My abiding interest in the human condition has been, for sometime now, in vibration and the impact of personal frequency (information) in and on ourselves, on others and on the world in which we live. I know that simply changing my mind can open new vistas (sorry, Microsoft; I find Mac far more intelligent in its intuitiveness!) to my own potential. When I change my mind, I change the very frequency of who I AM and of all that which I have designed to hold what I know in place... and I can no longer be as I was; nor can the things that I designed to support me, either consciouly or unconsciously, remain the same. In the end, it all gets down to my intention to become even more open, honest, clear and direct in my life experience.
Still it is amazing to me, that our internal programming to what was, is so entrenched in the culture that we continue to believe that it is still viable, now, as a force to move us forward into the future. We have been told, since the beginning of time, that history teaches us well. I believe otherwise. If it has taught us so well, then why do we continue to perpetrate the metaphor of 'allergen' in a bid to fully support life and living, when history (our habits, beliefs, values, attitudes, programming) has clearly demonstrated the reverse. I am not talking about medicine, pharmacy, et al, here. What I am talking about is much bigger. What I am talking about, as an allergic force, is our own unwillingness to not look inside ourselves for our own answers and to not stop looking outside of ourselves for what is not there and never has been. I get that, to the degree that I focus on 'not that', I'll create it, right as rain, in my reality. Rain is one thing, but a tornado is quite another.
Rain or tornado? Which one would you prefer? We know about 19 tornados that funneled over two United States in the mid-west 14 days ago. I know. I was flying through the resulting turbulence of the first one, just north of Denver, Colorado. While I stayed with my own discomfort, I was, at the same time, finding myself gaining more and more strength in my capacity to stay present to my own experience of chaos. It was a great metaphor for me of just how far I have moved in the last year and how well I have stayed present to my own turbulence. Riding in the tail of that 747 was no exception. I was glad that a woman was piloting the jet. I am a woman piloting my own.
How many tornados have been clearly recognizable on our radar screens over the course of our lives? How many of us look and say, 'Tut, tut, isn't it awful; what is the world coming to?' and, then, we turn away and get on with the same 65,000 thoughts that we think daily, relegating said tornado to 'not us'? I get that it is an awakening. I also get that, as long as I refuse to stand in the frequency of who I AM right now (and, right now, it may feel chaotic), I'll continue to be an allergen to myself, and , as such, anathema to myself and to others. Just that statement, alone, presupposes that I could place myself outside of myself. The paradox, here, is that placing myself outside of myself might work, if I were to externally consult myself in my own best interests; however, when would I have ever consulted myself for me? So, that cup holds no water at all... and, if it did, it would only irrigate the impermeable membrane of the commonly held view that I cannot act for me, by me, in me, instead of actually hydrating, for permeability, that which is inherently meaningful to me, because it is my birth right and internal to me.
The only way that I can change the frequency of whom I know myself to be, is to look at myself straight in my eyes and to tell myself the truth of my own experience - that means my experience of the tornado and my experience of myself in the presence of the tornado (even if I am not present to it in the flesh). As I change my own frequency, then that allergen now becomes a virus for good. It is contagious. As I change my frequency, I no longer confuse hydration with irrigation, and, so I require much less intake, even while the membrane of the cell that is me willingly accepts the abundance that is its due. My frequency rate rises because I experience less resistance... and, so it goes. Life, for me, is becoming more of simple aloha, here and now.
To that end, I am up for learning more about myself, engaging myself more and assisting others to stop the over-irrigation of their unique lives as 'run-off' into others, whereby, like cells whose membranes have started to break down so that they become indistinguishable, one from the other, merge and become not only invisible to the others but to themselves, too. My intention, instead, is to remind others that they can hydrate their lives in such a way that each, carries, within it, the potential to continuously bloom. Each life, like each cell, carries its own frequency and is specific to itself. In healthy physiology, each cell is identifiable by the vigor and permeability of its membrane. People are no different. Yet, how many of us are even aware of whom and what we really are, not whom and what we have been told to believe we are. I reiterate again: history is irrelevant to fulfilling our potential. We become so much more, in an instant, when we remember that we are not our bodies... we are infinitely more than that. We become so much more, when we remember that our bodies are massive bio computers that, in their inherent genius, allow for undeniable and infinite human expression of the unique frequency that each one of us is. Does it get any better than this?!
After a lifetime of external referencing, I am complete with apprenticeship; I have learned my lessons well. While I am a forceful learner, I am also a powerful educator. I shall keep on learning about myself in my world, so that I can continue to transform my experience of life and share that education along the way. My choice to stay in the tougher conversations with me, first, means that the cell that I am is truly unique, healthy, holistic and distinct.
My intention in sharing with others is always to significantly charge my own evolution by challenging traditional notions of leadership, entrepreneurship, relationship - any and all of those 'ism's' and 'ship's' - those nominalizations (processes that we have turned into nouns and which hold different meanings according to individual beliefs, values and attitudes), and which are intangible; in other words, we cannot pick them up and put them into the trunk of a car. Conforming views count all of these 'ism's' and 'ship's' as something that we must do - and do well. What if they are quite simply the result of how we show up - the by-product of our own engagement and authenticity? What if each is the resulting bloom that comes from hydrating the truth of our own experience and respecting the permeability of that truth to ourselves, even if to no one else?
Because I am into testing the waters of my own desire, I really am into spring-boarding into the depths of a much deeper conversation about the truth of my own experience - with me, first - and with others - as they so choose.
I have found and continue to discover that looking for someone else to supply me with the answer I think I need, yet tell myself I want, is like applying a respirator to breathe for me. At some point, I'll have to breathe on my own if I am ever going to do more than just stay alive. This is not about refusing assistance, right time, right place; this is about me clearly identifying my own choice to live beyond just staying alive so that I KNOW that I can breathe on my own, so that I remember that I AM designed for that!
To my mind, that is what all of the 'ism's' and 'ships' are really about. When I AM 'right' with myself, I AM 'right'. Period.
