Be Still

We all have moments in life where everything seems to be just too much.  You wake up late, then rush downstairs to find that something spooked the cat and she knocked a decorative container filled with decorative beads off the table and it shattered into a hundred pieces, then you get on the road and WHAM!  Flat tire…. You finally get to work and the only spot left to park is the farthest one from the door and happens to be next to the biggest puddle in the entire lot, so now your pants are wet up through the ankles.  Then you walk in and everyone seems to be affected by the negative tone that has been manifesting in your life with delay after delay, so now you are dealing with bad vibes from every direction…. It’s just too much.

What do you do in those situations?  Do you give in to the negativity and continue to feed it by getting upset and wondering “why me”?  Or, do you recognize that no one is out to get you and this is just a moment in your lifetime, and it will soon pass to be replaced with calmer and happier times?

The power of negativity can be so overwhelming, and its affects can be downright frightening.  Stress, sickness, hatred, depression, anxiety… The more negativity is allowed to take hold and develop the more manifestations it will take.  Many times the event affecting you that you categorize as negative is a manifestation of negativity from elsewhere.  It is so important for you (and for those around you) to stave off feeding into it; hold it at bay or transmute the energy to good.

Learning to turn a negative into a positive is one of the harder things to master.  I continue to look into the reason why it is so easy to latch on to negatives when really it is just as easy to hold on to positives.  I will be the first to admit that there are times I allow negativity in to my space and let it fester there, but I have come such a long way from where I used to be.  I can very easily recognize when I am doing this and actively resolve to stop it in its tracks, and depending on the situation turn it around so that it shines with the Light of the sun.

How?

The way we approach things and deal with issues is unique to our personal beings, however, many of the ways that work for one will also work for another.  It is best to try different things to see what works for you, and you will most likely end up tweaking it a bit so that it turns unique to you.

Here are a few ways I deal with negativity.

Breathe. 

Whenever I feel it start to creep over me – anger, irritation, impatience, etc. – I start to breathe.  I take deep breaths in, hold for a couple counts, and then slowly let it out.  I continue this process for however long I need to. 

• Sometimes I will add a yoga move to my breathing:  Sun Salutation (only depending on where I am, I don’t follow the whole cycle, I will instead just follow the first 3 moves of breathing  - exhale arms to the chest, inhale arms to the sky chest wide open, exhale dive forward to touch the ground).

When this starts to happen in the middle of a conversation with someone, I will recognize that it’s happening and just mentally check myself to stop.  Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.  When it doesn’t, I will practice breathing once the conversation is over.

Laugh.

Laughter truly is the best medicine.  It works like a charm for anyone who is sad, and it’s even been said that the more you laugh the longer you’ll live.  I have no idea if that is true, but I completely agree with the sentiment!  When unpleasant things happen to me, I will take that moment to laugh at the absurdity or the irony of it, rather than take the victim route of questioning why it happened.

If I am talking to someone who is just repeatedly putting themselves down or complaining about events, I will try cracking a joke.  Sometimes this backfires… I can have a sarcastic wit that can get lost on people…. But for the most part I am very good at reading someone and know just what to say to get them to smile.  Indeed, making people smile is one of my favorite things to do!

Recognize the lesson.

Sometimes when a negative happens it’s because we need to learn something from it.  Maybe something from the past, maybe something for the future.  The trick is to take you out of the equation and look at it from a passenger’s point of view.  What happened?  Why?  Could it have been prevented?  What has changed because of it?  How could that be a good thing?  Write it down in a journal (HUGE advocate of journals!) and if you don’t see the lesson yet, you will.

Be still. 

This is my ultimate favorite way to deal with negativity, but due to the environments I prefer to be in when I practice it, I can’t always use it as my “go to” technique.

When I say “be still,” what I mean is to be here, be aware, be present.  Bringing your awareness to present is a fantastic way to ground yourself and to know that life is so much more than meets the eye.  It helps remind us that we are spiritual beings, connected to a vast world that we’ve only scratched the tiniest of surfaces of knowing.

How to be still?  There are a few ways I do this. 

Walk outside.

I drive to the nearest forest and go for a walk, setting the intention before stepping on to the path that I will see what I need to see to help bring focus.  Then with that in mind I walk, and when something beautiful catches my eye I stop.  Then I take a few deep breaths in and out, and look at what has caught my eye.  See everything about it; take in all of the details.  This focuses my mind to present.  Once I’m truly here, then I will expand my awareness to all of my senses.  What am I hearing?  What do I smell?  What do I taste in the air?  What am I feeling at this moment?  This invariably fills me with the deepest of calms.  It nourishes my soul and allows me to feel grateful that I am alive to experience all these things this beautiful world has to offer.

Take a bath.

Some people underrate baths.  Men will often write them off saying it’s a woman’s luxury or only necessary when deep muscle aches need soaking.  But baths are purifying and detoxifying, and I believe everyone should soak in comforting waters at least once a month.  To get the most out of baths, I suggest using lots of candles for lighting, use oils or scented bath foam for aromatherapy value (try lavender, vanilla, patchouli, or sandalwood), and take in a portable stereo to play soft, relaxing music (spa music for an at home spa night!).  When you are in tub, follow the steps outlined above to center yourself and bring your awareness to all your senses.  The only problem is sometimes I get so relaxed I fall asleep… once I woke up an hour later to cold bathwater…  That was a shock!

Just be still where you are.

You certainly don’t need to be in nature or in a bath to practice being still… but those are just the easiest places for me to do it.  Practice being still in different places to see where you get the best results.  I’ve done this during a busy day at work and was surprised at the outcome.  However, it wasn’t very long lived, as the phone then rang and I had to quickly switch focus back to the tasks at hand.  But I was relaxed and ready to tackle the next project.

 

As stated before, there are several techniques you can use to combat negativity, and I hope that one of mine helps you!  Remember you can always tweak things to better suite you.  Some people like to exercise, some turn to a good book, others knit or craft.  Yoga and meditation are awesome peace bringers.  Experiment, find what works for you.  Because the more happy and positive YOU are, the more happy and positive the world is.  Life is better when you smile!  :-)

Stormily yours, with Love and Light!

Bec*

Ice Rainbows and Eagles

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I left the house this morning in a bit of a rush, having remembered at the last second – which is typical for me – that the gas level in my car was  low and I wasn't sure if I would make it all the way in without stopping.   I had to sacrifice making a lunch in order to leave 10 minutes early, which would have given me plenty of time to stop if I needed to.  I had about 20 miles left to go when my car dinged to tell me that I really should consider Refueling.  There was a gas station about 5 miles up the road, and while prices are typically more expensive there than where I work, I decided that since Car was dinging with possibly more than  20 miles left before I reached my destination, and with the temperature gauge on the dash reading a balmy 1°, I better pull in and fill up.

As I pulled up to a pump I ignored a small feeling that I should move to another one.  It would prove to be a mistake (or would it?).  I quickly stopped the car, turned off the engine and jumped out to start the fueling process.  I tried not to think about the bitter cold that made it feel as though the layers of skin on my face and hands were stripped away as I fumbled out my card and swiped it into the machine.  The display was taking a long time to load up due to the sub-zero wind chill temperatures; I had my hands jammed into my coat pockets and was doing a tiny holy-shit-I-am-cold dance while my eyes bored holes into the screen.  Slowly it revealed the next step of instructions for me to enter thy pass code to proceed.  I started to punch in the numbers, and even though I heard it beep it did not display the asterisk on the screen serving as my visual confirmation of acceptance.  The cold.  The damn cold.  I continued on, trusting the beeps, and when I hit the ENTER button I found that it was frozen solid.  It would NOT budge.

Rather than accept the fact that the button was not working, my slight OCD kicked in and I continued to feebly smash my finger down onto the accursed thing for about a minute, mumbling to myself about my luck and why the hell did the damn thing have to be frozen.  I did not want to admit defeat.  Finally a voice popped into my head telling me that I really needed to hurry it up because my window of time that I had before being late for work was closing.  I walked to the other side of the pump to check that ENTER button, a fleeting thought crossing my mind that maybe every ENTER button was frozen in a ploy by the gas station to get you come inside, but that was functioning as smoothly as ever. 

I hopped in my car and pulled around to the other side of the pumps.  The display on the new pump seemed to be working a little better, and I thought I was on track again.  After punching in my code I grabbed the gas nozzle and put it in the tank, waiting for the “One moment please….” to disappear and be replaced with whatever the next phrase is (now that I think about it, I'm not sure I've ever really paid attention to what that actually is).  After 3 minutes, with the phrase still on the screen, and my patience level rapidly falling, it finally disappeared and told me that I needed to “See the Cashier”. 

I yelled a choice phrase at the machine, turned and speed walked into the building.  The cashier was finishing up with a customer but she must have read something in my face because she warily asked me right away how she could help.  My voice catching in desperation I blurted out that the pump was telling me to see the cashier and I really needed to get to work.  She told me that it hadn’t read my card, so I exasperatedly told her to just put $10 on the pump as I waived my card at her.  She then asked if the nozzle was off the handle, and I said yes… to which she responded that she wouldn't be able to put a pre-paid amount on the pump if the nozzle was not hung up. 

It was too much.  The culmination of the events just frayed too much on my nerves and I snapped.  I abruptly turned away from her, dropping a “Mother F*cker” bomb as I stormed out the door.  I never do that.  Ever.  While those close to me know that F*ck is actually a favorite word of mine that I use quite frequently, I am very conscious of when and where I use it, and who I am around.  I never want to be the cause of making anyone feel uncomfortable, and so I conduct myself in public very tactfully.  Except for that moment.

I reached the pump and was at this point seeing the world through a haze of red rage.  I swiped my card back through the reader and fortunately this time it read (very fortunate, because I likely would have imploded if it hadn’t).  The $10 put on by the cashier had applied, and so I began to pump the gas, willing it to go as fast as possible.  Once it reached the $9 mark it slowed to a snail crawl.  I started yelling at the thing, knowing there was nothing I could do but feeling like if I yelled it would make me feel better.  It didn’t.  It just fed the rage.  Finally the mark hit $10 and I sealed everything up to hop in the car and get the hell on the road.

I had enough sense to know that I didn’t want to tear ass out of the gas station and put anyone at risk, so I did sanely drive to the main road.  I looked at the clock to see that 15 minutes had gone by.  I was now officially running 5 minutes late.  I was seething with anger, questioning why the series of events had to unfold the way they did, thinking that if I would have just pulled up to a different pump, none of this would have happened and I’d be on time. 

There I was, holding on to and continuously feeding these negative and defeatists notions, when I happened to look out the driver’s side window.  I was met with an absolutely beautiful ice rainbow in the sky.  In that moment all of the negative feelings washed away, and I was left with that sense of awe that I always feel when looking out at the beauty of Nature.  I took in the rolling fields and distant tree lined horizon, the rising sun, the beautiful pale blue winter sky, and the ice rainbow, shining in its brilliance, reminding me in its soft, subtle way that life is better when you smile.

I was able then to laugh at myself and the situation I’d just gone through.  I felt chagrin at having lost it in the station and I mentally apologized to the cashier.  I recognized that I was the owner of my reactions, and I was choosing to be negative.  I did not want that – I do not like to be angry.  And so I stopped.  I smiled at the rainbow, and I continued on my way, lighter and fuller.

When lunch time came I left to go grab a sandwich and fill up the rest of my tank.  When I pulled into the gas station I saw that every single pump had an “out of service” bag on it.  Every single one.  I didn’t even get angry, just accepted that I’d have to get gas on the way home instead.  I walked in to get my Subway veggie sandwich, and saw that their credit card machine was down and they were only able to accept cash.  At that I slightly faltered, wondering where I was going to go for food (you may recall that I’m a vegetarian working in a slightly remote, very fried-meat-food oriented area), when I remembered these little machines called ATMs and saw there was one in the corner, happily functioning.  I got my sandwich, smiled to all the workers, and tried my best to project positivity, knowing that with the credit card machine down and none of the pumps working they were being met with enough negatives.

As I pulled away and headed back toward work, a large bird flying in the sky caught my attention.  At first I thought it was a crow, but as I neared it I saw that it was way too big to be one.  I had just gotten alongside it when it dipped its body toward me and I was able to see its white head.  A Bald Eagle.  I knew then without a doubt that the events of today were lessons, and I had soared through them with the sun on my face and the wind dancing in my hair.

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Remember that life is what we make it.  We choose how we react and how we chose perpetuates our environment.  How will you choose?  Will you be a victim, or will you be a survivor?

Stormily Yours, with much Love and Light!

Bec*

Endings and Beginnings

January 1, 2013

I had to prove to myself that the first time I wrote the date with the new year, I would get it right.  And I did!  Already off to a great start!

Even though I already *know* this is going to be an auspicious year for me, it was refreshing to take a moment after letting my dog out this morning to look around, breathe in (as best as I could.... fighting a cold - which is apparently turning out to be a New Year tradition as this is the second year in a row), and to *feel* what is around me.  I felt a stirring deep within; a hope, but deeper than hope... it was almost like... an awakening.  Even though the air is cold and the slight breeze biting, I still smelled Spring in the air.  Which is even more amazing since I can't physically smell anything at the moment.  But the world is shifting, and it may be more of a personal reflection for me, but I honestly feel that it's shifting for us all.  We are heading toward a future that is bright, for both Earth and ourselves.

The year 2012 was a good one for me.  I started writing again.  I learned so much about food and health, and while I am still developing this and putting what I've learned in to practice, I have come a long way from where I was.  I discovered that I am a good teacher, and my compassion and patience are perfect attributes for the job.  I tried so many new things, and learned that the saying you can do anything you put your mind to is absolutely true; we really are our own worst enemies sometimes!  I completely embraced my spiritual side and awakened to some amazing truths, and in the process I met some really incredible people.  In a few cases my journey has brought me to people I've known for a very long time and I am truly grateful to be walking the path together.

So what will 2013 bring?  If the theme of 2012 was "awakening," then the theme of 2013 will be "development."  I have a lot of personal projects in the horizon and a lot of new things I'll be learning.  I plan on developing different ways for my spiritual nature to manifest in more creative ways.  I will continue to improve my personal health and that of the environment.  I will develop routines that help bring balance into my life.  I will take a moment every day to ground myself and be present in the moment; I will truly appreciate every day.  I will continue to focus on positivity. 

And so, it is time for me to begin my first project of the year, which is razing my office and turning it into my Zen Room.  It will still serve as my writing room and thus, my office, but the intent will be one of Peace and Relaxation, and once I am done the Chi will flow much better. 

Happy New Year, everyone!  May 2013 bring you fresh starts, transformations, and inner-peace!

    Stormily Yours,
    B*

I got a Feeling....

For the last couple of weeks now I've been feeling compelled to write about the subject of my next blog post, and tonight it's actually kind of screaming at me to write it, so I'm going to take the hint to hunker down and tuck into my office to do so. 

All of us... every single one of us... have six senses.  Touch.  Smell.  Sight.  Hear.  Taste.  What is the sixth?  Intuitive.  A "clair" sense.  It manifests itself in different ways for all of us, and with practice can be developed - honed.  Don't scoff... don't turn back now... stay with me for this one.

Some people are born with their 6th sense wide open.  Others have theirs open after experiencing a major emotional event (traumatic or enlightening).  The majority of us are born with it muted, accessed only when we are in our most primitive states... fear or joy.  The terms: "trust your gut", "go with your heart", "déjà vu'" ... these are all describing this sense. 

There are different "clair" senses.  The most known or heard about one is clairvoyance.  Clairvoyance is what is most often associated with psychics.  It is the ability to see things "in the mind's eye" that others cannot.  Or, the ability to see things that have no personal meaning to the clairvoyant, but to the other person, very personal meaning.  But that is not the only clair sense - there is also clairaudience (hearing), clairgustance (taste), clairalience (smell), claircognizance (higher knowing), and - near and dear to me - clairsentience.  This is what my blog entry tonight will be about.

Since I was a child I have always "felt" things.  I would be able to walk into a place and "feel" it.  I used to call it "feeling the history".  It's hard to explain, but there are a couple of events that come to mind right now.  The first is when one of my sisters moved in to her house.  It is an older house, maybe from the 1920's.  I remember walking in and feeling pressure.  When I went upstairs, the pressure got stronger.  I could "feel" the energy of all the people who inhabited the house before.  It was like I was in a dream, and things were moving in slow motion.  The air felt thick.  Shallow.  Another notable time was when another sister moved in to a house she was renting.  This one was built in the 1950s by a matriarch of the family, and when she passed the surviving children decided to rent it out (enter, my sis).  The second I walked in to that house I felt an overwhelming sense of Love.  Peace.  Calm.  It has a happy house full of happy memories.

By the time my one sister moved into the 1950s house, I knew what was going on with me.  But before that, I had no idea.

I started to know something was different when I began dating the man who is now my husband.  We've been deeply connected since the day we met (soul mates is a very real thing... I'll blog on that concept another time).  But I never knew just how connected until he began having anxiety attacks.  I remember the first time he had one.  We had just sat down and ordered food at restaurant.  He made no outward motion that anything was amiss.  But I started feeling pressure in my heart, and sick to my stomach.  It felt like my heart was beating super fast, but it wasn't.  I didn't know what was happening to me.  Then D told me that he was sorry, but he was feeling sick and had to get out of the restaurant.  He left to go wait in the car, and as soon as he left the feeling I had left me.  I noticed after that night that every time I started to have these feelings it corresponded to him having an anxiety attack.  I began to know when it was happening to him because of how I was feeling.  Thankfully he no longer has them, because WOW... that is an INTENSE thing to deal with.

The other way that clairsentience has manifested in me is my huge empathetic nature.  I feel things so deeply, so strongly...  I cry at things that have no bearing to me at all.  I will see two people smiling and laughing and my heart feels like it has expanded twofold.  I see people crying and I immediately take on their pain.  Hospitals are very hard for me to be in.  Sometimes when I pass car accidents I will feel my heart tighten and my throat choke up and all the sudden I am crying and gasping for breath.  I remember one time I was on my way home from work and happened to pass a car, and I felt just total, deep, black hatred coming from the person.  It was a cloying, gross feeling.  Sometimes I will meet someone and have an instantaneous either love or total dislike for them. 

Basically, my ability manifests itself in the way that I will take on whatever emotions another person is emanating.  It also translates to places.  Humans are very powerful - more so than the average person would think - and our emotions are part of this power.  The stronger they are, the more they are left in a place, which is what I feel when I say I am feeling the "history" of somewhere.  I am still learning how to block this, so some days it is very, very draining.

Another way this manifests in me is my deep and profound connection to Nature and animals.  I can feel the energy difference between a city and a forest.  An ocean and a park.  A home and a business.  When I am around animals I can feel their energy.  For example, my dog is high strung.  No matter how calm or chill I am, that dog just can't settle down.  Right now he is sleeping on the floor next to me, and finally the little feeling of craziness is dimmed.  My one cat, Asia, is a powerful personality.  She is strong and confident, most of the time.  But every now and then she questions herself, and her place, and I can feel that energy shift in her.  And then there is my little Zoe.  A constant mix of confidence and fright.  She's a hard one to calm.  But thankfully her energy is not as strong as the others, so I do not pick up on it quite as much.

So how have things changed, from when I first started truly acknowledging these things, to present day?

The first change was when I truly acknowledged that it was happening.  Once I became aware, it was easier to deal with because I knew what it was.  Meditation has also helped.  Meditation helps to bring your awareness to your sense of Self, and in essence helps you release and balance your internal energies.  Since I am very connected to the calm, old power of Nature, I take many trips to the forest - daily if need be - to ground myself and release all of the energy that I have taken on that is not my own.  I exercise - that is also a great way to release pent up energy and balance yourself.  Yoga is another way - though I do not practice this as much as I did in the past.

All of this is still fairly new to me.  Not the ability, but the way to manage it.  Think of a faucet... if you have it on full blast all the time, you're going to high a high water bill.  But if you manage it, then it becomes... manageable.  But it's not only that I want to manage it, I want to master it, and that takes practice to develop, which is what I am currently focusing on.

I stated previously that there are several types of clair senses, and that each of us possess them, but that in most of us they are muted.  I have had experiences with other senses, but clairsentience is the strongest and the one I have experienced the most.  Think now of your own experiences.  Chances are you have experienced one of them.  As I learn more, clairsentience is actually one of the most common, but people do not acknowledge it.  That is truly the first step - acknowledging.  Once you do that, and allow yourself to know that it is happening, and that it isn't "weird" or "unnatural", you will begin to open the sense for yourself.  And once you open the door, well.... Life begins to get interesting.

Stormily Yours, with Love,
Bec*

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