In the Spirit of these times, perhaps what would most support Life is not more ‘stuff’ (or a sense of obligation to engage when under its thin veneer lurks fear, agitation and a nagging sense of the unknown and unknowable) but instead, the simplicity of an intentional pause to reclaim the internal sovereignty that is our Divinity… waiting to be engaged.
This time of year – more than any other – is not just an invitation but a command performance to go beyond the truth of our inner cues and succumb to the press of outer demands to be more, do more and buy more than inner truth tells us is authentic and true.
Originally written in 2008 (yikes!), this invitation to revisit what sources meaning and quality-of-life is even more critical in our increasingly insane world. Taking one nominalization (i.e. love) and considering its alternative of RIG (Respect, Integrity and Generosity of Spirit) can clear a much larger Space within which we can make room for ourselves, others and a far more fruitful way of engaging.
Consider:
“I realized that I had such respect for myself in the presence of these women, and such respect for each and everyone of them. I realized that living this way – engaging in these explorations of living large and in a way that welcomed being open, clear, honest and direct, was more important to me than whether or not they ‘liked’ me; or whether or not they might be upset by my truth of myself as I shared it with them. In my experience with them, I felt like a woman of integrity and I know – despite the difficulties that it might bring – they did, too. In their company, generosity of spirit was given and received as we sought to find truth in our expressions of day-to-day living.”
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At this time of year – so meaningful and precious to so many – my wish for you is one of The Great Pause… the long, slow, deep breath that reveals even more than we might have hoped and much less than we had feared; making way for the quiet moment of knowing ourselves to be The Light that we seek. For each of us, the thought emerges: Unless I am willing to go first, the world will wait, with bated breath, for new Life to emerge.