40 Days of A Space for Soul continues…
#sacred #heart #open #transform
breathing out my worry
and my wonder
as I silently ask the Goddess
what exactly is compassion?
and can I offer it to myself?
breathing out my fear
am I brave enough
like a Boddhisattva
without reason, without end?
watching the Goddess
smoke dances, we sit
suddenly, the stone of me cracks
there is nowhere to hide
I am love.
“The way we see the world shapes the way we treat it.
If a mountain is a deity, not a pile of ore; if a river is one of the veins of the land, not potential irrigation water; if a forest is a sacred grove, not timber; if other species are biological kin, not resources; or if the planet is our mother, not an opportunity – then we will treat each other with greater respect. Thus is the challenge, to look at the world from a different perspective.”
I climbed up Buffalo Ridge yesterday. I nicknamed this ridge that shelters our home to the southeast Buffalo Ridge months ago – it just has the energy of buffalo roaming free for me. Well, yesterday I climbed to the top of Buffalo Ridge. And now, as I stare out my window at that ridge, it looks completely different to me. Maybe it’s because I’ve been talking about climbing this ridge for 2 years and I FINALLY did it! Yes, that’s part of the change.
But my internal shift involves more than just accomplishing something that I set out to do; Buffalo Ridge is now known to me in a completely different way. I have an intimate relationship with this ridge now; I look at Buffalo Ridge and see the rocks I scrambled over to reach the very top. And I see the circle of old pines that I sat beneath and rested. I remember startling the deer that were bedded down on its slope in the heat of mid-day. And I remember all the cactus just on the verge of blooming as well as the little white flowers already in full bloom.
Today I look out the window and I don’t see a ridge that I climbed. Instead I see an ally that watches over my home and neighborhood. I see a friend who shared some beautiful secrets with me. I am connected to Buffalo Ridge in a new way, and it will never again look like ‘just a hill’ to me!
I live in a box – we all do. It may be a sacred box or a profane box… either way, it is still a box.
I have created a box or a “comfort zone” in life where I spend my days and feel safe. It is a mental box that I created from all the rules and habits that define where I live and work, who I interact with, what’s acceptable, “safe” behavior, what’s allowed in my family and my culture, what’s bad or wrong behavior, etc. And all those things that I have decided are off limits, too big or too scary to be part of my life, create the walls of my box.
Pain and Boredom as Catalysts
Ultimately my box defines how much of my true self I will share with the world. It’s very hard to be a big presence in the world if I choose to inhabit a tiny little box. But my little comfort zone of a box provides continuity and safety for me – no one wants to live in a completely unpredictable world where everything is new and unknown all the time. And my little box may be beautiful and fun for me. But as time passes my comfortable little box of a life may come to feel constrictive and limiting; I may begin to feel caged up and ache for something new.
The most amazing box can ultimately become downright painful; mine certainly did in the months before I decided to get divorced from my first husband. Or maybe I inhabit the same comfortable box for so long and come to know every corner of it so well, that I find myself bored to tears by its predictability. That was the case for several years before I chose to completely shift gears and change careers.
When I am bored or in pain, I am way more willing to stretch and embrace a little of the unknown. And I am way more likely to seek out change. I may decide to take a class, go on a trip, change jobs, start exercising, change my diet… 18 years ago I took a huge leap and got divorced – but only after aching for a change for years. I am only human; change, big change is most likely to happen when my box becomes too painful or too boring to bear for another second.
Pushing My Limits
Every shift or change I have ever made, involves expansion; I end up pushing against the limits of my old comfort zone. And like most people, I am willing to wait a long time and put up with a lot of boredom or pain before I try to change my life. It’s great to feel safe and comfortable. And change can be very uncomfortable and scary. But when my box becomes too painful or restrictive, I eventually reach an internal tipping point. Then I am willing to swallow my trepidation and make a change in my life.
With every change, I inevitably run up against my old limits; I push up against the walls of the safe and known box I’ve been living in. Or if I shift fast, I may even completely blow through the walls of my box before I realize it! When I run into, or completely blow by my old familiar limits, I feel fear – it’s not very comfortable to be outside my old box at first. And I am likely to find ways to contract again and sabotage myself. I get shaky and try to talk myself out of the shift. Or I decide I can’t handle the change or don’t know how to change. Ever insecurity of mine rears its ugly head!
Craving and Sabotaging Change
When I feel shaky, it’s natural to want to to crawl right back inside my old box; to run back to my old comfort zone, even when a huge part of me is still aching and crying out for something bigger, something more. But I’ve learned that it helps me immensely to remember that whenever I grow and expand, I will knock up against the walls of the comfortable “box” I’ve been living in. And when I do, I will feel quite vulnerable and fearful. It’s part of the process. I find it comforting to realize that I am just being human whenever I get scared and sabotage my own growth and change. I may even give myself a little slack if I can remember that all of us tend to do stupid, self-defeating things when we’re in a new world and feel off-balance and scared.
Realizing that it’s human nature to both crave and fight against change, helps me relax and give myself some grace. When I can own that part of me that fears and fights against change, I find it’s easier to pay attention and catch myself whenever I start to contract back into my safe little box. So, when I catch myself sabotaging the change and growth that I actually crave, I have a choice; I can berate and verbally beat myself up for being so dumb. I can give up and jump back in my old box and forget about every changing. Or I can try to treat myself with loving kindness; I can realize how vulnerable it feels to be outside my comfort zone. And do it anyway.
“Do one thing every day that scares you.”
How I Expand and Start Living Outside My Box:
1. Breathe and pause. Look around at life outside my old comfort zone; try to explore a little. Allow myself to take baby steps into the new world outside my old box. If I push or rush myself, I only trigger more fear and confusion and upset. Eleanor Roosevelt suggests doing one thing a day, not 20! Easy does it. There is no need to muscle through all my fear and confusion at once.
2. Own my fear and shakiness and confusion. Just allow myself to FEEL it all. Try not to stuff it or run from it. Remind myself again and again that it’s completely normal to feel this way when I jump outside my old comfortable box and land in a new unknown place! Chaos, fear and confusion are normal after any change – especially at first.
3. Breathe and ask, “is this fear – or curious excitement – or both jumbled up within me?” When I ask this, I usually find that a big chunk of what I am feeling is actually excitement at being in a new place outside my box. And curious excitement is way less loaded with negative charge than fear is. 🙂
4. Do things that blow off stress and give me physical comfort; exercise, get a massage or energy work, take long soaks in the bathtub, dance. Get my body grounded and moving in my expansive new world. I have learned that as soon as I get my physical body grounded, I start to feel 1000% better.
Breathing and owning my fear and confusion at being out of my comfort zone is key for me. If I can breathe and stay with those big hairy feelings of vulnerability and exposure, then the fear dissipates. And I can slowly calm down and ground in this new space. I can feel my way into how to get comfortable and embrace my brand new, exciting and scary, more expansive box.
“The little space within the heart is as great as the vast universe…”
What happens if I stay open-hearted and vulnerable, no matter what happens around me?
Can I be spacious and hard-hearted?
No, when my heart is open and spacious, my mean malicious thoughts just blow away.
Can I have a spacious heart and be sad?
Not for long – if I hold my heart open and allow my grief and sadness to flow, they wash away.
Isn’t that what Jesus and Gandhi and Buddha taught – to stay open-hearted and spacious?
I am reminded of a story I read once about the Dalai Lama; a woman came to see the Dalai Lama and told him a story of how she and other Buddhist nuns had been put down, abused and mistreated by the male monks in their spiritual communities. Upon hearing her story, the Dalai Lama bowed his head and wept. He wept openly in the middle of his great hall, surrounded by his advisors. He wept openly in front of the many important people who were waiting to speak to him. And everyone in the great hall that day, was changed. The Dalai Lama embodied vulnerability and spacious heart for everyone to see and feel.
I choose a spacious heart today
I choose spacious even when it feels vulnerable.
I choose spacious even when it gets scary.
I choose spacious.
Defintion: Spa·cious – /ˈspāSHəs/
Adjective: Having ample space. capacious – roomy – wide – large – ample – extensive
I am pondering today: How much do my “views” about the world actually shape my future experiences in the world? How much do my beliefs about the world and how life works create the form my future takes? Do I usually get what I believe I will get?
This seems especially relevant to me right now as the U.S. enters the home stretch of a particularly nasty and malicious presidential election. And it’s also an election where the 2 main presidential candidates have very different viewpoints about the world and how it all “works.” So, which viewpoint do I vote for – Obama’s or Romney’s? Does my vote even matter? How much might this one little choice alter my future?
Years ago, 2 amazing change agents named Jerry Weinberg and Jean McLendon introduced me to an eye-opening model of perception and reality:
Malicious, Stupid or Kind Universe?
Do I see my world as Mean and malicious? Do I believe that people are out to hurt me and reject me? Do events seem to conspire against me? Do I live in fear that God is watching and waiting to punish me?
Or is my world Stupid? Does everyone I meet seem to be a moron? Do I believe that I am the only one that knows what’s going on around here – is everyone else just too stupid to see the truth?
Or do I live in a Kind world? Are people basically caring and kind? Do people want to assist me and help me? Is God supporting me and helping me in every moment?
I LOVE this model of the Universe! When I take the time to use it, I realize just how much I can sabotage myself by approaching the world like it is out to hurt me or trip me up and get in my way.
Remembering this model, and asking myself just one simple question can jerk me right out of my “story” about whatever is happening in my personal life OR in world events today that bothers me:
“Which Universe am I living in today?”
Asking which Universe I find myself in right now, helps me stop whining and blaming others. Then I can back up and gain a bit of perspective. And when I ask this question a lot, I begin to see how I add to my own misery every time I approach the world from any space other than kindness and benevolence.
What happens when I assume a kind Universe, a benevolent God who is just waiting to help and support me? What happens to my day?
And what would happen if I choose to make kindness my religion?
“My religion is very simple. My religion is kindness.”
My heart opens whenever I see this quote from the Dalai Lama. And that’s the energy I feel emanating from the Dalai Lama; pure kindness. I bet HE inhabits a kind and caring Universe most days. 🙂
So, here I sit pondering my personal life and global events… How much does my viewpoint matter? Do my choices make any difference?
I choose YES! I choose to matter –
because in my world, change happens one kind little choice at a time.
What Makes Life Good?
What Makes Life Worth Living?
I hope to spend the rest of my life exploring the answer to those questions!
Brene Brown claims humans live to connect with others. She spent years interviewing thousands of people and exploring self worth, happiness and the importance of connection. Brene claims the happiest people
have the courage to be imperfect.
have the compassion to be kind to themselves first, and then to others.
create connections as a result of authenticity.
fully embrace vulnerability.
“Let yourself be seen. Love with your whole heart.
Practice gratitude. Lean into joy.
Believe you are enough.”