Moving Wondrously, Less Wildly Forward

Things move too fast, they move too slowly, we want more, we want less. Such silly creatures, these human beings, someone somewhere must be saying.

These past few months have  flown by. It was fall, then winter, and now it’s almost spring. And all the while, I have been kicking and screaming about all the movement and change, the incredible speed with which everything has come and the seemingly endless amount of work it takes to keep up with the magnificent life I am creating. Huh. Right. I am creating. I am creating the change and too the hurried, harried pace. 

As Diane Ackerman says, “I don’t want to be a passenger in my own life.” Yes. And too, I don’t want to be in a car chase. So my intention now is to move wondrously, but less wildly forward, maintaining, even in motion, some sense of ease.

I liken this intention to running. It is one thing to be running because we feel like we have to or we must, as this creates some recklessness in our bodies. You can even see this recklessness in the grimaces on people’s faces; every step hurts a little, some twisted pressure to the ankle, knee or hip. It is another thing to run with purpose and breath, to let the spine settle lightly on the pelvis and the knees lift gently with each step. To match movement and breath. You can see this connection on people’s faces as well; they are the ones who are smiling, taking pleasure in each stride.

This analogy is offered as an invitation. In this moment between winter and spring, consider how you are moving forward. The motion itself is wonderful, as is the pleasure we can take in our own progress. But there is no need to suffer the discomfort of an overly harried pace. Simply shake your shoulders, lift your spine, align your hips and heels and remember to breathe. Joy does not come from being out of breath. Joy comes from breathing deeply and relaxing into the run. We are traveling a great distance. 

The Invitation of Fall

“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”
 - Norman Cousins

This from a man who treated heart disease and arthritis with high doses of vitamin C and laughter, a man who dedicated his life to nuclear disarmament and world peace. 

As we move into fall, the air cools and the trees loose their leaves. There is much within our selves that begins to draw inward, pulls back toward our root. I am marking this seasonal shift with a 10 day cleanse, a process of shedding habits and foods that do not nourish me. This is my fourth cleanse and none of them have been easy. But it is amazing what shows up when you let everything that is not serving you and your body fall away: caffeine, alcohol, sugar, animal proteins, gluten. For me, what shows up is a sense of peace in my body and a lightness to my entire being. 

But fall is not only a process of shedding and removing, it is also about getting back to what lights the fire within us. What makes our hearts sing with joy. For me this always means making more time for writing and spending more time running, cycling or swimming in the beautiful natural spaces around the Bay Area.

So as the days shorten and you begin your own movement into fall, think about the invitation this season presents, the habits you can shed and the practices and/or activities you engage in more often in order to fuel the hearth of your heart.

Because the greatest loss is to live our lives as if habit. To stumble through our lives in a sequence of repetitions that is not unlike those of the half dead.

September’s Song

September is a time of transition. This period of late summer marks the movement of fire (summer) to earth (late summer). There is a slowing down during this time, a settling in. I am often reawakened to the concept of health, of cultivating a deep sense of well being, in September as it is the month of my birth and thus the month that connects me most deeply with my sense of growth and change.

Part of this movement toward earth involves a release of the heat we build up during the playful and energetic time of summer. But sometimes we struggle to let go, to open our hands, to release the grip. For our health, all five elements need to move in an uninterrupted flow. Fire to earth, earth to metal (fall), metal to water (winter), water to wood (spring), wood to fire.

We can no more insist that the elements cease their movement than we can demand that aspects of our lives remain the same. This truth was rendered so completely for me recently when coming back from a brief but fantastic weekend getaway. I didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to go back to the hustle of my life, of building my business, writing my book, training for a triathlon. I wanted to rest on the porch overlooking the ocean and when the sun set, move my place of relaxation from the deck chair to the hot tub. (Yes, it was a lovely getaway.)

But the purpose of a weekend getaway is to rest and rejuvenate not resent returning to the beautiful life that I have created. And resent it I did. I found myself in an old and familiar place, occupying the wanting self.

According to Tara Branch, author of Radical Acceptance, “we are unable to give ourselves freely and joyfully to any activity when the wanting self is in charge. And yet, until we attend to the basic desires and fears that energize the wanting self, it will insinuate itself into our every activity and relationship.” 

Hmmm. Such a small thing, resenting the end of a vacation, and yet, it pointed me back to the ongoing work of being human, to attend to that part of me that lived in fear, that remembered only absence, lack, abandonment, that would do anything to stave off the end of vacation because such an end would signal the return to the emptiness I felt so strongly for most of my childhood and early adult life. 

Wow. I had managed to turn the end of a dreamy weekend in a house overlooking the sea into a battle against suffering. A battle by its very nature that never ends and no one ever wins.

As Tara Branch writes, “there are many streams of condition that give rise to the wanting self.” The key is to simply let it rise, to not act from its grip. When the wanting self arises we can sit with her, walk with her, dance or breathe with her, until the grip of the wanting self releases. And it always does; nothing is permanent. Once it passes it is easy to see that all things are moving, cycling, shifting. That we are not who we once were and that our lives are not doomed to repeat themselves over and over. At any moment we can acknowledge the longing and grief, its older twin, and simply let it go.

When all five elements move in an uninterrupted flow, when all our fears and desires can rise and fall, then we, like all things in nature, of nature, have optimal health and, with it, continue to grow.  

Manifestation

Our lives are a continuous series of creative acts. From the moment of birth to our first few steps, from our childhood friendships to our life partnerships, every act, every relationship is a creative construction, a manifestation of choice.

In the early phase of manifestation, we are usually consciously at play. We paint the grass red then blue, then a brilliant fuchsia. We are creating. Anything is possible.

As with all manifestations, what we create takes form, solidifies, and—without attention to our creative construction—becomes rigid. We chose a job which provides learning and growth and at some point both the learning and growth stop. We chose a relationship which is passionate and filled with love and then one day we find the passion has faded and the love atrophied.  Somewhere along the way, we have lost sight of our continuous, creative process; the ongoing cycle of change and choice.

It is easy enough to do. The world is one in which stability, structure, repetition are reinforced. And yet nothing remains the same, especially our consciously creative selves. Even unconsciously, this energy of creation is inside of us. Without being given ample movement, it begins to bang insistently at our door. The creative self, the bountiful life spirit, is screaming to be let out. And with good reason. It is through our creativity that we are most closely connected to the divine.

Play is at the root of any manifestation. Imagine you are floating down a river on a raft, basking in the afternoon sun. Or grab a bathing suite and a blowup mattress and head out the door to make a beach of the local parking lot. Put up an umbrella; make a pond out of a plastic tub and some water. Either way, you are consciously creating. What are the sights, sounds, sensations that you experience floating down the river of your imagination or lying on a mattress in a parking lot in your best bathing costume? What could you add or adjust in your life that would bring in more of these sensations everyday? What could you create in your relationships with family, friends, your partner that would surface this sense of pleasure and playfulness?

When we cease to create and we become focused on accommodating the angles and hard surfaces of our lives, we have lost touch with our power of manifestation. Without a connection to this power we become victims of our life circumstances. But we are only victims to the degree that we ignore our power of conscious creativity. Take this moment now. What are your creating in your life? Does it bring you pleasure, playfulness, joy? If not, then paint the grass fuchsia, go on a river rafting tour. Anything is possible when you connect to the divine, the creative life force inside of you.

Transformation

The last nine months have easily been the most difficult of my adult life. What I have come to understand through navigating this time is that the challenges are the gift; if accepted, they lead to immense transformation, resurrection, rebirth.

I have found this to be true for my coaching clients as well. Illness, unstable housing situations, loss of employment, the end of a long-term relationship, the loss of a loved one, all of these things meet every one of us at some point. For some of us, they come together, all at once, like a storm. But the beauty of this disaster of circumstances is that it calls our best selves forth and in so doing forces us to shed those aspects of our old selves that have stood in the way of our best possible life.

At a time when so much in our lives, in the world, causes stress, even suffering, it is easy to get fatigued and shut down, to duck and roll. But when we do this we are no longer present to life; we are no longer living. We take the greatest gift we have been given – our sentience – and toss it away.

So the practice is to become present with what is, whatever is, in our lives, to experience the often painful emotional terrain. To actually sit with it. To let the flood of emotions wash through us, for the emotions themselves point us toward the exact changes we need to make. The fear focuses us, the anger grounds us, the sadness helps us release. From there our physical and spiritual bodies are freed up; we can move forward.

The practice requires patience and trust that we have everything we need. Our innate power and wisdom are always available. All that is required to let it surface is to use our emotions as they are intended, as information, the tools to help us shift. Our emotions are an immense source of knowledge and power.

It is easy to confuse the story about our emotions or even the story about our circumstances with the wisdom of the emotions themselves. But they are not the same thing. The stories are what circumscribe our emotional bodies, bind them so that the emotion is difficult to release.

We are not our circumstances. We are so much more majestic, powerful and vibrant than this. By letting the emotions move through us, by not binding them up with the stories of what happened—who did what to whom, how much the past is writing our future—we can allow the suffering parts of ourselves to die and the creative, resourceful and boundless parts of ourselves to emerge.

Opening to the New Year

There is something so voluminous about a new year unfolding. And yet it is still winter when so much is still sparse and tightly furled. This season and its strange newness reflects perfectly the seemingly dichotomous aspects of life in which we are always opening and closing.

Like breathing, these episodes of opening and closing can pass without our notice. And too, like breathing, the greatest benefit comes from being present and deliberate in what we are opening up to in our lives and what we are acknowledging is coming to an end.

These beginnings and endings are not just the large shiftings of life — a new job, new home, new relationship —but also the subtle adjustments. When we open to greater balance and ease in our life, we close to those things that destabilize us, that make our daily living hard.

At this slope of the new year, consider what you would like to invite more of into your life and what you would like to let go off. Make it a practice each day to acknowledge what you are making space for and what you no longer are going to feed. It is these subtle adjustments that enable us to create a life of joy and ease.

Going Gently into that Good Night

In Buddhism, the most transformative act is to wake up, to see what is present, to actually open up our eyes. It can take a lifetime to accomplish this simple, this monumental feat.

With many of my clients who have experienced deep trauma, the process of awakening can feel like crawling blindly forward until the film in one’s eyes finally clears. And yet even those of us who have somehow managed to live this long without experiencing intense trauma, it is still difficult to open to what is rather than twisting ourselves up in with the illusion of our own grand design.

These last few months of coaching, of living, have rendered this truth acutely. Not everyone is on a spiritual path, or at least, perhaps, not overtly. But most of us are seeking a way of living that can allow for our intentions, our challenges and the truth of what is around us. And if we are not able to acknowledge what is, we cannot open to what else can be.

When we become tethered between our wants and our struggles, eyes wide shut to our circumstances, our bodies always step in to remind us, to demand that we pay attention. With our eyes, ears, hearts closed to what is, we get ulcers, injuries, our tissues become inflamed.

This is the great gift of our bodies, of our spirits’ fundamental refusal to ignore what is. When we get so wrapped up in our needs and desires, designing for them, against them, in elaborate paths that circumnavigate them as if the deepest truths of our lives were islands to be glimpsed only through binoculars from far, far away, we get panic attacks, insomnia, tendonitis. The body demands our attention.

This time of year when there is more darkness than light, more time to plan away the present, give yourself a practice of opening your eyes. Be gentle. You do not need to toothpick yourself awake. Simple ask yourself what is true right now? What are the circumstances of your life? What is your body telling you? What in your life is demanding your attention?

The process of awakening does ask of us deep curiosity, impeccable honesty, and an incredible amount of compassion, for ourselves most of all. What it yields is a body, a life, a way of living in which we can breathe deeply. A gentleness even in the face of difficulty. A place where we can be comfortable in the darkness, present to both the density and the luminosity of each moment.