First resentment revealed itself...a low grade, but persistent resentment that has permeated much of my being. Naming that took courage and a willingness to tell myself some deep and hard truth.
Then powerlessness showed up...uninvited I might add! Yet there it was, pulling me down into its clutches and gripping me in hopelessness and futility.
All week, I've been up and down, swinging back and forth between clarity and despondency. This is very unusual behavior for me, and my world has felt very unsteady and uneasy. Somehow it's all part of my returning to my life here with my family after walking a sacred pilgrimage that has shifted dynamics within me on a fundamental and cellular level. What I got by with before no longer works, and those beliefs and behaviors that no longer serve are coming up to the surface to be revealed and released.
The challenge has been that I became very lost in the stuff and identified by it. I forgot that I am not it. It's as though the fears and concerns were fighting for their lives and were not going to give up easily. They had me in their grips really believing that I was not worthy of any of my dreams, or that I even could make a difference or a contribution.
Thank goodness I've been enrolled in Marianne Williamson's course called "The Divine Alignment of Body and Soul" - talk about perfect timing. In the Course of Miracles, all of our challenges come down to one thing - our separation from God. It's that simple, and all there is to do is to give over our challenges, thoughts, concerns, everything - over to God, and to re-connect with God. So despite my desire to pull away even further and slip unnoticed into deeper isolation, I chose to hand it all over to God. Because certainly what I was doing wasn't working. I turned it over to God, and to Mary, Michael, and St. Sarah, my personal saint, who is there for me even if I don't always believe it or know how to access her.
And something shifted. I woke up at 2:45 in the morning a couple of nights ago, and felt a creative clarity and an aliveness within me that I had not experienced in a while. And I decided that I was going to take some steps forward to create sacred walks for myself and others. I began the design on my Chakra Walks, I looked at the calendar for 2014 for pilgrimages in England and Spain, and I created my Nordic Walking class series. Baby steps, next steps. My friend, Richard, from the Mary Michael Pilgrims Way - www.marymichaelpilgrimsway.org - organization in England, shared this poem with me by David Whyte - and I chose to receive its wisdom and start close in.
START CLOSE IN
Start close in,
don't take the second step
or the third,
start with the first
thing
close in,
the step you don't want to take.
Start with
the ground
you know,
the pale ground
beneath your feet,
your own
way of starting
the conversation.
Start with your own
question,
give up on other
people's questions,
don't let them
smother something
simple.
To find
another's voice
follow
your own voice,
wait until
that voice
becomes a
private ear
listening
to another.
Start right now
take a small step
you can call your own
don't follow
someone else's
heroics, be humble
and focused,
start close in,
don't mistake
that other
for your own.
Start close in,
don't take the second step
or the third,
start with the first
thing
close in,
the step you don't want to take.
Today, the core of my struggles and challenges revealed itself to be named - SHAME. As I named it, I knew that this is what has been underneath it all - including the resentment and powerlessness. Shame has caused me to separate from my Self, from God, my dreams and desires, my path, and my love and acceptance of myself. I could see and feel it so clearly. And the antidote is simple. To choose self love and acceptance.
Every time I feel the sensation of implosion and contraction in my body, I can choose to be aware that this is how I experience shame coming in to take over the show. I can name it, and in doing so, I can choose something different. I can choose self-love and self-acceptance. Simple. Perhaps not always easy.
This is my starting with the ground beneath my feet, starting with what I know - my body. My body never lies and I know this sensation all too well. I now know if I allow the implosion to implode that shame will once again have me in its grip. And even in the midst of this hell-hole, I can still choose to remember that I have a choice, and choose self love and acceptance. That's what this past 2 weeks have taught me - that no matter what, I can always turn it over to God, and in doing so, reconnect with Spirit, with the divine, and in turn, with my Self. That's what this journey is all about - reconnecting with my Self so that I can love my Self, all of me, and fully accept all of who I am. From this place of love and acceptance, I can honor my dreams and desires, and get to contribute all of me to being of the highest service.
It's such a paradox isn't it? For me to fully be of contribution and service to others and creating Heaven on Earth, I actually have to fully love and accept my Self. And to fully love and accept mySelf is at the same time being in full connection with the Divine and all that is.
And if this is true for me, I know that this is true for others too. That my journey is a mirror and invitation for others to connect with and love themselves profoundly so that they too may walk their path of contribution and service from a place of wholeness, connection, and self love.
It's almost midnight on 8-0-1. I am so grateful for this journey I am on, for the sacred pilgrimage paths that have initiated me onto a path of evolutionary transformation that is aligning with my soul's mission and purpose. Everything that does not serve my true purpose is being revealed and released from my being. I am so grateful. I am so blessed.