Archive for July, 2011

Just say no.

Posted by:peace.love.free on Jul - 7 - 2011 - Filed under: self indulgent ramblings -

Yes.

Yes is juicy.  Full of Potential.  Expansive.  It’s that tingle at the base of your spine and the zing in your gut when you’re hooked into something new.  Yes is big.  Bold.  Confident.  It is crazy abundant and it wants to invite everyone to the party.  Yes is wide open and bursting with life.

Yes is what we say when we get the job, get the girl, when we blow the roof off the house during that earth shattering orgasm.

Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh God YES.

No.

No is small.  It’s dragged down by insecurity and limitations.  No is exclusionary and rooted in scarcity.   It’s breakups and closed doors and shutdowns. No is faded and dreary and undesirable.  It’s empty, icky, cold.

No is reserved for when we are rejected, or dejected or saying a sceptical ‘not in your lifetime” to opportunity.  No is risk averse, stuck in safety mode.   It’s crossed arms and protective posture and mad stomping feet.  It screams negation, denial, refusal.  We use no for anger and loss and those big ole’ walls we use to keep out the imaginary tigers.

Hell No.  Hells No.  I said NO.

Oh really?

What if it’s not that simple?

Stop for a moment, right now.  Think of an area or a person or an opportunity in your life where you have been saying yes.   This potential something is full of possibility, could be magic, should make everything bigger and brighter and better.

So why are you dragging your feet?  Why are you collapsing in exhaustion or jealousy or paranoia?  Why are you not leaping headfirst?  Or if you’ve already leapt, why did it feel more like a belly flop than a graceful swan dive.

You said yes.  Yes, but with misgivings.  Yes, but this looks nothing like the picture on the brochure.  Yes, but with a soft “I’m not quite sure” whispering in your ear.  Yes, but with a heaping dose of fear and anxiety and that twisting in your gut that usually accompanies a sense of somethings-not-quite-right-ness.

Does that particular yes feel juicy?  Abundant?  Sparkling with life and gratitude?  Does it feel like you’re really going to blow the roof off with the sheer expansiveness of your soaring soul?  Or maybe, do you feel a little like Meg Ryan-as-Sally did in that infamous restaurant scene – like you’re faking it because you can, or to prove a point, or because it’s easier than the alternative?

Let’s get this clear right now.  You do not have to say yes to grow.  You do not have to say yes to be brave.  You do not have to say yes to everything in order to move mountains or be wild, or succulent or true.

No can be a profoundly powerful word.

Sometimes no is the word that precedes the deepest possible honoring.  Sometimes saying no to potential means wholeheartedly and joyously claiming what already is.  Sometimes no is the simplest way to expand into your own life, fully and completely.

Your real life.  Your right now life.  The life right in front of you and all around you.  The sacred and hallowed space you have already created and committed to.

No can be tender, and inward focused and healing in all the right ways.  It can turn your attention to where it is most needed and bring together all the scattered parts of yourself.  No also has the power to be big, and bold and full of roaring goddess power.  No does not require that we relinquish our spirit and slink off, tails between our legs.

Not even close.  No, offered with reverence and respect for the divinity of what is, can be the most brilliant, blinding force of all.

The yearning for the potential and the ceaseless drive to be more-more-more can pull us away from what is already here.  We want that growth, that magic; we want to explode into life, addicted to the adrenaline of being wide awake and fierce with reality. And there’s a time for all of that.

But sometimes we get caught up in the quest and forget the purpose.  Sometimes we fail to listen to our bodies and souls as they beg us to sit and reflect instead of pushing forward.  Sometimes a quiet and definitive no – one that comes from the purest place inside us – can be the first step back to the vastness of our own experience.  A firmly whispered no, beginning in your heart and moving through your body until it finally bursts forth, can be an inspiring and awesome declaration of truth.

Listen closely now:  No is not always negation.  No can be pure sparkling affirmation.  Sexy, empowering, mind blowing, glittering verification of your own personal power.  A solid confirmation of the wisdom of your wild and perfect heart.

No, not there.  No, not now.  No, not like this.  No, not you.   This does not feel good.  I do not need to push myself this hard.  This is not the right time. This is not what I expected.  I do not always have to hurt in order to learn and grow.  I am already big enough, brave enough, and bold enough.  I have passed this test already, and I have earned this rest.  I am enough, just as I am.  I have more potential than I can comprehend, right here and now.  Look around me, I am blessed beyond measure.  I am exactly where I need to be. I need to be exactly where I am. I am a blessing manifest.

Just one no can stop the roller coaster and drop you off so that you’re facing right where you need to be facing.  Bringing your life, your gifts, your love into divine alignment and giving you exactly the space you require to exhale and expand and become.

And that, my friends can be as spine tingly, expansive, and full of potential as anything Meg Ryan could ever have cooked up by screaming yes in any classic rom-com.  And I’m pretty sure that once the other diners get a glimpse of your spectacular post-no glow – they’ll be requesting a heaping plate of exactly what you’re having.

{All that, and no walk of shame necessary.  Bonus.}

Go on.  Say no.  Feel the alignment.  Breath Deep.  Expand.  Now that’s something I can say yes to.

 

Moving Me 2.0

Posted by:peace.love.free on Jul - 5 - 2011 - Filed under: self indulgent ramblings -

Kate Inglis

My fellow Maritime girl.  She writes books (real ones).  She takes  pictures (fantastic ones).  She takes care of rude pink-shirt-wearing guys in bar lines (you had to be there).  For sheer talent with words, Kate brings me to my knees every single time.

Plus – she’s the only one on this list I’ll get to drink with this month.  That automatically gives her extra points.

*Scar*

Oh Kate – wise woman, teacher and friend –  thank you.  From a mama determined to break this pointless cycle of self-loathing, thank you.

Try, every step: thank you. Every scent and stretch and touch and yank and knock and growl: thank you.

 

Jen Lemen

I am a certified Jen Lemen stalker.  I am not afraid to admit it.

*How To Fall In Love, A Beginners Guide*

Remember what I just told you about loving too much?  From the woman who makes me fall in love over and over and over again – with her words, with her art, with her soul.  Erase the page.  Yes!

Let yourself be overcome by the miracle of it, that you stumbled on something divine in human form, and took it all the way into your heart. Go ahead, be ridiculous. Let the smallest thing mean everything. Forget about being rational and classifying this experience in any particular category. You’ll miss out on something amazing if you do that, and trust me, you don’t want to miss it.

Danielle LaPorte

As someone pretty sharp said to me recently – “what a way with conversational deep speak”!  She’s the queen of get to the point/look you straight in the eye/white hot truth.  She talks, people listen.  At least I do.

*loving your doubts: alert, humble and hungry*

This snapped me awake.  You mean my doubts are not something to hide from?  Not a reason to shy away from experience?  Boom.  I’m a new woman.

You can be deeply certain, and slightly doubtful.
You can be scared, and really, really ready.
You can give it your all, and then give it over to God.

Love your doubts. Stay awake.

Julie Peters

This found me on facebook.  And say what you will about me….I know truth when I read it.

*Why Lying Broken in a Pile on Your Bedroom Floor is a Good Idea*

The concept of broken and whole has been playing through my mind and my writing frequently over the past few months.  We are all intrinsically broken, and every last one of us utterly whole.  This piece gave me a new goddess to keep close when i explore my own brokenness and give thanks for how many times I’ve been given the opportunity to put myself back together.

It means nothing unless we can keep on breaking apart and putting ourselves together again as many times as we need to. We are already “never not broken.” We were never a consistent, limited whole. In our brokenness, we are unlimited. And that means we are amazing.

Ronna Detrick

Somedays you stumble across a blog, and then accidentally lose the rest of your day.  Uh huh.  Don’t pretend you don’t know EXACTLY what I’m talking about.  When i found Ronna, I’m pretty sure I lost an entire weekend.  For reals.

*Ready or Not [or: why it doesn't really matter]*

And this post?  If you need to be reminded of your  own wild woman.   If you need to take a leap.  If you need that heart pounding faith in your own glorious self…read this.  Empowered by every last word.

You can trust yourself. You will know when it’s time. You will let go, rise up, speak out, and soar in glorious, glistening beauty and power. Wild and extravagant. I promise.

to be moved…

Posted by:peace.love.free on Jul - 4 - 2011 - Filed under: inspired,poetry -

{I want to be moved}

I want to be moved
damn it.
so move me

move me
make me
feel
push me past
my resistance
info that wide open space

give me something
beyond
the ordinary
beyond what you give
to the rest of the world

show me your naked soul
and I will gasp at your beauty
show me your unveiled eyes
and I will weep at your truth
show me your heart
cracked and broken
and I will hold it
with more tenderness
than you could ever possibly
imagine
and if you trust me
if you give me time
I will show you how
those very cracks
make you whole

I crave a depth
uncommon
I crave a meaning
deeper than
surface
I crave a glimpse
of spirit
divine
and I crave a touch
so primal and
earthly that it brings me
to my knees.

you bring me
to my knees.

I want transcendence
I want to be shattered
I want to gasp at the
brilliance of
ordinary moments
and extraordinary times
and these are the most
ordinary
extraordinary times

so shatter me

I want to know the secrets
your bones hold

I want to see drums of passion
beat
behind your fluttering
eyelids
I want to know what moves
you
Where your center lies
and just how far I can go before
I reach the edge
of you.

I want to feel
everything
push myself to feel
more
push myself past the
pain
lean hard against discomfort
fight numbness
and complacency and
comfort

in search of
more
in search of this
in search of that blinding
searing
goddess power
to touch the
muse
to
break the spell
to move the world

I want to be moved
dammit
so move me.

{4.22.11}

 

the dark side of the lens…

Posted by:peace.love.free on Jul - 2 - 2011 - Filed under: inspired -

I could pull incredible quotes from this all night long, but some things are just better experienced first hand.

This makes me want to learn new things.   Push my boundaries.  Practice really and truly being in the moment.  It makes me want to be a little larger, a little bolder.  It makes me want to explore the edges of my limits and the center of my passion.  It inspires me to live.

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