Moving from Head to Heart

For the past couple of weeks I haven't been checking out my mom's Wisdom Workouts, but I have kept them in my inbox so that once I felt that I had some time to check them, I definitely would. 

I just went to this wisdom workout and it resonates with how I've been feeling.  The funny thing is that although mom posted it back in September, it was just the other day I finally put words to how I am feeling, when I wrote her an email update and in it I wrote "I'm ok... but I'm just feeling lost in space.  Not even space, lost in my brain.  I just feel like a big pulsating brain that is thinking thinking thinking about all the possibilities and all the unknowns and what is gonna happen next, and then some more thoughts on top of some more thoughts."

So, the first part of what she wrote is TOTALLY DESCRIBING ME! When I'm invited to "take a leap of faith" (I actually quite like those), I immediately hear that children's song "slide down my rainbow, into my cellar door. And we'll be jolly friends, forever more!"  Perhaps that could even be my serenade to my heart.

And now I ask my jolly friend this question:  "What is right action for me at this specific time ~ today ~ in my life?"

What I hear is that I'm doing it... I just need to remember to take more of those cleansing breaths and keep my heart open.

I can do that.  It is a bit scary though.  I think I will take some more of those breaths.

Right on!

On the surface of the world right now there is
war and violence and things seem dark.
But calmly and quietly, at the same time,
something else is happening underground
An inner revolution is taking place
... and certain individuals are being called to a higher light.
It is a silent revolution.
From the inside out. From the ground up.
This is a Global operation.
A Spiritual Conspiracy.
There are sleeper cells in every nation on the planet.
You won’t see us on the T.V.
You won’t read about us in the newspaper
You won’t hear about us on the radio
We don’t seek any glory
We don’t wear any uniform
We come in all shapes and sizes, colors and styles
Most of us work anonymously
We are quietly working behind the scenes
in every country and culture of the world
Cities big and small, mountains and valleys,
in farms and villages, tribes and remote islands
You could pass by one of us on the street
and not even notice
We go undercover
We remain behind the scenes
It is of no concern to us who takes the final credit
But simply that the work gets done
Occasionally we spot each other in the street
We give a quiet nod and continue on our way
During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobs
But behind the false storefront at night
is where the real work takes a place
Some call us the Conscious Army
We are slowly creating a new world
with the power of our minds and hearts
We follow, with passion and joy
Our orders come from the Central Spiritual Intelligence
We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking
Poems ~ Hugs ~ Music ~ Photography ~ Movies ~ Kind words ~
Smiles ~ Meditation and prayer ~ Dance ~ Social activism ~ Websites
Blogs ~ Random acts of kindness…
We each express ourselves in our own unique ways
with our own unique gifts and talents
Be the change you want to see in the world
That is the motto that fills our hearts
We know it is the only way real transformation takes place
We know that quietly and humbly we have the
power of all the oceans combined
Our work is slow and meticulous
Like the formation of mountains
It is not even visible at first glance
And yet with it entire tectonic plates
shall be moved in the centuries to come
Love is the new religion of the 21st century
You don’t have to be a highly educated person
Or have any exceptional knowledge to understand it
It comes from the intelligence of the heart
Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings
Be the change you want to see in the world
Nobody else can do it for you
We are now recruiting
Perhaps you will join us
Or already have.
All are welcome
The door is open
~ Author unknown

(thanks to my soulmate bestfriend for sharing this)

I ❤ the mooncup

When out with girlfriends, or in a girl group, I often inappropriately start talking about my mooncup.  I LOVE IT! It has totally revolutionalised my life, and made what some women call the "monthly curse" not even a big deal! I'd even go so far to say that I welcome it!

I wish that every woman would know about the mooncup, which is part of why I inappropriately tell women about it... all the time!  

I bought mine at Commonsense Organics in Wellington a few years ago - and I have never looked back! It is especially A-mazing if you are out and about, and if you are travelling... BEST FRIEND you could have.

As most of you know, I have been living in Indonesia for the past year, and I have no idea how I would have made it so long without my monthly companion.  Seriously! No mess. No trash to throw away. No taking up space in my already overflowing luggage!

In addition, there are no nasty side effects (like TSS), and there isn't evidence to throw away (I was SO GLAD for no embarrassing evidence when living in a country where your rubbish gets strewn across the front of your house by the roaming dogs and other animals).  There isn't bleach or other chemicals that are put into most tampons and pads... so it is a healthier option.

So, if you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here http://www.mooncup.co.uk/ or there is a US website here http://www.mooncup.com/index.html (I am happy to answer any questions you might have).

3 Cheers for the mooncup! HiphipHOORAY! HiphipHOORAY! HiphipHOORAY!

Futureme

So, every once in awhile since... since I think I was at CU, I go onto this site, and I write a letter to myself about what is going on at the moment, and where I hope to be, and then I send it to myself; my future self.

To be honest, I probably write the emails to myself when I'm feeling low or uncertain about life... not neccessarily bad, but so that in the future I can look back and remember that "this too will pass".

It's sort of like a journal entry to yourself.  But instead of having to go through your journal and see what you wrote, you get it sent right to you.

Just thought I'd share. Maybe you want to send an email to your future self?

Wellington

I know every branch, every thorn, every leaf
The contours of your roads, pavements, lanes
The skyline.

I am not from you,
But you are a part of me.

And I can breathe now that I am home.