All posts tagged: energy

The Energy of Being Real

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Following is an excerpt from a daily book I’ve been reading this year; The Book of Awakening by Mark Nepo.  It is filled with rich and poetic words, ideas, and thoughts to encourage having the life you want by being present to the life you have.  This particular excerpt struck me and I had to share, as I’m constantly on a quest toward self-actualization, authenticity being top priority.  These words make me draw back and relax with the realization that we can stop pushing so hard and just BE REAL. “”Mana” is a term originally used in Polynesian and Melanesian cultures to describe an extraordinary power or force residing in a person or an object, a sort of spiritual electricity that charges anyone who touches it. Carl Jung later defined the term as “the unconscious influence of one being on another.” What Jung speaks to is the fact that the energy of being real has more power than outright persuasion, debate, or force of will.  He suggests that being who we are always releases an …

Hold On

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The other day I had dinner with some of my dearest friends.  It was the usual for us….wine, salad, whipped garlic and arabic bread, a healthy marinara dish.  We spoke of  jobs, relationships, diets.  Three of us got right into our usual analysis, the complexities of masculine versus feminine and the road to emasculation.  The other one of us who happens to embody  masculine made fun of us, playfully insulting our insight. We bitched a little, ate a little,  laughed a little, drank a little, reflected a little. Yes..it was an ordinary night of our usual loveliness. and then….. we shaved our friend’s head. Breast cancer. Aggressive. Chemotherapy. Hair falling out. My dear friend took off her hat, exposing her patchy head. We marveled at her beauty..still present, even without her usual thick shiny head of hair.   We pulled a stool into the bathroom.  Our “masculine” friend decided to be the shaver. (We let her as we didn’t want her to feel emasculated).  She lathered her head up and began, carefully, softly, lovingly shaving …

Inspiration India Arie

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Yesterday was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  and that is an understatement. Today is a new day. and the universe wrapped its loving arms around me on this Monday morning.  It gave me some sunshine and then it gave my heart an itinerary for the day when I turned on the radio.  The first song. I accepted this gift today with much gratitude. and continued on this path filling up my mind and soul and heart with more inspiration from India Arie. So if you happen to be going through some blah-ness too….. and lastly…….. Pay attention to the signs that are dropped into your day from the universe.  If you’re reading this… you probably needed it too. xo

A Nun, A Hooker, and Me

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Isn’t it amazing??!! We have this one life…this one very life that we’re living. The power that we have over this one life is really quite extraordinary.  We can mold our life..this one life….and change it at any step of the way.  We have the power and the authority to make choices to completely change our life and its direction. I was just thinking…I could very well decide to become a nun right now if I so desired.  and my life would then completely change… and my journey..my path would be so entirely different…..habits and a whole new set of sisters… I could decide to become a hooker even. I could! I could direct myself to go down the hooker path with drugs, and darkness, and danger.  Yep. As I’m the artist of my own life…I can mold it into whatever I choose. But then…. could I really do that?  Would that person be me still? The me that fills up my insides?   It seems like my soul would have to resonate with the …

The Power to Be

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This week I decided to get off my ass.  I made the choice to start fresh. start new. move forward.  I had been paralyzed for some time, dealing with the grieving that comes with an ending to something you thought would last forever~ a marriage.  When you’re in a marriage, you have your ideas about what is “supposed to be” ingrained in your mind, soul, and heart. Your future, while always uncertain, contains a security based on the idealism of forever.  Clearly, my soul and heart needed the time and space that this paralysis offered to catch up to my head and to reality.  To filter out what “could have been” and what was “supposed to be” with what “is”.  I was overwhelmed with a life ahead of me that was now open to ANYTHING. ….ANYTHING I wanted…which was EVERYTHING…and EVERYTHING paralyzed me into NOTHING.  and that’s where I got caught up in….doing NOTHING. In conjunction with my week of starting new, I happened across a TREASURE at the bookstore that LEAPED and TWIRLED right into my soul.  It’s …

Embracing the Ebb

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Today I woke up…feeling unhealthy…negative….depressed…..feeling the flow of my life and its creativity come to a halt. Slam!  Was it that my kids were home from school invading my precious territory of peace and quiet …..or the weight of needing a job..a big girl job…to make money and provide some independence…Blah. ..or simply the bloated result of the massive amounts of tequila and salt in my steady diet of margaritas as I avoid responsibility, fitness, and progress? Regardless, last week I was flowing….designing a business, creating art and completely inspired….and this week I’m EBBING.  (and No ~ I’m not PMS-ing!) So I set out to enjoy a day of depression without feeling guilty about it, as even optimists are allowed to  wallow in their own misery from time to time.   My idea was to watch a few sad movies, have a good cry, swear, not shower, steal some of my kids’ Halloween candy…and just feel sorry for myself. After my coffee, I went into my bedroom to retreat under my covers and immerse myself …

PMS

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Today is the beginning of my descent to the dark side of the moon.  Let me explain.  Three days ago Andrea Clegg Recor was going to someday take to the roads with my soul sistas in our very own pink caravan filled with gold scarves and fancy ideas spreading good cheer and vivaciousnes.  This, I had stated in my Facebook status update anyways. ~Cut to today. ~ Today I want to hide out in a dirty brown trailer with flat tires and smoke cigarettes, kill flies and my husband too.  My bitch lines are on fire.  You know the ones…. right between the eyebrows.  I think they officially show up when one turns 30.  Remember how our parents always told us not to make funny faces because they would stay that way.  They were in fact telling the truth….even if they didn’t realize it.  My bitch lines (I refer to them as a sourpuss stamp in polite company) are showing up hard from many years of practice… I have tried to blame them on headaches, dry eyes and squinting from the sun, …