PROCESS, PROGRESS, SPIDERS & DAVID ATTENBOROUGH:
I'm reminded today that sometimes the process takes over and people lose sight of their progress.
*I was washing grapes in the kitchen sink when that came about.
Rinse, rinse, rinse, I was washing all the grime and bits off when a HUGE black spider came up out of the bunch I was holding and said 'MAMMA MIA!!' just a split second before my mouth went into an O shape and my eyebrows went into my hairline and I said 'FARK!'
Anyway, sometimes, diving in and having a good scrub in the name of moving forward, get the grape, the trophy, whatever -- or taking action steps to move forward means that a biggie comes up out of the closet.
Would you prefer that spider stayed in? Hell no.
It has to come up. So figure out what it's teaching you.
The spider is part of the process. That it came up at all means you are making progress.
If you didn't make the effort to wash the grapes it would still be hanging out there. Secretly making its webs in your meal.
It's a bit of a challenge from the Universe to make sure you really want what you want.
Do you still want those grapes?
Instead of grabbing the spider and holding it for days and screaming about being stuck in the process, remember the spiders greatest wish is to evacuate the area a screaming human is inhabiting. Carry it gently to a suitable location.
Love that spider. The fact that it showed up means it's leaving.
You're ok. In fact - you're better off than you thought you were. You are now spider free. That's progress. (And the spider is listening to the sweet music of the garden.)
The word 'cess' is sometimes used in front of the word 'pit' to describe a shit hole. A process can literally feel like this for a moment now and then. You don't want to stay in it though, so someone has to stop the screaming and STEP through it. There is a door, and GRESS means to step.
The spider is the proCESS.
Evacuate the spider.
Appreciate the proGRESS.
Have a grape.
Most importantly, forgive yourself for not knowing the spider was there. Who are you, David Attenborough? No? Right, so be kind. Sit still and say a silent (or a rowdy) thanks for the progress you have made so far.
And next time a spider comes up, rinse and repeat, thank the spider, love yourself, see the progress, have a grape.
ps. Need help with the process? That's my department.
pps. Dear David Attenborough, if you are reading this, thank you for being a living demonstration of love in action, you amazing human.
ppps. No spiders were harmed in the writing of this post. One showed up physically, was relocated and then used allegorically, I haven't yet had a chat with his/her agent about fees. (I'm not certain we speak the same language either.)
She loved everyone and just wanted to make things peaceful, so she went about the business of making sure everyone was comfortable. They all had a glass of water or a cup of tea and their clothes were cleaned, folded and put away. She drove them all over the place and waited up late to make sure they were home. She let them choose the movies and the tv channels because she wanted them to be happy and she went without to save up and buy that labelled pair of jeans they wanted and send them on the best trips.
She always made sure they had the best food and she ate the burnt sausage so they wouldn't have to and she was happy when they were happy.
When they weren't happy and they yelled at her she wondered what else she could do to make them happy and she did all sorts of other little thoughtful things to try to cheer them up. She kept them all afloat. The house was mostly tidy, but not perfect because she also worked. They yelled about silly things that really didn't mean much and they forgot to do nice things for her.
One day a woman called her a people pleaser. It sounded like an insult. She worried about it. She felt, if she was honest with herself, that nobody cared much about her, but she tried not to focus on that. She didn't realise they didn't ask her what she wanted because she had never had an opinion, she was too busy making sure they were ok.
They didn't do anything for her because she always did everything. She wondered if they'd notice if she just went off and did her own thing for a day, and thought they probably wouldn't.
She listened all hours to friends and family going through tough times and offered many suggestions, support and connections to help them. She did everything for everyone, cake stalls, the lot and whenever she was feeling under the weather, she told no-one, painted on a bright smile and kept on keeping on and keeping it all together but she was lying to herself. Serenely sitting on the lake, paddling like hell underneath making sure that 'other people' couldn't see how hard she was trying.
She ran on empty and was spread so thin like a pancake. She could take care of everyone else but she didn't have time for herself and if she focused on something she wanted, she would quickly talk herself out of it with logic and conversations like 'I can't do that, it's selfish'.
She was almost impossible to spot. She was someone's wife, someone's mother, someone's daughter, someone's sister..... and her own nobody.
The day finally came when she'd been taken for granted once too often - overlooked for the last time and the pancake blew up in everyone's faces. She threw the dinner in the kitchen and it went EVERYWHERE. And she didn't even clean it up.
It was inconvenient for them, they yelled and cried, one had a tantrum that lasted days - and it nearly swayed her.
She almost went back in the pan, her first thought was to apologise and make it 'right' but she realised she was only making it right for them, and that kind of right - when a person sells themselves out over and over and over again for other people - is not right at all.
She realised she had played a massive part in educating them to ignore her and so with the thought in mind that she was doing no favours to anyone if she allowed that education to continue - she went out to rediscover herself.
She switched off her waterfall of over-giving, became hard to get hold of. Checked her calls and screened them before she took them, and some she never got back to at all. She went to peaceful creative places, sculpting, book clubs, meditation and yoga. Her children had to learn to take the bus. They had to make their own lunches and wash their own clothes.
It killed nobody.
Everyone told her she had lost her marbles, and they didn't understand her anymore, but she felt like she was just finding them after years of being invisible. They called her selfish after her lifetime of eating burnt sausages and she was! It was a revelation.
She was Self-ish. Her Self was on its way back.
She had not realised how extensively she had sacrificed it on the altar of everyone else's needs and how far away it had travelled.
She learned to help them was her great joy, but their happiness was not her responsibility. It was up to them to make the most of everything. She actually needed to make sure they could manage to live in the real world where everything would not be done for them.
And she couldn't do that by continuing on the way she had - it made them entitled, demanding, incapable, thoughtless and frankly sometimes not very nice.
She had to step back in the name of love.
In order to show them how to take responsibility for their own well being, she had to take responsibility for hers, to fill her own love tank and be a living example of how to be self-sufficient and content.
She realised she was the answer to her own prayers, finally acknowledged her skills and her value - and her right to follow her own star and she started to glow.
*Yes, you are welcome to share. x
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Previous blog post: Being the Answer
OH GOD: When you write a searing piece of work at 6am and by 6:50 you slam the brakes on.
It’s an allegory, but it contains a lot of truth for a lot of people, and you wonder if 7 am on November the 13th 2018 is the day and time they asked to be activated. And you know damn well it is, and it’s not up to you to stop the flow of the Universe servicing their need.
You hope the ones who need it, get it, that it’s simply time to develop, not throw away everything they know. And OMG you’re a feeling person, you’re going to feel the annoyance of some of them.
Then you breathe... 💎 and share.
BEING THE ANSWER:
The overcompensation of one more woman occurred and she hid, as women do, in a half life of being the answer to everything a man wanted.
There was one problem (one that led to millions), he wasn’t feeling it.
She had started dating him and didn’t know herself and her power, and because she was terrified to look and learn about her own shining, to grow and understand herself... she went the way the other women in her family did: make yourself indispensable and then you’ll qualify as a tool for life.
She became a dispenser.
She dispensed advice, sandwiches, money, the fixing of all things tricky, of sex, of biscuits, and she manufactured a kind of satisfied joy that he acquiesced to her dispensing.
She managed to get him into ‘the box’.
He dutifully sat there, because you should be grateful to dispensers, they are tools for life.
The spark she was looking for was based on a moment of triumph, of getting him to agree and to pop himself in a handy box.
She slammed on the lid.
They agreed he could be the man and she could be the woman. They would ‘do’ love. ‘Commitment.’ He would perform the role of resigning himself to the life he saw all the men doing.
Extraordinary relationships are fairytales right? No one has that kind of love. ‘So this must be it’, he thought as he paced inside the tiny box, ‘and everyone is expecting it of me.’ People grow up, they get married. They settle down.
She knows she’s put him in the box, and she crows to herself inwardly. She made it and he’s hers.
She’s indispensable. A tool for life. She did all that to get him, now she’s got him and she’s going to have what she wanted and what they all modelled for her, an ordinary partnership.
She’ll forget about the part where she did everything she could to jam him in the box because that wasn’t really her, it was her fear. She was overcompensating and that’s going to stop now she has him in the box.
He is going to shift from a free man, to a trapped one as he realises what happened, slowly, as she stops being so excited about her coup and realises the thrill of getting what she wants is over. She starts resenting being a tool. She now feels used, but she put herself right there and he is not being grateful.
In man land there’s a story about women, and he decided to try it out. They say if you put twenty cents into a jar each time you have sex before you marry, and take one out after you marry, you’ll never empty that jar. I suspect that box is why.
He’s aware that she is angry and they travel along together, disconnected, with the walls of the box up between them, him looking for a way out: mates, booze, boating, withdrawing and no conversation and her, angry and unappreciated. She wards it all off with wine.
She’s angry now.
She has forgotten she jammed him in there. She’s a powerful (mostly unawakened) Goddess, but she’s powerfully looking away from how she can create in a way that is self loving.
The narrative of life is a funny-not-funny thing: The biggest lie for him is that if he follows the format, does what he is told, works hard, that it’s all going to work out.
The biggest lie for her is that if she gets the guy, she’ll be ok.
This narrative has been running for YEARS.
It’s an unspoken, completely manufactured ‘rule’.
He wants the whole world and she wants the box. He needs to go, hunt, and gather.
She wants him to stay in the box, it makes her smaller self feel safe - but it makes him feel trapped.
If she knew herself, she would never have bothered to try to get him in the box. She doesn’t need him there, she just thinks she does. Her frightened self was attracted to him, since she was young she’s been told there’s a man shortage and men are the answer to being safe.
Nothing about it is magical. She made herself into a tool so she could be the answer to him and then, as tools do, she wore out. Two answers don’t go together, you need a question and an answer.
Ask any tradesman what he does when a tool wears out and he’ll tell you he replaces it.
A Goddess isn’t a tool. Someone isn’t playing the game right, so frustrating, but it’s not him - it’s her. Being cast aside can be the most terrible and best time ever.
She’ll choose to blame him and say she was used - or she’ll remodel herself and step into her power.
Could she be truly honest with herself and be ok to know she jammed him in the box?
Could she admit that life made her think she had to act that way because it showed her thousands of models doing exactly that?
Now what? If she is actually honest about her part in being that dispenser, and takes responsibility, she can’t honestly donate the rest of her life to snivelling about what a rough deal she got when she manufactured it all instead of growing and trusting there was more.
It takes a massive amount of guts to self reflect, because she now knows she was hiding from something - herself, her life, possibility? Who knows.
She unpacks it. The baggage is like peeling away the layers of an onion, BUT, it gets sweeter and sweeter as she goes, until one day she will realise, she is no longer unpacking an onion, she is caressing the petals of a beautiful rose.
It could have all been so much easier if she started this without jamming a man into a box, but life come with lessons, doesn’t it? We are all meant to have them.
Trying to be ‘the answer’ brought her powerfully back to understanding she was actually the question and the knowing that she hadn’t yet unpacked her magic.
The Goddess waits to awaken - to her power, to love that honours her shining, and her extraordinary life.
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Previous post: The Lighthouse. A light workers inspiration to shine.
THE LIGHTHOUSE: A lightworkers inspiration to shine.
This beautiful Maori phrase (just found in my memories) fits: ‘Kia kaha, kia maia, kia manawanui.’
- Be strong, be brave, be steadfast.
This is for those of you who sometimes feel alone doing what you're doing, or who are moving through levels and stepping up into a new space...
All her life she had been hiding inside herself and nobody knew.
All her life she had wondered why the people around her that said they were her family, seemed foreign to her sometimes. People who were meant to be her teachers didn't understand her.
She felt fear and lack most of the time unless she escaped. She escaped best to the grass and the clouds and the trees and the sky. She escaped to the whisper, the silence, the roar, the bounty and the inexorability of nature. Nature knew her best. Nature was her home.
In nature, she wished for her wings to grow back and to lift her away from this place.
Sometimes she even wished for someone to steal her.
Then she grew up. She discovered that people had been stealing her all her life, and she had been letting them. She had no boundaries, and gave herself away, trying to please people and make the pain stop. It didn't stop.
In her confusion, she had thrown away good things and kept others that hurt. She tried to make amends. She did things for people, she gave away things, she gave away money. She waited and waited for a friend, or for a partner to see that she was real and worthy.
It didn't happen. People she loved left her and took things. And took her for granted. Her story was awful.
Until the day she started to say No.
No built a small boundary inside her first. No protected her from further pleasing of the others.
No helped her to please herself.
All this time she thought life was about giving and she realised she had starved herself by giving in the wrong order. She said No again and again and took her time doing things for herself.
The others were angry. They accused her of being selfish.
And she was. She withdrew the energy streams she had been sending out everywhere and she sent them into her heart where they belonged.
The others raged. She had pulled out their power lines, their plugs, and hooks. It hurt and almost drained her of courage.
She wavered a little, feeling bad for them, but listened to her heart and realised if she did not serve herself, they were going to suck her dry of all her goodness and she needed to survive. She no longer felt responsible for their happiness. Her shoulders grew lighter. Her heart grew full.
She was self-ish. There was no one left. But she was free.
It was incredibly liberating.
And then the flow started. At first, it was a trickle, little by little the people came, seeing she valued her Self, they acknowledged and responded to her value. She invested in herself by blessing the ones who were present before and who taught her to value herself, and the ones who understood came back.
She kept moving forward into an ever increasing stream of new people, new adventures, and wonder.
The flow of people coming to her became a deluge and she realised she was not only worthy - she had a purpose and the purpose was to free the others.
She discovered that all the self-doubting in the world was in fact, real selfishness because it caused light to be dim, and only held others back from their healing and growth.
She finally understood, she was birthed in love. No matter where she sprang from, how life shaped her, she chose to be here. She was not what had been 'done to her', she was an immaculate idea, divine in her inception, and so she shed the tight constraining bonds of the chrysalis that was her story, grew her wings and claimed the parts of herself that frightened others. She was creative, resourceful, wild, magical and amazing, no longer held back by thoughts of not-good-enough.
She had come to the planet to be a guide, a way shower, finally, she knew she was a lighthouse for others, to alert them, help them to safety and to hold a space for them to grow and blossom through their storms.
She accepted her mission and opening her arms as widely as they could go, she laughed and embraced it with all her heart, exultant in the recognition that her souls greatest journey was also her homecoming.
It wasn't meant to be a walk in the park. Lighthouses are made of strong stuff.
She stepped up. And stood, claimed her ground as solid rock and she shone.
And guide she did.
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LOSS AND CHRISTMAS: Here it comes again and it can be a fraught time for those of you who have lost someone, so to my friends who are dealing with loss and grief, I wish you all an extra dose of love and peace, and want to say something to your hearts...
Your loved ones smile down on you.
They’re around you and as close as your thoughts. Please know you can speak to them and they can hear you. They know you love them, they do know you miss them. We can even learn to feel their presence. Some of you, I'm sure, already do.
They want you to do nice things for yourselves, to love and nurture yourselves and to see and delight in the tiny miracles that surround you daily.
They are richer for having been in your lives as you are from being in theirs.
They are safe, no matter what faith or creed has told you will happen to them upon passing, it all returns to golden light - even the ones that took things into their own hands.
Please do not carry guilt about how anyone passed, what more you could have done, the things you never said, and especially do not carry guilt if you ‘weren’t there in time’.
Guilt is a robber of joy. We cannot pass away if it is not our time, we actually get sent back.
Some people who need to pass, need to do so without others in the room and that's why when someone is passing, we don't get there on time. Or we pop out for coffee at what we may forever think was 'the wrong moment'. Our love and our life force hold them here, and when they need to leave, heart breaking as it is, they need less of that in the room to go.
I promise there is an order to these things, even if we humans cannot always see it. I know it feels hard. x
Please, this Christmas, try not to carry their loss as a scar on your heart.
Carry it as a sacred celebration of how incredibly lucky you were to journey together and, if you need to, write them a little letter telling them what you’ve loved about them and how you will nurture yourself going forward.
I got such a strong message to send this today (Chr 2017). James helped a distressed lady hang a commemorative card high up on a Christmas tree in a store in Taupo. We hugged her and held her for a while after. She was teary and said she missed her father every single day. I wanted to bring her home and let her rest.
I was far too teary feeling her heart and emotion to tell her this and I'm wishing I did, but she propelled this message for you and maybe you know someone who needs it. (I don't know who she was or I would send her this.)
You are absolutely loved. You are absolutely supported and appreciated. Thank you for everything you have done. It was enough.
Take some time somewhere to breathe and wrap your arms around yourself and sit for a few minutes.
You’ll get through, don't place any pressure on yourself to do much. We are sending much love.
Blessings and hugs,
Deb & James Rowley x
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The Disappearing Self - when you morph in relationships and take on the energy of partner/friend or overgive, never making a choice for the group or the couple. It's all about going with what they want.
The ability to say no grows weaker without practice.
After a while, you start to realise you are everyone else's somebody and your own nobody. And if you have an opinion, it's overlooked because they are used to having it their way.
Result: You feel disempowered, unheard and maybe like they wouldn't notice if you weren't there.
Sometimes people just live with that, thinking they've made their bed and they have to lie in it. Sometimes it feels too hard to stand up and say 'HEY!' to everyone, and so there is a big period of time of just going along. What happens to change this, if you don't do anything with it, is that your body - on some level - could be physical, spiritual, emotional, mental or even at work or in relationships, gets to the point of no return and has some kind of blow out. Too much time spent out of balance is just too much for the body.
If you check in with yourself and you know you are getting to the overwhelm or blowout stage, but you have no idea where to go or what to do - then you need to know this one of the things we address in the program. I've experienced it, walked the long walk out of that space, learning all the way, then - used the lessons I learned to accelerate shifting my clients out, much faster and more powerfully.
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Previous blog post: Light it up
We live reactively or creatively.
And although I prefer living creatively, we are meant to do both. We learn well from both.
The creative learning pushes us forward and the reactive learning tells us what we've embedded - and sometimes what we creatively need to do next.
I often meet people who feel like they've missed their chance in life.
Now, I can't talk for you, but when I was growing up, there was a very real 'line' in the sand about people's use by dates.
If people over a certain age, lost their job for some reason, everybody winced as it was much harder for them to get other work. They were 'fixed' on the idea.
Although I'm sure many people still think that way, it's not true now in the same way it was then. We have a window on the world through which we see 95 year old yoga teachers and all sorts happening. We can use that to motivate us. Groups of community are even more mobile than they were and people can and do reach out if they choose to.
Don't give up.
Everyone that chooses to, can look at this giant mish mash of humanity and ask themselves what they'd love to do. What have they not yet done that they still could?
What could they do to help these people?
It’s not over if you’re still breathing. Your chances are not over, you’re still here. While you’re still here, there are some things you can do.
Your ATtitude creates your ALTitude.
Where you are AT creates where you are going.
You can acknowledge tragedy, hell I know it slows us down, but if we let it stop us, it's US that are doing the letting.
Events that happened five minutes ago are already in the past, unless we are still talking about it. I'm not talking about shoving tragedy in a cupboard, but I am asking you to consider something.
One of the biggest things that causes us pain is our refusal to let go.
We often hug pain because we miss a person or situation because we're not sure what to do next - and because we worry that others will think badly of us if we appear unaffected.
And sometimes we go on, being affected for as long as we *think* we need to.
Remember the recommended mourning times they used to have? They're still a thing.
We don't really need a guideline time to mourn, each human body is unique. I know from my own experience grief is like a spirit that passes when the time is right for it to morph into an easier way to be.
In spite of losing people, things, or situations, we can still get back onto level ground. Sometimes it's a hell of an effort, but of course, I see miracles happen every day, so I know for the most part, we can. The act of grounding ourselves, or earthing, is really important and it stills us and brings us right back into our bodies when we've been out of them (in shock or trauma), or 'out of our heads'. We are made of cells of light and we're meant to be grounded and also to take ourselves lightly.
My grandfather once said to me, “I’ve lost someone I really cared about, but I am going to keep living and so I am not going to let that stop me from spending time with special people. I am going to make the most of the time I have left.” And he did.
Some of his friends, (or shall we call them acquaintances?) frowned a bit. So did his sister. They'd taken on the idea that you shouldn't act like that, just agreed to act their ages - he was the odd one out there - living.
My Poppa was Jolly in name and jolly in his nature. Sitting at home by himself didn't feed his soul. He had other ideas.
He had more of a life than I did at that time, he was super busy and a great role model.
So off he went. He drove for three weeks around the South Island. Came back to Pukekohe, as was his plan.
He realised he hadn't done enough travelling, changed his plan, and went to Cape Reinga.
It rained. That wasn't part of his new plan, so he shifted his new plan and went to the Coromandel instead.
What is it that you would love to do that you may have inadvertently written off?
Are you holding yourself back because of the disapproval of others?
Are you worrying about an imaginary age 'limit'?
Have you been mourning a situation for a while that is now morphed, and you're still there, but it's now time to move?
Is there any part of you that's given up, just because it had a fixed road map?
Is any idea you currently have, stopping you from living?
Light it up. Ground yourself, breathe. Plan it and give it some air. Do it. If it doesn't feel right when you get there, make another plan. Do that. Be flexible.
You're on a planet.
Plan comes from the Latin planum, meaning 'level ground' and et, means AND.
You're a plan-et-ary in-habit-ant. 😀
Get some level ground AND light it up, whatever it is for you. Put it out there and see what possibility can meet you with.
Who knows what miracle could come from such creation?
Have a wondrous day.
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Have you ever:
Wanted to do a vision board, collected the magazines and then looked at them for ages and finally put them away?
Or made one and it worked?
Or made one and nothing happened and it got chucked in the cupboard
Or made one, everything showed up, then you forgot to make a new one?
Me too. In fact, ME THREE. Three of those things happened to me at different stages. One felt quite disconnected, the others were great.
Then for a while I was contented, busy and just doing life, and then I came to a flat spot and realised I didn't have any 'live' goals or requests in with the Universe.
I had to change that and in the middle of all the wondering, a new process was born. Happy dance!
The things about vision boards is:
⭐You have to know what you want.
⭐You have to be ok to ask for it.
⭐You have to trust.
⭐You have to deal with glue, scissors, pictures and TIME (and sometimes other people who don't like the mess).
⭐They have to be the RIGHT pictures if you're anything like me it needs to be a pleasurable process and work of art.
Knowing what you want is all very well. But if you don't know how it can happen, your brain can interfere with the process and you can go about *trying* to make it work instead of letting it go.
If you don't know what you want and you stick everything on there and there's no room for the thing you REALLY want when you finally figure that out, then what? Stick it over the top?
There's a magic in the process that people sometimes miss. Instead of thinking about the *things* you want, the best *thing* to do is to:
⭐and say YES to the greatness that can be yours by Divine Right.
How do you know what that is?
You can only humanly imagine, the Divine has WAY MORE up it's sleeve for you than just the human stuff you are asking about. So you can inadvertently LOCK that out!
A lot of our life is spent actually blocking this subconsciously and the Universe won't give us what is ours if it knows we are going to say no to it because we can't receive or that we are scared of it in some way.
So what's the process?
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💎It's about getting out of the way.
💎It's about letting the Universe deliver the elements it has lined up for you.
💎It's about coming online with the thing that fuels you.
💎It's about the magic ingredient that makes it all stick.
It's a very cool process that got me to action from sitting around dithering with way too much scattered energy.
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Previous post: Kinloch Self Love Retreat
BOOSTING LIFE! Growing your magic!
Understanding blocks and learning GREAT tools to shift them.
Did you know your biggest blocks are the KEY to your biggest growth? Smashing them, next levels life in all sorts of directions!
In the next weekend retreat at Kinloch, November 24th & 25th, we work to...
- understand how blocks are trying to save us, and love them away with gratitude
- LANGUAGE, LANGUAGE!! Understand what readiness and need have to do with manifesting
- FIND OUR FUEL! Understand where motivation comes from for us personally (or where it runs away to) and shift that into higher gear
- RESET AND REBOOT! Dig up decayed beliefs about love and abundance, examine them and leave them in the past
- SMASH OUT LIMITED THINKING! Get honest with what we REALLY want and stop telling ourselves we can't have it
- HEAL OUR LINEAGE! Cut ancestral lack loose and heal family (our families can really subconsciously shape how we accept good or punish ourselves)
- PRIVATELY RELEASE DEEP SHAME. Let go of deep secret shame which is related to not allowing ourselves to receive. This can be a private process or we can purge it by sharing if we wish.
- LANGUAGE, LANGUAGE! Turn our inner critics into inner cheerleaders, self-love and stop leaking energy to heaviness and hopelessness
- DIVINE OUR OWN DIVINE LIFE! Learn what makes us feel cherished and how to say YES to more of that (bring that ON, right?)
- FEARLESSLY LOVE! So we can be fully open to the joy of LOVE and SUCCESS in all levels of our lives.
WOOHOO!!! This weekend is full of magic, understanding, creativity, love and BIG SHIFTS.
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$777 pp takes care of all food and materials for the event.
There is an option (for up to 5 people) to stay onsite, or you can stay offsite.
Bring a journal if you wish, comfortable clothes and a wrap and some comfy walking shoes for a gentle walk.
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The unlimited well of possibility
residing in you,
awaits your attention.
It awaits your permission.
It yearns to be explored,
held up to the light
and to have more life
breathed into it.
On the days when you doubt yourself
it holds its breath
and prays you will remember
it awaits your attention.
It is the well you dig into
when all hope is lost and yet
somehow you survive - again.
It is a font of abundance
that helps you ride
through difficulty you
never though you would manage.
It is the 11th hour, divine timing -
we have many phrases
this divine reservoir
that keeps on giving.
When you are no longer
a stranger to it,
miracle working will be
a part of your every day
and miracle worrying
will be a thing of the past.
You are always loved.
And this IS an abundant universe.
You always have permission
even when you may believe you don't.
Sometimes others presume to remove
it from us, but they never truly can.
Will you give it
What do you need from
the Universe today?
Close your eyes,
take a breath
take that permission
and just ask.
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Energy expert, Deb is also a spiritual teacher, healer, writer and artist.