Melted butter

Melted butter

I was spending a week in CA for a training. I had looked forward to the training for months and months, knowing that the workshop and training would push me outside of my comfort zone and teach me a lot about myself. I underestimated what I would learn in the training. I underestimated what I would learn about myself and how I move through the world in the training.

Love of my life

Love of my life

Relationship after relationship I searched for the love of my life only to feel frustrated and let down. No matter how amazing the person was, something seemed to always be wrong. I made lists of the qualities of a perfect partner. I spent time and energy manifesting to bring this person into my reality.

Moving Energy

Moving Energy

I was sitting in meditation after the facilitator of the workshop stopped instructing, and I was allowing the lessons to land as deeply as they could in me when I got the strong urge to move my body. I suppressed the urge at first because everyone was being silent and was in meditation, doing their own work, but the message got louder and louder and louder.

Honoring Resistance

Honoring Resistance

She went out of her way to invite me and answer all of my questions. She was open and honest, and our conversation flowed easily. On paper, this situation should work out perfectly for me. It was like the universe was serving me the least complicated answer, yet I didn’t want to take it.

Power Struggle

Power Struggle

We spoke about how when there is a power struggle it means that there are different sides, you versus me. When there are different sides then someone always loses and if someone is losing that means that you both lose even if you can’t see it like that at the moment. When you are on the same team and really mean that, it results in everyone winning because you keep working until you both can agree.

Cell Phone Use

Cell Phone Use

As the workshop progressed into the second day I felt a sense of sadness that as soon as a session was done people would jump onto their cell phones, often while still sitting in the circle from the workshop. It made my heart hurt that people couldn’t be more present with the container

Alone

Alone

I packed the last couple of items into my bags. I looked up at him, sitting on the bed. 

“I am going to miss you” I said.

“Me too, baby” he said back.

“I needed to do this alone. I needed to know that I could. It is an important part of my process” I said.