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You are the Hub of the Wheel

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hub of the wheel

Imagine yourself as the hub of this wheel that daily life revolves around, make the spokes of the wheel as connections to those you care for most. The wheel’s activities, its responsibilities surround you, spinning and spinning through each day, week, and year. You are central, the key to keeping it all balanced. Recognizing this, it’s important you care enough about yourself in order to preserve your mental, physical, and emotional health. And consider this… when you’re out of sorts, the wheel’s balance is too. If you haven’t taken the time to give yourself the nurturing you require, the wheel can lose balance and begin to wobble!

Some years ago while on vacation, I recognized my own wheel-wobble. I wondered why I couldn’t put more oomph into just having fun with my family. Doing my job, both jobs, 1) taking care of my family and 2) working a full-time job, took every ounce of energy I had. I had nothing left to give. Fun, what was that? Playing cards or a board game, going to the museums, taking walks, watching movies just didn’t seem as needed as keeping the house clean, doing the laundry, running the errands, getting my youngsters where they needed to go, you name it, I was doing it. The “work” side of the wheel was heavier than the fun side, and I was wobblin’ big time!

Who suffers when we don’t care for ourselves? Right us, and not just us, but everyone we come into contact with. We are home base for our family, the safety net everyone falls into. It’s important for us to be rested, happy, healthy and nurtured. Use the lists you created from the last blog, “Me Time,” to help you do this next exercise.

ACTIVITY: HUB OF THE WHEEL:

  1. Draw a circle or other shape in the center of a blank sheet of paper and write your name in the center.
  2. Choose another color to draw spokes outward. Label each spoke a responsibility or commitment you have to someone, i.e. husband, wife, significant other, children, pets, church, school committees, civic organizations, fun activities with friends, etc… Anyone or anything you have day-to-day or week to week contact with should be included. Whatever takes time in your life, write it in.
  3. Using another color, draw branches off of each spoke. These will represent duties and responsibilities you perform regularly for that individual, pet, or organization.
  4. Finally, choosing one last colored marker or pencil, encircle your responsibilities connect them one to the next, surrounding the spokes like a tire revolving and spinning on the hub.

Now take the time to look over your wheel and reflect. Who do you spend the most time with? Who or what is an energy drainer? Who or what do you wish you might spend more time with? What do you want to change? Use this visual tool to evaluate your life activities. Do it every week if necessary to get a visual for where your time goes. Turn the autopilot off and make the conscious decision to LOOK at what you do. We will use information from this exercise in later modules to help change your focus to areas you have passion for, or goals you wish to take steps toward.

JOURNAL ACTIVITY:

  1. Who or what do you spend the most time with?
  2. Who or what do you wish to spend more time with?
  3. What do you want to change?

Kudos for this activity:  A workshop participant emailed me several weeks after doing this particular exercise to tell me that he had taped the wheel to the refrigerator for the entire family to see. He wrote, “The kids were amazed at how much I do on a day-to-day basis, other than going to work. After studying my “wheel,” they decided to pitch in to help where they could. Thank you for bringing the awareness of how much I do not just to me, but to my family as well.”

Give it a try. Post your “Wheel” and see what reaction you get from family members, friends or colleagues. Next week: Realities of the Past.

 

Filters

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Last night the campus security officer patrolling the hall stopped in to say hey. I’ve seen him around but don’t know him all that well. Our hours are completely opposite. He saw the pictures of my kids on the credenza and asked about their ages, what they do and where they go to school. I gave him the cliff notes and promptly turned back to the work I wanted to finish before leaving for the day. Looking around the office he says, “I bet you’re one of those women who goes home, cooks dinner and then sits down in front of the TV to eat and watch Oprah.”

“I don’t watch Oprah,” I said, looking down at my work.

“Oh, ok, then, probably The View, or Dancing with the Stars, or Biggest Loser or TMZ,” he rambles on.

Still working, I look up at him and just stare thinking, “What a complete idiot.” Wanting to lunge across my desk at him, I calmly stated, “No, I go home, make dinner for my son and I, and then I write, walk, or if I don’t have to work the next day, I head out to dance. I might catch a movie on Netflix.” The interesting thing about this exchange is that while it was happening, I could feel where the wanting to lunge at him was coming from. In the end you can see I kept my composure and was very diplomatic. I used being in the moment and mindfulness to filter my own thoughts and words before acting on them.

I love that saying, “To assume makes an ass out of u and me.” It’s so appropriate here. I’m a petite blonde, dress professionally and while at the office always behave in a business-like manner. However much of my life, I’ve been viewed as the stereotypical cute dumb blonde thing, even when my behavior is quite the opposite. It seems this stereotype is following me into middle-age and beyond. This is where the wanting to lunge across the desk at him comes from. I have always dressed and behaved professionally, so why does this continue? It can only be the autopilot thinking that comes along with living as human.

Very obviously this gentleman has no idea how to filter his thoughts or words before they escape his lips. He spoke from his own experience with no thought that what he was saying might be considered offensive. In my post Living Integrity, I talk about choosing thought, word and deed carefully.

“Acting with integrity means examining the words before they fly out. Words have power, words can have sharp edges, or not. See? Your choice. Will you let those words go? Is it really necessary? Or can you simply make your thoughts known in a more respectful manner?”

Living in Spirit means using filters, it requires mindful choices, deliberate words and actions. Check your mouth at the door like you check your teeth after eating to make sure nothing is stuck in them that might be undesirable. We are all part of the Whole, be kind to one another.

” When we operate from the realization of self-responsibility, we are empowered to create an experience of life that is creative, meaningful, joyful and of service to the Whole. This is our true destiny.” ~ Dr. Jim Lockard

Between Two Worlds

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As a child I was accepted by my family with all of the unusual ghost-seeing, aura reading and knowing what would happen when skills. It was our way of life. Moving through adulthood it became more of a challenge for me. It was necessary to interact with people other than family members. In More Than This, I talked about being a teen with psychic abilities, getting married, having children and letting the skills fall to the wayside while on the fast path. When life events started to slow a bit in the mid-90’s, the abilities resurfaced without warning and in a most unusual way.

My girlfriend Nan and I had been visiting a new church. We decided to try out for a production they were hosting along with our kids just for fun. The evening of try-outs, I stayed after to talk with the Pastor to thank him for choosing us for parts in the play and to share with him how I felt this would be a great experience for my family. I reached out, shook hands with him while introducing myself and the children and in a split second, inwardly I saw a different image of him with very red eyes and puffed face. He’s sick. He has heart disease, he needs a doctor and now. It was as if I had stepped into him. I felt the labor of his breathing, the heaviness of his heart and the tiredness. All the time, I went on speaking, thanking him again and saying goodnight.

After a rough night of tossing and turning, I decided to call the Pastor. I knew he needed to see his health professional as soon as possible. Talking with him on the phone, I explained who I was and that I’d had this nagging feeling since we’d shook hands the night before that his health may not be good. I told him he needed to see his doctor and asked if he’d been feeling ok. He confessed he’d been experiencing some shoulder pain and soreness and asked what kind of health problem I sensed. I told him I felt it was heart-related. He thanked me and promised he’d follow-up with a doctor.

Within weeks he was diagnosed with heart disease and had an angioplasty. He ate the right foods, exercised and trimmed down. This was 1995. Three years later, he died suddenly of a heart attack.  Maybe the warning added the three years to his life, I don’t know. The church continued to grow and is now one of the largest churches in the midwest.

This was the rebirth of living a blended life of both spiritual and physical worlds. I knew I could trust what I saw and heard inwardly. At the start it was tough raising children alone, working a full-time job and teaching part-time. Living immersed in the physical with the intuitive abilities resurfacing could be challenging. After shaking someone’s hand, patting their back or placing my hand on a shoulder, I felt the other person’s world and mine. It’s taken years to interpret what feelings and images are mine and what belongs to someone else.

Over the last two years I’ve experienced an immense growth spurt in intuitive ability and healing. Working and caring for family remains my number one priority, but as life’s dust settles, I’ve had the ability to set aside time to meditate, study, discuss, and develop. Each day now includes quiet, mindful walking, music that calms the soul or reading materials that nudge the Spirit. Living between two worlds has become very comfortable.  My dreams tell me there is more to come. I’m ready.

Every person is capable of consciously connecting with the Whole and experiencing intuitive or empathic skills. We are all a drop in the big ocean of Spirit Collective, each very distinct and beautiful. It’s a life-choice, a life journey where listening to your inner voice becomes a way of life. Where compassion for others, living with integrity, and loving acceptance is a daily practice. Come and walk with me, we are more than this…

“May you shine bright today, within your own circles and outside them, on that moving million-footed pavement where life gathers and hums, wherever love has appointments today. Illumine your world. Be submissive and watching, innocent and courageous. And may love in you be so evolved, so articulate, so at home, so practiced, so easy, so weightless, so clear and so accessible that others may warm themselves in it’s illuminating and inviting glow.”  ~ David Teems, 2004

Spirit as Family

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Awakening Women FB Page – Conscious Partnering

 

 

I’ve shared stories of being an intuitive, of experiences and visions, of knowing the path I’ve traveled was meant to bring me here writing for you. Each day when I sit to write I know the subject will appear on these pages just as they should.

With an open mind and heart, the greater Spirit moves me to the stack of journals, scraps of paper, drawings, poetry or sometimes I can see and hear it all inside so it rolls out on to the page. Today a flash appeared across my mind about relationships and family, that it might be the right subject for today.

I grabbed the art book I thought might hold some family events and dreams hoping to find a good piece. Trusting that all would be provided…that God, Spirit, All That Is knows what I need, opening the book, without intention the pages fell to a dream written, exactly the story I had in my mind just minutes earlier. I share this with you because it is meant to be…

September 2, 2011 – 1:20 a.m.

In between asleep and awake state I wrote:

“I woke from a dream of the most real and deepest sadness – I was divorcing my husband (in the dream there are no faces, it was all concepts and informational images).  The reality or landscape of the dream involved the all families as representatives of the Whole trying to recreate that atmosphere of family, of connectedness after divorce. There were images of  having similar toys in both homes, activities and routines trying to be recaptured, despite the very great divide of what had been a state of unity at one time  – I did not sense great love, but instead a jagged tear into the “whole” family unit that would not, could not be duplicated or exist as  same in two separate places,  despite every effort and desire to make it so. This was heartbreakingingly sad.

In this dream there was a reference to the bodily illnesses, to the discomforts humanity feels as a direct result of the pain felt within, of experiencing such deep sadness, and a longing for any other feelings than what we are holding, I had an inner awakening. There was an intense and very profound recognition of what Spirit’s intention was and is for family and relationships and the very different reality manifesting here in the physical world.

This wasn’t just my family feeling such sadness, but all who have experienced these same life events. Others who have dismantled the family unit, divided husbands and wives, partners and partners, children left in fragmented existence, bewildered and insecure. The tear in families and relationships are events the Spirit Collective, the Whole that is all of us, mourn deeply.

I woke sitting up in bed crying real tears of sad, sad, sad. Tears and sadness for all affected…for mothers who work so hard to pick up the pieces, for fathers who try to recreate daily existence for themselves and their children, and for the children as individuals of the whole that exists here on Earth who suffer just as much. There is no escaping the very real rips and tears, no escape from the jagged broken lives that result as these relationships appear to amicably divide and fall from the unit of one complete dynamic.

Women and men pretend it doesn’t hurt, that they can’t feel – truly it is in numbness that we walk away from each other, husband from wife, wife from husband, partner from partner, with no conscious understanding that what has occurred is of such depth, so shattering, felt into the very SOUL of oneness, unaware that this connected unit will never again be capable of duplication.

As I write these words feeling the collective pain of families, of moms and dads, brothers and sisters, grandparents and all members that make up such an organism of strength, regardless of dysfunction or strife that may have existed, I weep giant tears of sadness for us all, for we have lost the ability to step out of independent righteousness. We have lost the ability to recognize, value and hold what was built out of great love, and not just Earthly love, but the love that is greater than this. We, you and I as human, we have allowed it to fall away, slip, drown, gone now, replaced by broken emptiness looking for a way to create what once was.”

These words rushed out in a hazy sleep state, feeling poured onto pages and pages, we as Spirit Collective looking for a voice. I remember writing furiously to rid myself of the pain of the Whole, the experience shook me for days and weeks. The house, the car, the job, the things you have are not who you are, they are not what make up your life. Instead it is the knowing smile between you and your significant other, the small hand of a child’s in yours, hugs from your mom or dad. Life consists of the bonds you’ve built with your husband, wife, partner, sons, daughters, aunts, uncles, cousins and those you consider family. Relationships are what matter, compassion for others is what matters, commitment to integrity and honesty is what matters.

For those of us who have walked the pain of divorce by choice or not, and stand here today, even if having created a new family environment, we know it is not the same. You know what it means when I use the words “rips and tears,” and “great divide.” Today, hold yourself and those around you in compassionate loving thought and forgiveness, Spirit Collective manifested on Earth remembering we aremore than this…

“Plant love in your garden. Kindness and sympathy flow from the heart of love, and human goodness follows divine realization at every turn in life’s road. Kindness and understanding are divine flames lighted from the altar of love, upon which burns the Light Eternal.

Go often into your garden. Sitting under the Tree of Life in cool, quiet communion, you will find fresh inspiration. God will go forth anew into creation through you. ”  excerpted fromThis Thing Called You  by Ernest Holmes