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negative-core-beliefs Tag

It’s hard to believe that it’s now over one month since I left ‘my other life’ in a shipping container and boarded Virgin Flight 043 with no real idea what lay ahead for me.  In one way it seems like months and yet another, just a few short days.  Wow!  What a ride it has been!!  Imagine stepping onto the biggest emotional rollercoaster… say no more!  My ego and all of its fear based stories terrorised me for 16 full days and as much as I tried to practice what I preach, no amount of emotional healing would suffice…  I felt like a huge lead weight had been dumped on my shoulders and each time I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but notice how this stress was taking a toll!  I looked old, I felt old… I never feel old!!…I felt heaviness in the right side of my heart and a weight, as if someone had cut me open in the middle of the night and placed a brick in my gut!  I smiled yet it was just a motion.. I did not feel joy!  I always feel joy!  So much fear rising to the surface, gripping terror that had me lying awake at night wondering “what the heck I was doing and just what the bloody hell I had done!”… yet weirdly enough, in all of this, I had the knowing that somehow, I was right where I was meant to be… 
17 March, 2017 /

Birds of A Feather Flock Together

  As I watched a flock of birds on the beach this morning ‘being’ with the ebb and flow of the ocean tides… not questioning, not worrying, not trying to work it out… just going with the organic flow of life, merging and moving together as one, a pang of sadness shot through my heart, a sadness for the knowledge of how far from truth we as a human race have strayed.  Amongst the Terns I noticed a single Seagull and couldn’t help but smile knowing that for many years, I, like many others, have felt like that solitary gull and yet today, just like the saying ‘birds of a feather flock together,’ all around the world, people of similar vibration are connecting and even gathering, in order to ‘be the change,’ ecstatic to be cutting free from the ‘old ways’ of consumerism and
27 April, 2016 /
…she sobbed, as the exhaustion that had been consistently ignored and pushed down for weeks on end came flooding to the surface in a tidal wave of tears!  The sadness, the longing and the loneliness that had broken into my heart during the night, like a bank robber in the dark, and stolen the love, the peace and the joy that most often resides there, outpoured in a barrage of tears, snot and mascara.
05 April, 2016 /