Archives for posts with tag: New Life

 And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye.” 
― Antoine de Saint-ExupéryThe Little Prince

REFLECTIONS

I am in a quiet place…at a loss for words. Or maybe I’ve used up my word allotment for this month! I feel as though I have to give some time to adjust to the shift that is occurring within my core. The internal driver that has raised me from the bed each day, for decades, has fizzled out. Some new source of power, a new sense of spirit, is coming to life.

During my road trip on March 17th and 18th, from Vancouver Island, through the Canadian Rockies, to Calgary, I had 12 hours to be silent. I scaled 2 mountain passes, and kept just ahead of the snowstorms. During this drive, I came to the realization that I no longer felt disappointed or dissatisfied in my life. I no longer felt lost, lonely or afraid. For the first time, I feel a part of my world, not apart from it and everyone.

Being in alignment with my soul and therefore the Unified Field/Cosmic Consciousness, I have purpose. I don’t feel I am marking time until my life REALLY begins or marking time until I die. My life is satisfying now, because I feel aligned with my soul, spirit and the Universe. The tricky part is trying to describe the experiential difference between living life in alignment with Cosmic Consciousness and living life from the material realm, the mind, alone. To an observer, I would seem exactly the same, doing similar activities….but if you could enter my experiential self, you too would be left speechless. Before I bid you adieux today, I will leave one example.

“Each suburban wife struggles with it alone. As she made the beds, shopped for groceries, matched slipcover material, ate peanut butter sandwiches with her children, chauffeured Cub Scouts and Brownies, lay beside her husband at night- she was afraid to ask even of herself the silent question– ‘Is this all?”
― Betty FriedanThe Feminine Mystique

 When I read Betty Friedan’s The Feminine Mystique, in the ’80s, I believed the road to happiness lay in balancing family and career…having it all. But ‘having it all’ felt as hollow as having nothing. I am only beginning to realize that the structures I imposed on myself, missed one essential ingredient…my heartfelt self. This is The Other Woman I have been searching for! 

This is a picture of me, in my new life as The Other Woman, ready for take-off!

New Life-Ready for Takeoff!

New Life-Ready for Takeoff!

REFLECTIONS

“We are not here to fit in, be well balanced, or provide examples for others. We are here to be eccentric, different, perhaps strange, perhaps merely to add our small piece, our little clunky, chunky selves, to the great mosaic of being. As the gods intended, we are here to become more and more ourselves.”

― James Hollis, What Matters Most: Living a More Considered Life

 Christmas Eve! A celebration of new life!

Even during the darkest days of the year, I now know that new life is still being created, constantly…perpetually. And I am not just thinking of the precious tiny babies that are born this day, every day, but the never-ending creation of new life within the “self “…that mysterious place that connects each of us to each other and to the Unified Field, the source of all that exists. It is this paradox, that new life is created even in the darkest of times, that has given me hope for myself and our world. If indeed we are leaving the era of ego based creations, to an era where humans create consciously, from their hearts and souls, we will experience the dawning of a new age.

Conscious Creators of a New World

Conscious Creators of a New World

It seems the first half of life is meant to be spent discovering our real reason for being on this planet…and the second half to express this ‘soul self’, in whatever creative manner we feel moved to use. As I went about life in my 20’s, 30’s, and 40’s, embracing the ‘workaday’ world, making a living, a home and a family, a quiet but potent force nudged me to discover that which would truly fulfill my destiny on this planet. At my 50th birthday, I invited those people who had made an impact in my life, and thanked them for their love and support. What I was not conscious of was that I was saying goodbye to them and the material life I had cherished to that point. Unknowingly, I was about to set out on a quest to find a spiritual life. It was mandatory for my survival. I needed balance between the material and the spiritual, so that I could live from my soul, expressing myself consciously, from my heart, not just my mind.

My quest for a spiritual life had all the elements of any quest…a desire for a missing object or experience, that was of such inestimable valuable to me, the hunter, that any number of obstacles, including near death and blindness, would be willingly faced in its pursuit. Every culture, past and present, has fairy tales, myths and folklore depicting such journeys…Sir Galahad on his quest for The Holy Grail…the Heroine’s search for a husband in the fairy tale, ‘East of the Sun and West of the Moon’…’The Wizard of Oz’s’ Dorothy, the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman, and the Lion, searching for Kansas, brains, heart and courage, respectively…and Holden searching for a sense of purpose in ‘The Catcher in the Rye’.

In finding that elusive and mysterious entity, we call the ‘spiritual life’, I can now live in balance between that and materialism, which encompasses the mundane but necessary aspects to keeping alive, sheltered and fed. Symbolically, perhaps, the image of the cross depicts this…the balance between spirituality and materialism. In finding this, after years of searching, after countless wrong turns, tragedies, mishaps and misadventures, I can live a life from my heart…my soul, expressing that which fulfills me.

Aspirations for Week 25 of 52

Changing Nothing, Accepting Everything, in the Quest for a Spiritual Life

I have come to accept, it makes no more sense to cling to a wonderful moment, a lovely day, a cherished friend or a material object than to wish away pain, or depression, stupidity or the drudgery of life. I cannot live in paradise if I want to grow into a conscious and fulfilled human. I have come to also accept that just as a garden goes through a cycle of deterioration, decline with eventual death, before there can a period of incubation, and creation of new life…so too must I.

I must allow old ideas and habits to die, when they no longer serve me well, just as I throw out clothes that no longer reflect the new me. When I was uptight and rigid, I wore very tailored and coordinated styles of clothing befitting a woman twice my age…now I am beginning to love clothes that flow!

So for Week 25 of 52, I will be Open Hearted to life’s moments as they are presented to me, willingly receiving whatever crosses my path.

Open Hearted to the Devine

Open Hearted to the Devine

%d bloggers like this: