Does your cynic scoff as much as mine at that overused word?
Can anything really change that much in just 13-weeks?
Celtic legend says that seeds do.
They rest in the dark for an entire season
Before stirring beneath the soil for their triumphant blossoming.
Imagine having an entire season to rest!
Winter is that season in the natural world.
We’ve been given 13 weeks of percolation
to take us from Winter Solstice to the Spring Equinox in March.
From longest night and shortest day to light harmonizing in time.
And it all begins next Friday evening.
But rest?!? Really?
The only way to let the dark time transform us
is to take matters into our own hands, Dear Ones.
In my last blog I suggested a very practical process
for creating a few precious minutes in this dark time for the next 13-weeks’ intentions.
One season isn’t much time really.
Or is it?
It’s enough for a seed to go from invisible to revealing its stunning beauty.
You see, every seed — and every artist of life,
no matter their medium —
must align with the natural forces that govern substantive transformation.
Creative flow can only happen if it’s held by some sort of structure.
If you know me even a little
You know that I’ve been rebelling against structure for most of my life.
Because it came packaged as rigid and punitive discipline.
Not really joy’s style.
Thankfully, fairly recently I’ve gotten a whole new take on structure…
(I’ll be sharing WAY more about that in the New Year, so stay tuned!)
And my life is flourishing as a result.
What I now know is
that it’s structure that holds the life of transformation I’m loving living!
See if this applies to you…
There are 2 kinds of structure absolutely essential for a seed to blossom
or a human to live a happy and satisfying life of beauty and artistry.
Obviously, the right circumstances or tools must be there…
water and sunshine
paintbrush and canvas
pen and paper (or computer!)
inspiration and ideas
But something else is essential or nothing will really happen.
Every delicious creation reveals itself in structured time.
And showing up in time is what allows the creative process to be birthed.
So here is query #2 for your solstice season…
What tools do you need to let your next creative transformation happen?
And what sort of structure will you create to hold you in time?
I invite you to use the next 13 weeks to bloom yourself into your next gorgeous revelation.
Dream into something you really want now…
(check out blog #1 for a bit of guidance)
And then, over the next few weeks,
create a scaleable plan to allow for its inevitable growth.
This is how you make your desire — and your joyous life — real!
This dark time is made for inner exploration.
But that potent opportunity is only available if you make it happen in time.
I’d hate for you to fritter it away consumed by the season’s parties and busyness.
Your own precious life’s potential is too promising to waste.
I leave you with this question…
How will you value your fully-lived life enough right now to create a structure to hold its Springtime blossoming?
Enjoy the quiet quest, Dear Loves!!!
I love an excuse to celebrate most anything.
But I have a really big birthday this week,
and something happened on Sunday
that has me celebrating much more than just the number.
Sunday I happened into a fascinating conversation
with someone on the opposite side of the political perspective.
This doesn’t happen often.
I live in blue country.
We could have spent our time defending our points of view.
But that would have been so boring.
What was fascinating to me was how we’d gotten there in the first place.
That’s when I had my birthday ah-ha.
You see, as kid I was pretty fearful.
Something bad happened to me when I was 4.
And we moved every year until I was 9.
New schools, new teachers, new unwritten rules to decipher.
So I was a careful child, and more than a little anxious.
If I could somehow get it all just right, then I would feel a little safer.
I got good at making the safe choices.
But the fear still lingered.
It always does… until it’s unmasked.
OK, so back to Sunday…
Talking with this quite brilliant man,
I realized that my political views
came from my own personal experience with fear.
I’d never considered that!
Turns out, everyone on the right or the left wants to feel safe.
It’s just our strategies that differ.
But looking at fear,
Learning how to unmask it instead of falling prey to it,
is what I’ve loved about growing older!
Because it’s fear that limits joy.
And no matter our age, joy is what everyone wants in life!
So… tonight I’ll be telling my own story,
talking about how fear ruled my life,
…and how I’ve come to recognize and disarm it when it still tries.
This is what I’m celebrating on this BIG birthday
Instead of wasting even a second bemoaning my not-so-young body.
If you’d like to be a part of this conversation tonight – Tuesday – at 9:15 EDT,
just friend me on FB
and ask to join Divining Beauties, my secret group just for women.
but later this month I’ll be hosting a webinar and inviting you to join in the convo.)
I’d love you to come celebrate with me!
Because making friends with my fear
is what has grown me into who I want to be in the world.
PS… If you’d like to go a little deeper on this life adventure unmasking fear, and replacing it with a deeper turn-on — real joy — you might like to join me on retreat in Mexico this January. But FYI, Friday is the last day for early bird pricing, so click here to find out more.
Here’s another blog I wrote a few summers ago about facing down the fear, if your appetite is whetted…
Maybe it’s just paying attention
And choosing to participate
Really being in whatever I’m doing.
Maybe it’s a practice, really, this attentiveness…
this responsibility to what I feel, right now.
Being awake to my body and my emotional life.
Being affected – by life, work, a lover, parents, children.
Noticing what is moving in me.
And noticing my hesitation,
when I back away from being real in order to be nice.
Or when I am afraid to hold a gaze.
Being free is not holding back.
Freedom isn’t indulging in reactivity
or spewing emotionality …
That’s being bound to the old.
I’m not free there.
Being free is being true.
Allowing myself all of me.
And everyone else every last bit of themselves.
I’m playing in the the-a-tre of free-dom this week. Asking these questions and watching what comes.
With 9 other explorers and you, the audience, if you’d like.
Meet someone dressed in a vibrant color on a corner in Great Barrington.
Be led into an exploration of freedom and intimacy.
My kind of adventure, and yours, perhaps, adored ones!