Wednesday, October 19, 2011
You must let go of where you are to get to where you want to go.--B. Stanny
Fill in the blank, when I grow up, I wanna be.....................................Has a desire been stirring in your loins for a very long time: a song waiting to be written, a clever gadget to market, a new eating regime, maybe a trip to an exotic island? What is holding you back from giving your gift to the world, for giving yourself an experience of pleasure?
Possibly your intellect has hummed the tune, pulled out pencil and paper and sketched that clever gadget, you've bought the new diet book or you've got the brochures for Tahiti on your desk. What is holding you back? I hear it now, your unhealthy ego shouting you into your proper place with tidbits like: Who do you think you are? Music, the arts, you better stay at your nine-to-fiver. This
idea is stupid! You've always been a loser. There's too much competition for anyone to buy your products/services. Exotic island, it'll probably sink while you're there, better stay home. Or, here's the big-eee, you don't have any money for this daydream.
INSPIRATIONAL COACHING is about discovering why, what, where and when you sabotage your heart's desire. It's the nuts and bolts under the nuts and bolts--a metaphysical journey into the land of awe, mystery, miracles and mindlessness. Yes, I typed "mindlessness," because it's your "nindfullness" that keeps you in the intellect and the undesirable ego. Get mindless! Bypass this ever-thinking, conditional head-echo that is old business and move into your daydreams, your heart, your soul.
Let's begin with this form of dream-shattering ego chatter that is a perpetual spinning wheel, a rat with a megaphone, that nit-picks at you until your dream lies in a heap in the corner of your consciousness. As Dr. Phil would say, "how's that working for you?" I venture to say,"not too well." Time for addressing this gremlin of your inner workings and kill it, or at least anesthetize it.
Example: my gremlin is a big ole sluggish looking ole harpy that lies on a big sofa, a cigarette dangling from her buldging lips, which match her buldging, slimy green eyes, hair the color of puce, clownish make-up--get it, she looks like she's been whooped with an ugly stick--shouting out anti epitaphs to demean and demoralize me. She's a professional gremlin and takes her job seriously, which is to keep me in my "little" place. There's no room for daydreaming about achievement in her vocabulary. How do I make her disappear, or at least shut the f. up? Answer: I sprinkle salt on her, non-iodized works best. What better way to get rid of a metaphoric slug than a sprinkle of metaphoric salt?
Here's your assignment: get as comfy as you can in your uncomfortable skin and call forth your gremlin, she wants conscious acknowledgment--the shadow gremlin will haunt you until you acknowledge her. Lure her in with a thank you for all she's accomplished, after all, your unhealthy ego has an ego too! And, she's a sucker for a compliment. Draw at least a mental picture of her, but you can do a drawing or cut a picture out of a magazine as a representation. If you concretize her with a physical manifestation, be sure to put a big red X across the picture, burn it or flush it down the toilet. You don't want her to be in full glory wandering around your home and psyche. You are arming yourself with a tool so that whenever this bitch shows up, you'll be ready to put her down. Once you create your counter-attack tactics, her chances of disabling you when you're vulnerable are minimized, all you have to do is re-enact, recall, the scene of slaying her.
As with all things, new behaviors may take some practice until they become automatic. My personal witnessing is: when we become conscious of something, especially something as deeply rooted in our psyches as the gremlin, it's a process to annihilate it. Like the massive roots of a plant, she's spread her talons throughout your inner being. But then again, let's hope for the best, believing that we can slay her with one arrow. Happy gremlin hunting!
Believing that my experience, strength and hope may shine a light on your parade.
Until next time,
Inspirational Coaching for Entrepeneurs
"creating a panorama of possibilities for clients"
Monday, October 17, 2011
We can unlock a door for someone who appears to be locked in. --Julia Ormond
At times, like most of the time, I go about my merry way thinking (key word) that I know what is best for me--not! It is when I allow a flow to happen, when I get out of my way and let the essence shine through. Entering the "field" is an amazing, enlightening experience, I simply have to give it space to enter.
Case in point: For three months I've been researching, studying and writing a workbook for engaging the energies of the Moon Soul, the 29.5 day repetitive phases. (The Moon, probably the oldest metaphoric symbol that homo sapiens have used to answer the philosophical questions of what is life all about; aligning the movement of our closest celestial orb with the life, death, regeneration of themselves and life around them.) On the agenda, I had also reserved space to present some workshops on this theme.
A few weeks ago my friend, Cheri, did an Angel Card reading for me, and a whooping wind of change came blowing down my neck--makes me think of the movie, Chocolate. Cheri gave an insightful, psychic reading allowing me to have a clearer understanding of my path, awakening me to the power of the hidden realm of energy called angels, especially Archangel Michael. She told me this energy wants me to call on Him, and wants me to do so frequently.
With the reading complete, I applauded Cheri for her innate psychic abilities, her gift that she had so eloquently shared. We began to discuss the business side of her abilities when an opening happened in me that allowed for essence to flow into my consciousness and I was tossing out business possiblities like Santa throwing out candy in a parade. I knew it wasn't my "thinking" alone, but a connection to the field, a panorama of possibilities, with me simply being a vehicle. My mind/thinking was being bypassed by a profound energy, greater than little ole me. I call it a magic place, a place where miracles occur.
After Cheri left, especially that night as I was in the quietude of my bed, the panorama expanded for her business. I called her the next morning to set up a time when I could share this fresh layer of paint I was laying on the canvas. While this was entry was occuring I recalled several times over the last 30 or so years that I had done the same with other entrepeneurs. Though I had contemplated being a business consultant, I never pursued it.
Having an entrepeneurial spirit has always been part of my who I am. In the 1970-80's I owned a successful business called Mother Nature Plant Service in Portland, Oregon. Prior to that as a child of five I had two business ideas: one, I wanted to drive the Moon across the sky like my father drove us from one destination to the next; two, I wanted to operate a mini-popcorn wagon (dates me to a time when such things existed at venues such as baseball games). Over the years I've also designed and presented workshops and programs relating to the Divine Feminine and metaphysical practices.
I'm more than etching the surface of what is going on when Cheri arrives for the appointment, I'm feeling a hotter breath on my neck. Let me back track a little: in 2010 I studied Life Coaching but never found my niche to do it professionally--thought I'd gambled $7000.00 and lost, but believing all knowledge enhances who we are, I didn't wield the berating board over my head too much. Now, the wind is whipping up a storm inside me, through me, as suggestions and ideas unfold for her business. Like a whooping crane dropping out of the sky, the Eureka! moment: Creating a panorama of possibilities for clients, utilizing my coaching skills for Inspirational Coaching for Entrepeneurs. The nail was hit squarely on my head! (Do you know nails use to be square? I found some on the site of a 150 years old house that was being remodeled). I know I'm on purpose because I'm on passion.
Gaining knowledge of the Moon and Her powers has enhanced my life and was part of the organic process, the flow that was necessary, to get me to my passion & purpose point. Knowing and engaging with the cyclical energies of the Moon allows me to understand my own waxing and waning times; to work with them to the best of my advange. The Moon and I share a big commonality: we are both in the sign of Cancer. I might double this because my rising sign is also Cancer, with my Moon in Pisces. Oh, my, goddess--I'm a triple water sign.
Shift happens! I'm glad I've allowed it. I'm thrilled that I've gleaned how incredibly important being in an organic process is; to get my head out of the way of my heart and my soul, which is a simple process, but not always easy. And I am communicating with Archangel Michael several times a day getting Good Orderly Directions--G.O.D. New business cards are designed and on their way. It's official!
Believing that my experience, strength and hope may shine a light on your parade, I sign off for today.
Inspirational Coaching for Entrepeneurs
Creating a panomrama of possibilities for clients,