Your heart

Your heart

Your heart does not care what recognition you get for your helping. It doesn’t care what you look like when you do it, how much credibility you have or get, how much you get paid for it, or who will notice you do it. It knows that we can only truly give without attachment when we love ourselves, because we are one, and so to give IS to receive.

Your opportunity might not show up in the way your ego wanted or expected. It might not come in the form of a dream job or a volunteer opportunity at an elephant sanctuary.
But it will come, and your heart will know that this will help you, as well as others. Don’t dismiss the seemingly small opportunities to be helpful, they are what change the world

I will know

I will know

I will know the truth when my only motivation is to be truly helpful.
I will know that I am fully supported when I turn my focus from my outside perception of the world to my inner world.

When I recognise that I have everything I need in this moment, and trust that everything is exactly as it is supposed to be, will I know peace.

When I know peace, I can share peace.

Peace is available to me in every moment.

This is the only moment

Support

Support

As she turned her attention away from what she needed to do to get what she thought she wanted, and instead directed her focus on to the individual small steps that she was guided to take in order to be truly helpful, something miraculous happened.
She was reminded, once again, as she was every time she detoured from the path and found her way back, that she had always been, was and would always be, provided for. There was no need to worry, no need to try to figure things out, and the more she struggled, the more she would experience struggle.
When she allowed herself to surrender, to rest in love for herself and the world, when she forgave herself for trying to do everything herself and ignoring her small, kind voice of inner guidance, she was granted the feeling of peace she hadn’t realised she was missing, and followed her nudges to places where things fell into perfect place without any effort on her part. These places allowed her to feel truly valued, truly valuable, truly loved, and truly peaceful.

It doesn’t matter how many times you mis-step, you can always give up struggling and allow yourself to float and be held by the Universe. You are always supported. There is nothing you cannot come back from. We all have a choice – we can run the uphill race to the top of an imaginary ‘success’ mountain, or we can tune in, let go of thinking we know the best way, and allow the still small voice of our heart to lead us to somewhere far better than we could have ever imagined

Grey

Grey

There is grey here. There are so many unknowns and my brain just wants to be pointed in a direction with a clear goal and told to go. Run with it. Go ‘do’. And yet, here we are, in the grey. Where there is no alignment in one particular direction, and where creating boundaries and fences and rules for myself won’t help my fundamental uncomfortableness with this situation.

Here, is an invitation to sit. To not do. To not constrict, and restrict, but to expand, to create opportunity, to allow more in, rather than block more out.

Here is where we meet the grey.
Here is where we make our choice – to run, or to stay.

To choose the unknown with an open heart, and ask it what is has to teach us, or to run blindly away and hope we already know best.

I am choosing to stay. I am choosing to sit with the grey and see what happens. I want to know what it has to teach me. Do you?

Waiting

Waiting

Sometimes she felt like she was waiting. Waiting for everything to fall into place, for the moment when all the boxes were ticked and she knew she was on the right path with everything in order and accounted for. Then she could be content.

This was not real life, she knew. She knew that peacefulness was found in the moments between, in the breath of life itself and not in the accomplishments that came with it. And still, at times, this felt challenging as she slipped into the ego mindset of needing to achieve [something….anything], and the things that used to bring her comfort and joy didn’t seem enough or worthwhile anymore.

Still, these are the moments between, and we can choose to return to the peace in an instant, and listen to the whispers of our soul instead of our egos. Our soul is kind, loving and sweet. It nudges us instead of pushing with fear and intimidation. It’s purpose is love. It’s language is love. It’s outcome is love