The decorations are down, company’s gone, and I’ve kissed my husband goodbye, watching out the window as drives down the laneway, thinking “this could be the last”.
A harsh reality I learned January 11th 2018 with just one phone call.
2018 was such a turbulent year, and a swift kick in the ass with perspective.
It seems we were thrown into the darkness only to remember that we have the ability to turn on the light.
The light of our own awareness.
And often times, perfection (aka resistance with a mask) stands between.
Osho once said:
“The perfectionist is bound to be neurotic, he cannot enjoy life till he is perfect. And perfection as such never happens, it is not the nature of things. Totality is possible, perfection is not possible.”
My brother was consistently kicking me in the ass with this perspective, and I was to uptight to pay attention.
But triumph rested on the wings of tragedy as the thunderous words of Oprah Winfrey, on the passing of my brother, played on my mind yet again:
“You are Strong enough to bare WHATEVER is to come. Do your grief work for the loss of his body then align with his Spirit and get on with a doubly empowered life. When people who’ve loved you in the flesh transition you get an angel you can call by name. He is closer to you now than ever. Don’t mitigate the power of that, giving energy to what can’t be regained.”
And for a long time I did “mitigate the power of that, giving energy to what can’t be regained” but I believe it was just part of the process.
As is life, a process, that if, and when, we’re ready to truly pay attention, is whispering and sometimes screaming our name.
“Each person is a body wrapped around a soul imbued with a dream trying to awaken within” Michael Meade
And sometimes, a lot of times, it takes being broken open for that awakening.
And I’m listening Oprah, I’m listening Universe.
I’m doing the work.
I call on that Angel daily.
We’re closer than ever.
And I’m getting on with a doubly empowered life.
As my husband turned the corner, and his car faded away.
I made a decision.
I could mitigate my life by stepping into the same patterns that wrapped around my soul.
Or I could take a deep breathe and imbue the dream awakening within me.
There is so much conditioning. So many distractions wrapping themselves around our souls.
And once realized, our resistance to it seems to grab hold our of our hands and lead us away.
Resistance has many masks, perfectionism being prodigious in it’s presence.
But it’s one we chose to fasten to our faces.
And one we can choose to take off.
What did 2018’s life experiences endeavour to whisper or scream to you?
And how can you utilize the lessons to unwrap your soul and awaken your dream?
What does it even look like?
What does it feel like?
What is the intent behind it all?
What does YOUR VIVID LIFE look like?
We’ve all made New Year’s Resolutions for years, and most likely broke them over and over again, measuring ourselves to some projected (conditioned) expectation that we be thinner, more successful, perfect.
But like my dear friend Jeff Brown says, “Out with the old, in with the true”
So take off perfections mask, and ask yourself what is true for YOU.
And start writing…
This is what I like to call, my New Year Vision.
Something, that for the last couple of years (with exception of last), I write for myself.
Not a list of goals, or accolades or future successes.
But what does My Vivid Life look like?
And here’s what I have so far…
“To wake up to the smell of coffee and the footsteps of fur-babies. Bask in the light of sunny days and soulmate chatter. Packed for an adventure and open for more. Sharing the light of a radically authentic path of awareness with seekers from far and wide. Playful, heartful, soulful, outward journeys, inward”
I’d love for you to share yours.
Please send it in what ever form inspires you. In a picture, in poetry, a quote, or in your own words, to email@example.com
And in memory of my brother, and in the spirit of his legacy, I would like to begin sharing them on January 11th.
Take a glance at some from previous years here
We’re in this together,