dreams come to prepare you – wild and restless and crazy dreams filled with vivid images and tumultuous happenings and these dreams can leave you tumbling around in a vortex-like haze where sleep defies you and anticipation jettisons you …forge-like, through and into the next moment, day, night…

Then there is the loss. Things you once knew about your life seem to disappear – as if by no volition of yours. From the prosaic to the deeper level where they psyche reigns … people, things, jobs, interests, ideals, thoughts, habits, desires, feelings… all appear to find their demise. A sense of annihilation besets you. (Ah but it is annihilation of the old and that which no longer serves you, but that concept eludes you…leaves you numb, empty.)

Suddenly it is as if you no longer recognize your life. Remnants of your former existence appear like mirrored images against the black… blurred edges representing who you were, are, and where you have been.

Suddenly it is as if you no longer recognize your life.

Then there is the purging and the grieving – one must grieve what one has lost irrespective of whether one no longer needs it or if it is superfluous or no longer serves who you are…who you are becoming.

Then comes the hollow. That seems to be the worst. Hollow… as if all the senses are searching for the old ways, habits, thoughts, feelings, things, attitudes, people or ways of being.

[Hollow kept me awake at night. Hollow ate my food, hollow told me I was stupid, nothing, had nothing, and achieved nothing. Hollow taunted me with tales of my past and played with my doubts.

 Hollow sucked.

I fought hollow. Occasionally I tried to fill it, with all the old stuff … but it didn’t work. That stuff didn’t fit anymore. Actually I couldn’t find half the stuff. At some point I had rid myself of it.]

Then comes the moment.

That moment where the hollow settles into a state of peace. The fight is over. At some point, you had ceased fighting and maybe didn’t recognize that moment. At some point you ceased the struggle and simply surrendered. Because deep down you knew – you knew that part of you who has seen your new life, your dream, your greater you…the you that was always in the state of becoming – is there waiting and guiding and joyously celebrating all the greatness that is yours to have, to own, to share, to be.

And you take that moment and reach out.

You  reach into the surrender and into the part of you that can take you to the final step.

And the reach becomes a leap.

And you take that leap of faith, the one you often-times heard about, maybe even thought you had done many times before, but hadn’t. The leap of faith that bridges your entire existence into a moment of oneness where time and space mean nothing more than moments of bliss and everything makes sense… finally.

And in a blind moment or a dread-filled instant, you leap across the ravine, the abyss. There is no turning back… for if you do you will drop into the black of despair or you will find yourself clinging to the edge of your old life in a state of paralysis, with lamentations echoing into the eons of time.

 

“I held on fast and never gave up 

No matter the toil, 

I danced and sang with every jolt 

And stood against each foil, 

And so I let my dreams come true 

With every tear I wept, 

Knowing that my time was due 

In faith I stood and leapt.”

 

And then … victory.  Sweet, sweet victory and the drunken butterflies dance again. No longer the feeling of empty resounding anticipation. This time the buzz has a different melody. The melody of celebration, peace, bliss, unity.  And the song is your anthem, the anthem of your long awaited dreams.

And you sigh. A mammoth sigh of relaxation. And you relax into the knowledge that it is all there. Now.

You have achieved.

You are victor!

You have arrived.

 

 

“So like Sisyphus in his journey of torment 

My path has been arduous, pushing the boulder upward. 

And as the face of the Gods found merriment at his plight 

So too I suffered such scorn … my soul it does bite. 

Within the sight of hideous scorn, mockery and disdainful glee 

Like my comrade Sisyphus, I did climb the steepest mountain 

Whose peak is way beyond the highest sky – beyond the dreams of mortal men at least, 

And I stopped breathlessly upon broken knees, and to the angels I did entreat. 

With prayer in my veins and hope in my sinew, I journeyed onward 

I did traverse across all sands of time and take no shade from the glaring sun 

I did plunge the deepest sea, filled with a torrent of flowing tears 

It was then I came to triumph, over my gravest fears. 

Crimson faith led me through, bloodied by my journeys toil 

And in the mocking faces who find such mirth in my travail 

I did wield the sword of freedom, for fear is not mine to have or to own 

With a soul that is strong and a heart that is brave, victory I have sown”

DKBates

Faith

He who loses money, loses much;

He, who loses a friend, loses much more;

He, who loses faith, loses all.

Eleanor Roosevelt

Doubt And Faith

Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.”

Khalil Gibran

Thought to ponder

How do you work with doubt?

Can you inject faith, hope and love into your moments of doubt?

Hope In A Jar

Apply 3 times a day.

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Crimson Faith

 

 So like Sisyphus in his journey of torment

My path has been arduous, pushing the boulder upward.

And as the face of the Gods found merriment at his plight

So too I suffered such scorn … my soul it does bite.

 ~~

Within the sight of hideous scorn, mockery and disdainful glee

Like my comrade Sisyphus, I did climb the steepest mountain

Whose peak is way beyond the highest sky – beyond the dreams of mortal men at least,

And I stopped breathlessly upon broken knees, and to the angels I did entreat.

 ~~

With prayer in my veins and hope in my sinew, I journeyed onward

I did traverse across all sands of time and take no shade from the glaring sun

I did plunge the deepest sea, filled with a torrent of flowing tears

It was then I came to triumph, over my gravest fears.

 ~~

Crimson faith led me through, bloodied by my journeys toil

And in the mocking faces who find such mirth in my travail

I did wield the sword of freedom, for fear is not mine to have or to own

With a soul that is strong and a heart that is brave, victory I have sown

~~

My Musings on Happiness

Summom Bonum

It is the summom bonum of all human aspirations to seek happiness.
Happiness is a place where we we are at peace.
We arrive at peace when we surrender.
And we surrender when we trust.
And we trust when we have a faith.
faith – trust – surrender – peace – happiness

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You cannot attain happiness it attains you …

but only when you surrender …

everything –

 sadness, worry, grief, fear, anxiety, anger, resentment.

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Go on – I dare you – let happiness attain you.

Faith

“Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.” Martin Luther King Jr.

Letting Go Of The Past – Embracing The New

Towards Creating the Life You Want

Today I reflect – yet again – upon my life and observe my present with a peek back into the past. Indeed the difference between the two is vast, miraculous, and glorious. Whew!! The keywords of the past 2 years have been FAITH, INTROSPECTION, RELEASE, SURRENDER, FAITH (again) DIVINITY, LOVE and DREAM.

Recap … two years ago saw my world flipped up on its ear. Termination of employer based job of 7 years, home I had loved for 7 years (is there a theme here?) – friends leaving, new friends entering, old thoughts banished, redundant habits booted out the door … the list goes on.

Chaos is the  miracle that brings bountiful.

Quite simply – my world was CHAOTIC!!! You know the sort of chaos I refer to? Don’t you? The chaos that is frightening, unsettling, and powerful enough to usurp ones normal, safe, comfy tranquil life.

Looking back it was all of that AND NOT congruent with living my dream … the future I aspired to and the one I reckon I deserve :-)

[Ps, you know the thing about comfy, is that it feels great, like putting on that fave pair of slippers at the end of a long day. However, after a while those same comfy slippers begin to reek, wear out and get plain old sloppy on the feet. Before you know it you are tripping along the corridors of your home.]

Booting the old out on its ear and letting the new in.

So, as I glance back, I see in the last 2 yrs I began my dream job (full time writer/counselor/mentor working for myself – my own hours); moved into a dream apartment; reunited myself with my guitar after 15 yrs; strengthened my connection to my divinity; became adept at leaps of faith.

Zooming in a bit closer … in the past (1) year I bought my dream car (cabriolet); achieved a writing dream with a publishing contract; went on a well deserved road trip; secured another writing dream by way of a ghost writing contract; strengthened my yoga practice (and grew a few extra muscles in my arms :-) )

Zooming in even closer to the last month … I joined a French group; began language lessons; contributed more to my healthy lifestyle repertoire; added skipping & pole dancing to my exercise regime; bought my first pair of joggers (I know, I know… sheesh); began planning my dream trip to France (the one that has been put on hold).

Next month will bring horse riding, bike tour, zumba, and more of the above and more of the beautiful magical unexpected.

The month after, belly dancing, French cooking class & more of the above along with more of the new and exciting including dreams come to fruition.

Dreams do come true.

I am proof of it.

I took a few hairy, scary leaps of faith.

I began the intrepid journey of moving away from that which no longer served me.

That which was incongruent with my dream.

Co-creating with God to Create the Life you want to Live.

When we set our desire, the universe conspires with us to achieve.

Those first shaky steps, wobbly and weepy steps, as I walked away from the old ways of the past and that which no longer served me, saw me before long, running towards my future.

Sometimes I glance back, but I don’t revisit for revisiting serves no purpose. I simply view the terrain of my beautiful past with a sense of awe, and observe prayfully, graciously and blessedly… how far I have travelled.

Focused on the future, my future, alive in the moment.

I walk steadily, head held high towards the future that beckons me, feeling alive and blessed in the present. I am constantly amazed at how much easier it becomes to continue walking this path living my dream and creating more of the same.

NB yes the word dream has been consistently highlighted through bold font throughout this article post. After all it is about dreaming big, manifesting one’s dreams and co-creating with God the life we wish to want … the one we dream of and plan to achieve.

Happy co-creating… Happy dreaming :-)