Freedom Seekers

We fight over and for all the ‘stuff’ that is important to us. Love, unity, financial stability, health, and success to name a few. And whilst all that stuff matters, intertwined within our dream vacation, yoga classes, stack of lottery tickets or over consumption of food and alcohol is an innate desire for freedom.

The word ‘freedom’ may hold many personal variations for each of us.

We yearn to be free from fear, sadness, and worry. Free from economic stressors, occupational burdens, societal expectations, cultural demands, and social pressures. We want to be free from being, doing, and behaving in a way others expect or demand of us. Free from judgment, boundaries, and parameters. Free from all the labels and every obligation they accompany. Fundamentally, free from internal and external resistance.

Though freedom is identified as a privilege that some may be born into, and most are required to work hard for, it is also considered a state of mind.  However, true liberation is beyond privilege or a state of mind. It is a state of being.

Our freedom-seeking mind can certainly prohibit us from recognizing the freedom that dwells within us. We can be easily led to believe it is separate from us and it is something experienced in pockets. Something one could only obtain through control, manipulation, persistence, or chance.  

Albeit the inner being cannot detach from the ever free-flowing energy that it is.

We are incessantly seeking a way out of this bondage and societal mumbo jumbo. We search for it throughout our endeavors and in all the corners of our detailed life.

Many believe unequivocally it is money, love, travel, and self-expression that will set their minds and hearts free. They hold faithfully to this idea that freedom is hidden within the conditions and spend a great deal of their time waiting for it to ‘happen’ or be granted to them as a tradeoff for their hard work, good behavior, and loyalty.

Financial freedom makes it to the top of the list for many freedom seekers. Almost everything we want, and need has a dollar sign attached to it.  Providing for our families and keeping up with our bills while still being able to afford our dream house, vacation or fancy upgrade on our status is viewed as an almost inaccessible freedom.  Whilst money can ease fundamental financial stressors buying time, elaborate material objects, and even love in trade for liberation can be short lived.

It is understandable to assume money grants freedom. Appreciation is a key element for merging with the freedom we seek and when we appreciate the time, people, places, and things money provides us with, it feels freeing. However, time is just time, the material objects are just objects and places are just places without our personal interpretations and the value we place on them.

The freedom of self-expression is another freedom we value and long for. The opportunity to think, speak, and behave authentically without being judged, or confined by our jobs, labels, partners, or societal groups. However, this can feel out of reach for many of us. And not because society blocks our individuality rather, we care too much about others’ opinions. It is the unfortunate makeup of our world. Our need for constant validation, popularity, and acceptance from others compromises our power and independence and keeps us captive in their belief systems.

We often work hard to absolve societal and cultural expectations. We rebel against specific ‘norms’ as if to break the chain that binds us to them.

Even so, while we push against ideologies and stereotypes that minimize or tame our inner extraordinaire ironically, we use the same ideologies and standards to defend our values. We advocate for our titles when it protects our cause and resist their dogmas when we feel victim to them.

However, true authenticity is not about coming to conclusions on or defining who we are. We are more than the version of our exterior, beyond our gender, above our culture and even far greater than the best idea we have of ourselves in this physical form.

Many discover freedom through travel. Exploration and discovery are great distractors from a world filled with routine and detail. Social media portrays this elaborate way of living devoid of responsibility and work; the very things we believe anchor us into our supposedly suppressed lifestyles.

And any opportunity to escape our familiar environment is always at the forefront of our priorities. We crave that which is uninfluenced, and uncontaminated with our opinions, beliefs, and negative impressions. Like a child’s many ‘firsts’, we enjoy our first encounters with various faces, places, and things. We are filled with curiosity and an eagerness to leave behind our intangible imprints on the world.

Whilst vacations offer novelty, they help release our hold on negative past events and future anxieties. They provide a grander perspective of our world and remind us of the abundance available to us.

There is a natural desire for life. Our yearning to feel invigorated and alive draws our attention to adventures and personal challenges. Some of us enjoy grand physical feats that ignite our fire. Some of us search for spiritual awakenings or meditative calm. But most of us seek to revel in the most simple and ordinary of things such as the company of a close friend, a sunrise, an ocean swim, or maybe just a moment of silence.

Regardless of our personal gaieties, they bring us into the present. They plug us back into the pure essence of our spirit.

Currently, one of the most persuasive figures in our lives is the dominant voice of our governing bodies who convince us they possess the power and know how to all our freedoms. Of course, first they must remind us of our limitations and ineptness. We then need to be stripped of our independence or the belief we can do anything for ourselves.

Naturally, our fear of losing or never experiencing the freedom these governing bodies promise to deliver converts us into devout soldiers. They compel us to protest our objections, push against anyone who disputes our values and contest those who threaten it, even our family and friends.

The belief that freedom exists outside of us ignites our freedom seeking hearts to search fervently for them and fight fiercely for our prerogatives. We can work hard to secure our freedom. We can fight to win over what we believe is our right, and whilst the conditions may at times bring us to this freedom we seek, it can be a long arduous road to it. And of course, there is no guarantee we will feel free once we get there or once we have ‘it’ because the moment our perception changes, off we go again seeking freedom in places that only serve one altering consequence. The consequence of conscious captivity.

When the ability to be curious, to explore and make decisions is taken or voluntarily given away, we experience captivity.

Many believe a person, place or thing could change their lives for the better. And while that may be temporarily true, if your mindset is not in alignment with the joy, love, and appreciation for it, it will be a disappointment.

According to our beliefs, having what we want is the only method to result in freedom. For this reason, we can carry a lot of resentment and anger when the people, places, and things around us are not how we want them to be and not how we want them to fit into our experience. We defy those who tamper with our perfect versions.

However, at what point do we stop giving to ourselves and spend our lives relying on and fighting for other people and conditions to give us what we want and need? When did it become acceptable to relinquish our ability to independently serve ourselves?

What if there is a grander person, place and thing that better fits our desire than our very limited and narrow perspective?

Freedom is being flexible. It is the ability to bend and move in unison with life with little to no resistance. It is trusting that everything is always working out no matter what it may ‘look’ like or how our minds are negatively capable of interpreting it.

Freedom also means staying in your own lane. It means minding your own business, abandoning comparisons. stripping away the titles and labels and refraining from the need to appease others or the necessity to be pleased.

Freedom is balance and the unrestricted flow of positive energy. It is being connected to that which is infinite. A feeling of expansion. Ultimately, it is who we are.

As eternal energies, that which is eternal, is constantly shifting. It is only the limitations we allow that distort our perception, slow down our inner dynamo and pinch us off from our own power.

Freedom is in the fun you find in things and in the fun, you have within the things you find.

If you are not having fun, what thought are you bound to that holds you from fun? When you are not appreciating or loving yourself, what opinions about yourself are you holding onto which obstructs your love of self? If you are not content, what conditions are you relying on actualizing to be satisfied? More importantly, if you are not self-empowered, who and what do you believe acquires it or are you allowing to control your liberty and power?

Our mind follows us wherever we go. Therefore, no matter how much stuff we have, where in the world we travel, what dream job we scored on or amount of money we were able to get our hands on, our mind will be there observing, and interpreting it all. Our vulnerabilities merely expose us as the wonderful mortals we are, navigating through a life filled with incredible detail. A life gorged with infinite opportunities, and diversities.

And maybe, for a moment, we can be free enough to love the conditions we create, and appreciate the people, places, and things we are blessed to experience.  

Our minds can take us anywhere we desire. We can dream the most fantastic dreams and interpret every inch of this physical life through any lens we choose. We can focus and commit to any idea or personal goal.

And subsequently, we can set ourselves free to relish every discovery, opportunity and personal creation or submit to a life turning over rocks as a freedom seeker.

Mental Dystopia

Dystopia is an ancient Greek word meaning ‘bad place’. Whilst ‘bad’ is a broad term, we could agree, ‘bad’ is not an environment one would thrive or find joy and comfort in.

Societies, countries, and the world overall are often viewed as a ‘bad place’ filled with environmental issues, inequality, elitism, racism, and heavy enforcement of conformity. A place where freedom of expression and thought feel denied and where hopes and dreams are abandoned. A place where we do not feel safe.

However, whilst our environment can be a persistently annoying influence, how bad we feel internally has nothing to do with how bad we believe it is out there. Therefore, what goes on in our minds supersedes what is going on externally. Primarily because everything encompasses perspective.  

Mental dystopia is not a head cold that can be remedied with chicken soup and ginger tea. It is not a medical condition or disorder. The chemical imbalances many refer to are the physical responses to our thoughts. It is the physical body mimicking the imbalance of our mind. Therefore, the fundamental disorder is imbalance of thought. It is an inclination to focus heavily on negative aspects of ourselves, others, and the world which keep us stuck in a state of fear, doubt, and sadness.

Regardless of how much we feel victim of our current situations, mental dystopia is our ability to come to the worst conclusions, holding ourselves hostage to these beliefs and then feeling paralyzed by them. As thinking beings, it is inevitable to get wrapped up in mental drama.

Unfortunately, we spend an excessive amount of our ‘mind time’ in a bad place. Between news and social media’s heavy negative influencing, rage igniting, panic-inducing stories, it is hard to escape the buffet of chaos, instability, and fear-driven madness. This kind of mental jargon can be emotionally debilitating.

However, our minds are far more valuable than we realize. Our minds are like tentacles that connect us to every person, place, thing and beyond. They allow us to journey to the furthest reaches of creation and exploration. Our wish is its every command. It is our place of analyzation, inspiration and sometimes even solace. It sifts through, sorts, and gathers information, opinions, and beliefs harvested through our senses. It helps categorize and compartmentalize memories and ideas. More importantly, it is the initiator of energy, also known as emotion.

Energy charged from emotion is the force that generates movement that results in what we call life experience. All stories, beliefs, ideas, opinions are felt and expressed through emotion first before they become what we know as reality.

So, what does it mean to have mental dystopia? And why are so many vulnerable to it?

With the rise of anxiety and depression, the world and our environment are quickly becoming our foe.

Fear of the unknown and the unfamiliar is considered a normal emotion. Everyone has felt nervous, anxious, and even panicked at some time. It is when we remain there for long periods of time that it can become crippling. Trying to be happy or look for the light in something you no longer recognize is tiresome. A place where you no longer have dreams nor care for them. There is no motivation to be, do or have anything. A loss of faith, belief, and zest for life. A sort of flat lining of emotions where there are no significant highs, or lows – just a yearning for rest and relief.

However, not a single negative emotion is normal. Not one. Not even a little bit. They are physical human characteristics felt when we disconnect from our highest self. It is internal conflict when our minds are not in alignment with the harmony, balance, and divinity of our inner being. It shows up when we search for validation, inclusion, and acceptance from others. When we allow our environment to define us. When we remain stagnant and artificial for the appeasement of those around us. It is abandoning our power where all the marvel and magic happens.

Our normal state of being is joy and when we linger in the emotional energy that disconnects us from joy, it feels bad. When we think in opposition to the brilliance that we are, and we believe things in opposition to the light and love that abounds, it will always feel ‘bad’. It is one of our greatest senses. It is our best indicator that we are behaving, thinking, and believing adversely to our greater knowing. It is resisting the flow of pure exhilaration and positive energy.

When we study the causes of mental dystopia, we tend to blame it on genetics, or external and environmental factors such as psychological trauma, abuse, or inherited susceptibility. And whilst they do play a role in how we view our world; they can often become our crutch for what is going on up in our noggin, for the way we feel, and for our behavior and choices in life.

It is typically easier to fall on blame. Partially because we do not want to be responsible for our misgivings. Partially because we enjoy the positive attention we receive from negative circumstances. But mostly because we are genuinely unaware of our own creative control.

When our internal compass has been tampered with and stuffed with doubt, we forget how to use it. We fight hard to be the best we can be for everyone but ourselves. We do this by making it more important to be liked/loved by ‘them’. More important to be accepted, embraced, and appreciated by ‘them’. More important to soothe ‘their’ fears than to experience our greatest heights. More important to be all that ‘they’ want us to be than to revel in our own authenticity.

Unfortunately, all these merely aim to mute the extraordinaire within us. Such silencing and self-suppression is felt as deep sadness. Consequently, prolonged denial of self induces depression.

Regardless of our upbringing or privileged lifestyles, none of us are immune to it. Though not always to our advantage, we do find alternative routes which allow us to temporarily escape, silence, or alter our minds. We tend to believe it is our way of escaping the world’s problems. However, the world’s problems only exist to the extent we allow our minds to marinate in them.

In our desperate attempt to find escapism we typically turn to alcohol, drugs and even suicide. Ultimately, we are finding the path of least resistance. The shortcut to fast soothing. Due to this, we realize many alternate paths are only temporary before developing toxic addictive behavior. However, never truly feeling ‘safe’ in our environment is not relative to physical security. It is the search for emotional balance and psychological refuge.

Whilst pills may temporarily numb our focus or ability to think about anything intensely, it cannot prevent creativity. It cannot stop our thinking. It cannot change the way we perceive the world.

We may believe our choice of escapism is a relief from this physical world deprived of good. However, in truth, we are retracting from self-sabotage. We are releasing negative dialogues and letting go of thoughts that cause dehydration of joy. When our minds suppress and deny the physical body of a heightened best quality of life, it will crave relief.

It can at times be easier said than done. As creative beings, the smorgasbord of creative choices in conjunction with external influences can be distracting. We love to dip our feet into challenges and contrasts as much as we relish our blessings. We enjoy pushing our own limits and boundaries because they bring us purpose and fresh ideas.

However, it really is as simple as deciding on a thought that feels better over a thought that feels bad. We have the power and control to view the world in any way we desire. We have the choice to focus on our blessings or misgivings. We have the option to dwell in appreciation or animosity. We can approach things with humor or haste. We can fixate on abundance or lack. In fact, we are so free in choosing our thoughts, we could choose to be imprisoned by the worst of them.

Ultimately, nothing is real.  All of it is make-believe. We make it up as we go along choice by choice by choice. We practice it to perfection. We make up the rules, the rights and wrongs, the parameters and the chorological order in which things should transpire. We decide what, when and how personally, professionally, culturally, religiously, and even universally. We create the labels, and the rules and then live within the confinements of them. We practice, share, and live by these fantasies until they become our norm. Or, until a new generation comes along and mixes it all up.

The irony is we are our minds. We are the imaginers and creators of our experiences. We are the visionaries, artists, architects, sculptors, authors, and inventors in this matrix we refer to as life. We are the thinkers of our thoughts. We are the creators of our ideas and stories through a perpetual engineering of opinions that are filtered through our senses. We decide how to interpret and manipulate every detail in life. Through this we are thereby weaving our own masterpieces whilst collectively stimulating emotional energy.

We are the summoners of life. We attract like thoughts by where we give our undivided attention to. Thus, we extract specific people, places, and things that simulate and reinforce our beliefs.

Everything yearns for our attention. Attention to anything gives it more energy, more life. The only question is, does it serve our interest?

This physical life is the vessel that creates matter. It is through our stories that we decide what is important to us. Without stories, opinions, and beliefs there is no friction, passion, or desire. Without this energized force generated through emotions there is no movement, or expansion.

The fun of this is we are all in this together. We are all a little or a lot insane, but nevertheless, insane. If we could hold ourselves physically, mentally, and emotionally in a place that causes anxiety, fear, angst, and depression, then we are in fact a little crazy. The belief that there is already a fixed future out there and we need to hope it is a good one or prepare for a rough journey is also a little foolish. However, no matter what wild ride we have individually chosen to be on, we are all going to be okay.

To maintain a balanced and more positive life experience with a little less nutty and a lot more sugar and spicy, here are some suggestions.

Allowing

Being mindful of what and who we allow into our lives is important. A large part of our experiences is by virtue of allowing. Nothing can insert itself, its ideologies, and opinions upon us without our approval of them. There is nothing that can offend, hurt, or manipulate any part of our life unless we permit it. Allowing is agreeing with. It is also believing in and more importantly, inviting and expecting.

Meditation

This assists in slowing down thought by reducing external stimulation. It is reconnecting with self where all the truth lies. The truth about our brilliance. The truth about our complexities and resiliency. Unifying the mind, body, and spirit frequently raises a powerful awareness of self that when awakened evokes alchemy.

Nature

It is no new news to encourage you to go outside. Go for a walk, swim, or bike. Roam through meadows or hike into the mountains. Go barefoot along a beach or lie on the grass and look up at the sky. Whatever your preference nature absorbs much of our roaming thoughts. It soothes our erratic energy. It connects us to balance and fluidity. It assists in letting go of resistance.

Focus

Be careful with where you give your undivided attention to. That which you focus on intently will become that which you believe and know to be true. And then so it must be. You will always receive more of that which you continue to generate energy on. Therefore, devote your thinking time to things that bring you peace and joy. Focus intently on what you want. Daydream about how good it would feel when your dreams come to fruition. Imagine your path easy until you practice it so much you cannot recognize your life without ease.

Letting go

Releasing resistance, trusting the flow, and enjoying the ride is not an easy task. Trust is an issue for us, but it will never be worse than the torture we put ourselves through. Nothing is ever conspiring against us. Letting go of past experiences, burdens, personal judgments, and criticisms will only make room for new seeds to flourish. Letting go of negative beliefs, self-doubts, and even our need to be validated by others will liberate our inner being.

Gratitude

Pointing out the things that bring you joy, fulfilment, peace, love etc. is a way of bringing those things to the forefront of your life. It is also a way of spotlighting and being attentive to things that matter and those things that essentially benefit you. Appreciating is the supreme antidote or kryptonite for mental sabotage. Because, when you can even appreciate the ability to create disorder, you have inadvertently disempowered the disorder.

Joy in creation

When you can hold yourself in alignment with your own inner power and know that at any time you can turn on or switch off whatever pleases or displeases you, then you understand the art of creation.  And you will no longer be held hostage by your mind. For you will come to a revelation that your mind is not separate from you or even part of you.

Your mind IS you.

It is the construction, deconstruction and experience of self. You are the masterful creator and receiver of your experiences. You are the decider of how you will feel moment by moment. You are the perceiver that influences how you absorb your world. You are the deliberate chooser and instigator of your thoughts.

And it is ok to feel bad at times for when we finally feel good, it feels really, really, good! Because even a cloudy day helps us appreciate the sun a little more. The darkness helps us appreciate the light. Chaos makes us crave more peace. Division makes us yearn for unity.

And that which we view as ‘bad’ only serves to make us seek out the good.

It is the ebb and flow of life that brings an extraordinary, inconceivable expansion.

It is magic. And all created through an unfathomable human capacity called the mind. That which carries an insurmountable force to take us on a wild, high adrenaline ride of dysfunction and yet just as swiftly, transports us into the climactic adventure of utopia.  

Apex Predator – Dangerous or Endangered?

It’s a fresh Spring morning. The sun illuminates the land with its soft golden glow. The beaming rays pierce through lush canopies of brush creating a fantastic fantasy display of light columns. White streaks of light exposing tiny dust particles, pollen, and bugs in the air that make them look like shimmering glitter adding to the layers and layers of romance.

Everything is beginning to awaken. You catch the rays upon your face and feel it recharging you. Eager for a rewarding hike and day ahead, you move with lungs, heart, and mind wide open. As you inhale the clean, crisp mountain air, you feel strong, energized, and prepared for an epic adventure.

With one step in front of the other, you walk in rhythmic motion to the beat of your own pace, breath, and deep appreciation for these wild forests. The distractions and attractions are endless. The changing light, colors, and landscape halt you in your tracks every few steps as you absorb your surroundings. Maybe you use one of these moments as a photo opportunity or absorb it exclusively for your soul. Whatever the reason, you submerge yourself into this awe-inspiring beauty.

Whilst you roam along the trails’ twists and bends lost in thought, appreciation, or conversation; movement in an open meadow merely feet away from you captures your attention. Your heart skips a beat. In an instant everything is thrown off tempo. Your mind attempts to quickly interpret the possible threat. And in that moment, a hefty, fury grizzly, and what humans refer to as ‘apex predator’ locks eyes with you.

With your heart racing, you stand anchored facing one of your greatest fears. Your body is covered in chills and quickly prepares for fight or flight mode. You know you need to move as quickly as possible in the slowest motion possible so as not to alarm or mimic prey, but you are not quite sure your legs will comply. Disbelief has frozen you in the very tracks you were relishing only seconds ago.

Like a dog whose hair stand up on the back of its spine when highly nervous, you can feel the hairs on the back of your neck stiffen. You try to remember all that you learned should you encounter this stare down but never quite imagined you would be caught in this predicament.

All that you have heard and read about these creatures is wrapped up into one explosive emotion – fear. Nevertheless, fear has brought you into acute presence. The here and now, where all bear education has drained from your mind as the blood from your face and you are left resorting to a single, familiar resource, instinct.

You notice a cub peak up from the shrubs. What was a ‘bad’ scenario has just become worse. This most extraordinary experience of being up close and personal with one of the most incredible creatures of this wilderness has your emotions tangled in a fight of their own. The excitement and exhilaration of this rare encounter with these beautiful beasts in their own natural habitat is being suppressed by logic and fear.

You’re meant to sound assertive yet calm. But your heavy panting has dried your throat and mouth so much you can barely speak. You’re not quite sure what volume is ‘safe’ or appropriate so not to sound provoking or even vulnerable.

Allowing space and distance between you and her is your priority. With bear spray now in hand, you find the courage and discipline to move slowly in the opposite direction talking in a deep monotone voice. You observe her every movement as she occasionally peaks her head up from the shrubs to watch yours. Every glance from her shocks you with another wave of chills. However, every step further away from her is also another stride of relief. Maintaining your composure and steady, slow movements against your strong instinct to run requires great control.

But as you watch them ramble on down the slope rummaging through the shrubs and casually feasting on berries, you pause. You pause physically and you pause your perception of these extraordinary creatures long enough to see them. Long enough to understand them. And long enough to respect their basic right to share this space in their own authentic way.

You notice she seems as if she could not care anymore for you than if you were a random leaf on a tree. As the cold chills and sweaty palms subside, you submit to deep admiration. Observing them feeding, rolling, scratching, playing and gradually disappearing into the woods, you are overcome with absolute joy and gratitude. Gratitude to still be standing whole. Gratitude for the uniquely remarkable experience and gratitude for this unexpected profound awareness.

As fearful as one naturally becomes when in the presence of such an incredibly powerful beast, it is not always quite the fair character portrayal built around them. The perception that bears are vicious, human slaughtering savages is quite the contrary.

According to the journals of Lewis and Clark, grizzly bears occupied most of Montana. However, the thriving 50,000 estimated grizzlies in the Lower 48 were brought to fewer than 1,000 by 1975. Westward expansion and European settlement greatly affected these numbers due to hunting, habitat loss, and conflicts with people and their livestock.

The grizzly bear recovery began July 28, 1975, when they were placed on the Endangered Species Act. This act made it “unlawful to kill, capture, harm, harass, import, or export a grizzly bear anywhere in the lower 48 states, or to sell any parts or products of grizzlies interstate or foreign commerce.”

Since then, there has been an extensive history and tug-of-war on de-listing bears. However, due to the continued threats from human population growth and habitat loss, bears retain threatened status under the Endangered Species Act to date.

Proudly, Montana has been at the forefront of grizzly bear management and conservation for decades therefore, obtaining the largest remaining grizzly bear population in the U.S. today with the exception, of Alaska.

Interestingly, when humans find something a threat, they go to all lengths to eradicate it. And as the more advanced creatures of this planet, we create the means to live in a world or at least a place that is safe for us and our families. It is due to this advancement that makes us the superior species and rulers of the animal kingdom.

Otherwise, aside from a bear’s mammoth 400–700-pound body, one swipe from a bear paw with 2’ claws are enough to show us who is boss. And no use hiding because they will sniff you out from a mile away. However, if you think you are fast on your feet, you better hope you can run 35 miles per hour.

Basically, without our armor we would not stand a chance. However, whilst we do not share the same lifestyles, our behaviors and motives are more alike than we realize. As part of the animal kingdom, survival instinct is a basic impulse all animals mutually share. Therefore, the unspoken language of our energies is far greater understood than any other language or sense humans heavily rely on. Animals understand their environment through feeling. One that humans have desensitized from over time essentially leaving themselves vulnerable. It could quite possibly be the sole reason for being so detached from the animal world.

We commonly attempt to understand them through behavioral patterns and whilst that too portrays insight into a species, there are people whose deep love, respect and appreciation for our animal counterparts inspired them to become advocates, activists, and conservationists.

Such as the most quintessential Jane Goodall with nearly 60 years of groundbreaking work to protect chimpanzees from extinction. The legendary Dian Fossey known by her memoir ‘Gorillas in the Mist’ and remembered for her efforts to protect the gorillas in Rwanda before she was killed. Captain Paul Watson, also founder and president of the Sea Shephard Conservation Society who has sought to protect marine wildlife and crippled the illegal whaling operations across the seas. Or the incredible founder of Lion Guardians, Leela Hazzah, admired for successfully protecting lions across the African continent.

Unfortunately, they have each dedicated their lives to protecting these creatures from their ‘own kind’. The kind that can bring any creature to extinction without batting an eye much less feeling remorse. But what these heroes and many like them have in common is an innate respect, understanding and appreciation of these animals. More importantly, they do not see our beasts as threats, but rather as equals.

Ironically, when a bear protects itself or its cubs from possible human threats, we refer to it as an attack. We view their ‘attacks’ as vicious and dangerous. But when humans kill, we understand it as our right. Our right to protect ourselves. Our right to purely hunt for pleasure and entertainment. Our right to proudly showcase our masterful hunting skills with the head of a rare kill. And our right to dig, build and remove their habitat and call it our own. Simply because we can. Or maybe because we perceive anything beyond humans as insignificant. Whatever the reason, they offer an excuse or reason for our behaviors and actions.

You see, when we refer to animals as wild, we carry a perception of menace as if wild somehow pertains to crazy and undisciplined. Yet, it could not be further from the truth. A wild animal is one that is free, untamed, undisturbed, and uninfluenced by humans. It lives authentically and remains true to its nature in its own natural habitat. There are no limits or boundaries placed on them. And due to this lack of human interference, there is balance and natural order.

Humans are not part of a bear’s food source. A bear’s diet consists mainly of vegetation with a side of young, dead, or injured animals. Though they are considered opportunists and classified as carnivores due to their adaptability, they essentially live like omnivores.

In fact, vegetation is so abundant in Glacier, they do not rely on hunting prey. Berries, grasses, roots, and flowering plants are highly satisfying to these fury giants. Interestingly, one of their greatest delicacies is grubs. Found in high elevation under boulders, they can eat up to 200 pounds of grubs per day. High calorie intake is vital for their 5-6-month hibernation period.

Though we still have much to learn, humans have come a long way in understanding and respecting their vast animal family. The past has taught us that feeding bears or luring them in one area with a mound of food to entertain park visitors has its consequences. The infamous ‘Night of the Grizzlieswhich occurred decades ago in Glacier, was that reminder not to take these fury giants lightly or for granted.

Education, being aware of your surroundings, respecting their space, taking precautions such as carrying bear spray, making noise, and reducing speed in low-visibility areas all assist in living harmoniously. Rangers also facilitate immensely in ensuring our outdoor and wildlife experience is safe and memorable within the parks. That is of course we follow their instructions and heed their warnings and closures. And if you are lucky enough to witness a bear, the thrill and excitement is one you will talk about forever.

My husband and I have had more than our fair share of bear encounters in our short three years in Montana. Some of which wandered along the roads within the park, some found roaming in our backyard and others seen in random locations. Each one just as exciting as the other. But the most impressive, most remarkably moving moments have been our encounters with them on the trails.

Of course, they have also been the most chilling. But something incredible ensues when you are face to face with a bear. When you are no longer a tourist with camera in hand, excitedly taking photos from the safety of your car. When you are standing completely raw and vulnerable in front of an apex predator. One which can decide your future.

When you are that close, you see them. You see them not with your eyes but with your inner being. When they run in fear, you see their vulnerability. When they look at you but decide to roll and play in the open meadows or splash in the water like children, you see their innocence, their comfort with you and their delight in life’s bounties.

You also recognize their uncertainty when they stare a little longer at you. But mostly, you recognize yourself in them and you learn one important lesson – minding your own business. Bears will go about their way if you simply go about yours. Respecting their space is important. And it is from this safe space that you may hug them virtually, as I have done so many times.

Overall, our land is abundant in resources and bears are of great biological value to us and our ecosystem. It is a great indication of richness and fertility when our fellow animals are thriving. Yet, whether bears are considered dangerous is merely due to perception. Perception heavily influenced by fear and driven by political agenda.

When we insert ourselves in a bear’s life, the question is not whether ‘they’ are dangerous but how our behaviors, attitudes, and actions endanger them and can be easily brought to extinction.

Our higher intelligence allows us to find alternatives to live as partners in wildlife than dictators of this land. Our deeper understanding of the absolute significance of our animal kingdom and how they maintain natural balance and order is something we are gradually grasping. However, respecting and embracing them as living, breathing creatures with equal rights to roam this incredible planet seems harder to swallow. And it is only due to pre-conceived, practiced beliefs, thoughts, and opinions that tend to be the greatest barriers to how we treat them.

Parks such as Glacier and Yellowstone open doors to a world beyond ours. A world that allows us to explore lands abundant in a wide array of living things, big and small. A world that exposes us to apex predators and grants us opportunities to connect with them. Opportunities that shift our perceptions that ultimately change our behaviors.

By the wise words of Mahatma Gandhi, “The greatness of our nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated. The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them; that’s the essence of inhumanity.”

Whose life are you living?

Whose life are you living? Well, you could not be living anyone else’s life but your own right? No-one can get inside your body, think your thoughts, and live your experiences. But how much of the life you are living is authentic and how much of it is influenced by others?

If we study the definition of ‘life’, it is fundamentally the capacity for growth. Part of ‘living’ is our individual physical experience while the other more significant part lies in the power, focus and creation of it.  

But how much of the way we live our lives within our groups and sub-groups is the all too predictable textbook-type life?

If you were told you could choose to live your wildest fantasies and be or do whatever your heart desired without judgment or prohibition, what would that look like? Would you still have married the same person or married at all? Would you still have chosen to live in the same suburb or even country? Would you still have selected the same career or religion?

Would you have chosen to do things a little (or a lot) differently had someone not intervened, pressured, persuaded, or even controlled you otherwise?

Would you have walked the same path?

We often follow the path of least resistance. And this makes sense. If our choices could prevent criticism and rejection and we could avoid having to defend or explain our position, then it would seem reasonable to comply with societal demands.

Except, pleasing others is a mighty price to pay. It does not elevate our joy, expand our growth, broaden our perspective, enhance our quality of life and it certainly does not satisfy, excite, or uplift us. Though maneuvering around other people’s opinions is exhausting, we tend to master contorting ourselves to fit into the illusory world view grafted by societal projections.

However, how does one navigate around inner truth and desire?

Does preferring to keep the peace around us warrant our sacrifice for true happiness?

For some of us the answer is yes because it may seem more problematic and laborious being ourselves and following our bliss than it is to bow our heads and be governed by the masses and our superiors.

Our influencers can be rather forceful as we find ourselves pressured by our peers, parents, partners, culture, religion, society, gender and by so many other sub-groups we may have fallen or been born into.

It may be particularly difficult to say ‘no’ to an arranged marriage because our culture expects it, choosing same-sex partnership because our religion forbids it, opting out of college because our parents insist it, or even saying no to drugs because our peers solicit it.

All these collectively become obnoxious noise that silence our inner compass.

Whether our influencers are well intentioned or not, we have a yearning to please those closest to us. Unfortunately, the pat on the back is temporary before there are new requests and demands.

Some societal expectations are as age old as our cultural ones. We are not only encouraged but there is a quiet expectancy to follow societal programmed normalcies that satisfy trends, hypes, and requirements in order to belong.

Our need to ‘control’ each other is highly due to how other people’s actions and choices will affect us. For there to be harmony, we are not only adapting our own lives to suit others, but we are also to some degree controlling the lives of others to suit our needs and predominantly, soothe our fears.

Ironically, our greatest supporters are also our greatest influencers. Most of the pressure comes from our parents and partners. Though the intentions are always well meaning, the message is that anything less than their demands is not good enough.

The desire to avoid conflict, harsh judgement and rejection often leads to compromising our authenticity, dreams, and aspirations. But it also induces rage, frustration, resentment, and depression. 

When we are changing anything about ourselves no matter how small or large, we are being intentionally dismissive of our own guidance, our own spirit and make up of who we are. Essentially, we remain never feeling completely satisfied. Kind of like eating whatever we can find to substitute the ice-cream craving we have been purposely avoiding. In the end, that old cookie sitting in our drawer, the little container of mints at the bottom of our bag or spoonful of sugar just does not cut it.

Substituting what feels normal or natural for some cheap external counterfeit version of our life is not going to yield a rewarding life experience.

When we deny our authenticity, we deny ourselves the most palatable part of living. That which makes life exciting and satisfying.

My husband grew up with atlas in hand. His curiosity of the world had made him impressively knowledgeable that even annoyed some of his early elementary teachers when he corrected them on their geography.

He prides himself not only of his knowledge of countries, cities, main landmarks, and history but also of terrains, rivers, mountains, and ecosystems. He enjoys when I test him by showing him random images from Instagram – particularly of mountains – that he tries to identify simply by the details of the mountain peaks and surrounding land.

His greatest passion heavily involved altitude climbing. His love of mountains inspired him to move to Seattle where he lived and worked for a short time allowing him the proximity and convenience to climb Mt Rainier and surrounding mountains. But his thoughts, desire, research and eyes were on the queen of all mountain peaks – Mt Everest.

Scarred with many cracks, she proudly claims the title of the tallest mountain in the world, 20,035 feet (8,848 meters) above sea level to be exact. Her towering, majestic beauty has captured the attention of many extremists and climbers alike who are up for the challenge of her unpredictability and rugged landscape.

Whether it is a personal pursuit to push one’s own limits or sought to find a spiritual awakening, Everest offers what no other physical challenge does, a stairway as close to the heavens as one could be. 

Anyone who knows my husband knows of his dream. I too had come to know this when we met. I noticed a large selection of VHS videos (that is how far back his interest went), magazines and books that covered stories, documentaries and facts about this mountain including prior expeditions. Initially, he had expressed interest in honeymooning in the Himalayas by spending a short time at base camp. Maybe he thought it would be a great opportunity to ‘dip his toes’ into this dream while concurrently exposing me to this beloved vision.

Of course, my knowledge was minimal to none, but the Himalayas sounded exotic which made me willing and eager for an adventurous honeymoon. Until I began my research and realized what my husband was proposing. As my interest grew and I absorbed myself in the many stories and facts surrounding Everest including many of the expeditions, deaths and survival narratives told, my fear grew as quickly as my opposition to this idea. Though it was an easier task to change our honeymoon destination, it was not as easy convincing my husband of the danger of this dream overall. Of course, it was the danger that existed only in my mind based on my focus of unsuccessful climbs and gruesome stories.

Though his parents and some extended relatives could not convince him otherwise, I was the reason to his change of mind even if it had never changed his heart. Maybe it was his love for me as I pleaded how the worst scenario would selfishly affect me. Maybe I had captured his attention and offered something a little more than his dream of climbing. Maybe I had even delivered an impressive argument that may not have convinced him of the dangers I desperately attempted to prove, but instead of my absolute fear of them.

I remember the look on his face after his final and desperate attempt to receive my blessing and I had instead pleaded, argued, and insisted he let go of this dream. I could almost see the fire in his eyes dim and feel the thick smog of sheer disappointment and heartbreak in the air.

He had never verbally agreed to give up his passion and I was torn between feeling like his foe and the crippling fear of my worst nightmare becoming reality. I hated being responsible for beating down the love of my life’s spirit but to have approved of his dream meant I would also have to accept the possibility of losing him.

I had made it personal. I expected to be his priority. I expected to be his joy and the apple of his eye. Except, I failed to realize that none of us come into this physical world in promise to make others happy…even our partners. We are not responsible for anyone else’s happiness but our own.

In fact, “The greatest gift you could give anyone is your own happiness” is expressed perfectly by Abraham Hicks.

As time went by and it was no longer spoken about, I softened to the idea even though I kept it to myself. I also realized how incredibly expensive it is to do an expedition such as this. Not having that kind of money to splurge may have been the deciding factor at the time. And maybe that was the sole reason that held him back.

Instead, he spent hours meticulously planning and mapping our vacations in a desperate attempt to be among nature and close to the mountains.  

So, I compromised. Since I have always enjoyed the outdoors, it was easy to immerse myself in the outdoors with him. We went on road trips, camped, and hiked till our heart’s content. During one of our trips to Glacier National Park, he had come alive. It was like witnessing someone uniting with their own light. The excitement, exhilaration, joy, and lust for life was back with a vengeance.

You see, our inner yearning never goes away, our deepest desires never disappear and who we are will never settle for anything less. Our energy, our spirit will always be restless when it is detached or disconnected from its divine self.

And after seeing his eyes filled with tears on a stunning bright morning, with coffee in hand sitting on a rock by the turquoise blue St Mary Lake before heading back home to Ohio; I witnessed the effects and impact of spiritual suppression.

There is deep sadness. Sadness for rejecting self. Sadness for neglecting our own inner guidance, desires, dreams and aspirations. Sadness for trading in our authenticity for absurd societal pressures or demands of our loved ones.

So, a couple of years later, we moved. Glacier National Park has become our home and frequent playground. I now accompany him on many hikes. I have attempted and even hiked to the top of many mountain peaks and he continues to tell me some repeat stories of when he lived in Seattle and climbed Mt Rainier. He recounts the sights, the smells, and the sounds of nature with delight that these new surroundings remind him of. He describes his feelings of soloing through new or familiar routes, the people he met along the way and the obstacles he encountered. And of course, his highlight about the marmot that sat on his shoulder and shared a soggy subway sandwich with him at the summit of Rainier as he watched life below.

He continues to hike various trails that each deliver their own unique destination prize. I attempt most with him and other times he goes alone; but EVERY TIME he is ecstatic with appreciation, inspiration, challenge, novelty, nature, and freedom.

‘This is my religion’ he often says as he stops to consume his surroundings. And now I see the flame and twinkle in his eyes and the air has magic and magnetism saturated with gratitude.

Was it right to make him live his life soothing my fears? Was it fair to completely sabotage a dream based on my negative perspective of it? The answer is no.

No-one should live someone else’s life, someone else’s thoughts, fears, expectations, or perspectives. It should never be about what anyone else thinks, even and sometimes especially when it is our parents or partners as they can be our greatest influencers.

We all have our own internal guidance. This guidance is in the form of desire, passion, excitement, clarity, and joy. When we take away someone’s passion, we take away their own journey in life – their yellow brick road. No-one is responsible for living our lives or behaving in a way that makes us feel better and safer. Interestingly we care too much about each other’s approval.

There are some of us brave enough to follow our hearts and when we do, extraordinary things happen. Not only do we have remarkable experiences, but we become this magnificence. We become that someone others want to be, and the inspiration they seek. We unequivocally become the more enhanced, expanded version of ourselves.

Such as…

A young eighteen year old by the name of Maggie Doyne who was four years college bound had woken up one morning with a question. A question that had changed her life and the lives of those around her. What do I want in my life? This question led her to pack up and travel the world. A world that had taught her more than anything she could have learned within the walls of a university. Her travels had not only offered an indulgence of experiences but of incredible inspiration. An isolated experience had brought her to her life’s work.

Literally, staring into the eyes of young orphans as a result of disease and civil war, witnessing their struggles and beaming spirits in a remote Himalayan village, it had completely changed her perspective of life. Her eagerness to make a difference in at least one child’s life had quickly multiplied. Within a short time, Maggie had purchased land using the five thousand dollars of her life savings that were wired to her by her parents. By the age of twenty-three, Maggie is raising over 200 orphaned children.

Along with education, medical treatment and food supply, the children will be the first literate generation of their families.

“The beauty of all of us is that we have talents and we have gifts’, says Miss Doyne. “The world would change when we wake up every day and know we wouldn’t rather be anywhere else in the world, doing any other kind of work. Everything we need we have right now – your body, your mind and that sense of I can do anything.”

Her story may have been different if her parents had pressured her into staying in college. Or they spewed their fears and concerns about her traveling alone as a young woman in countries that may not be deemed safe. Or they refused to wire her whole life savings and tried to persuade her that she was being foolish living in such a poverty-stricken country. Or insisted she was throwing her education away for a random, youthful dream.

These conversations happen every day. But worst of all, most of us listen.

So, when you find yourself tiptoeing around life and fearing those who may cause discomfort and turbulence or you catch yourself defending your position, ask yourself: What happens when I stop living this predictable life; one that family, society, culture, or religion expect of me? What happens when I follow my own guidance than the predetermined one family, society, culture, or religion demands of me? What happens when I follow my own journey and listen to my own inner voice?

This happens.

Great things happen.

Every time.

Everything in life is a resource for inspiration. Use it to create your own masterpiece rather than squeezing into the programmed, predictable ways of society.

Follow your heart instead of the crowd that you have been socially conditioned into.

Do not be willing to give up your dream for a mediocre, predictable, chronological life.

It is your life and you should live it any weird, wacky and wonderful way you choose.

Embrace it.

And, ‘Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

A Closed Door

When a door closes, are you that annoying, nagging person who continues to pound on the door hoping, begging, and pleading for it to open?

Are you an aggressor who insists on beating it down or prying it open simply because you do not take no for an answer?

Or are you that someone who quietly walks away swallowing deep regret and shame?

Whomever we are, most of us do not handle a closed door very well. In fact, a closed door implies we failed in some way or were not worthy or good enough. It feels like rejection or a slap across the face. No-one likes to be refused or denied of an experience or opportunity.

Though there are things we prefer to leave unopened such as our bills, and there are others we rely on opening such as our umbrellas on a rainy day or a parachute during an adventure free fall out of a plane; overall there is satisfaction that follows something opening. Like birthday gifts or that delivered online order. Opening a bottle of wine, a box of chocolates or our favorite snack at the end of a long day. The refrigerator or pantry that serve as frequent, instant satisfactions. Even the opening of our favorite coffee shop on our way to work can be gratifying.

We like the feeling of things opening. There is a sense of movement, continuation, and accessibility.

Though there is immediate gratification of things physically opening and opportunities flowing our way, it is the symbolic meaning of a door closing that affects significant aspects in our life we particularly care about.  

When things end or do not go as we planned or had hoped, we consider it a closed door. For example: a relationship ending, being excluded from an event, turned down for a position we had applied for, losing a client, travel plans falling apart or missing an opportunity to purchase that dream home. We have all been there many times and it is hard not to be disappointed, annoyed, and even a little offended.

When a door closes or refuses to open, it can feel delaying and even hindering. We often treat a closed door as an obstacle and seek to find a way over, under or around it. We also treat it as bad luck which can be rather discouraging.

Sometimes, a closed door makes us more determined and committed to ‘make it happen’ as if challenged to outsmart the system or universe. We do this because we perceive a closed door as failure. Except, we often continue to encounter yet another closed door. It can get rather exhausting and disempowering not to mention depressing. Even if we found a way, it is never quite a satisfying experience.  

So, why do we encounter closed doors?

There are many reasons, but it is far from what our minds will conjure up.

Our need to understand and make sense of things often leads to a very warped perspective and when a door closes, we almost always translate it as something negative. It leaves us feeling discouraged and disappointed while excessively questioning our self-worth. This can sometimes shut the door on our hope and optimism also.

It is okay when things do not work out exactly as we expected or hoped. However, many of us carry a ‘poor me’ attitude. We unceasingly mourn the loss of a relationship. We are hard on ourselves over a terminated career or loss of job opportunity. We become angry when someone retracts their business interest or declines it altogether. And we feel faulted when someone we have been pursuing becomes dismissive.

But, have we ever considered some things are simply past their expiration date? Have we ever considered there are things we become attached to or caught up in that are not the match to our greater desires or worth? And sometimes we are not quite ready to receive the extravaganza that awaits us.

Whatever the reason, a closed door is a blessing. They open and close in response to our desires, needs and readiness.

Closed doors are like road signs that say, ‘Wrong way, go back!’

They are our navigators encouraging us to seek another way, an easier route, or a smoother path to our desired destination. 

As habitual creatures, we rely heavily on familiarity making it harder to let go or accept change. We tend to clutch tightly onto things that no longer serve us with such determination simply because they are familiar. Like refusing to accept our toddler clothes do not fit us anymore.

When we ‘outgrow’ certain aspects of our life yet resist the flow of change, we feel it. Our enthusiasm and excitement are replaced with boredom and stagnancy. Our attitude is one of frustration and resentment. And we find ourselves in a state of continued disappointment, dissatisfaction, and woefulness.

Yet sometimes it is easier to blame what and who we are dissatisfied with than to be brave and move into new territory. Ironically, while we are busy grasping onto routines, people, experiences, and habits; our desire for change becomes increasingly amplified. The stronger the yearning, the unhappier we will be in our current situation. It is a given. We could even say it is common sense. However, many of us will continue to cry ourselves to sleep almost every night over the animosity and misery we feel of our current state of being, all the while convincing ourselves it is our predetermined destiny to remain desolate and devoid of any hope or happiness.

When we plunge into self-pity and negativity, a closed door will seem like another dagger. Another type of ‘life kicking us when we are already down’ moment.

However, practiced negative thoughts cloud our judgment and optimism. They narrow our perspective on opportunities and weaken our excitement and confidence.

Tuning our ‘antennas’ on negativity heightens our sensitivity and awareness on more negativity.

We often want so desperately for our situations to change so that we can feel better, but we seldom realize our role in it much less our creative control over it. We forget that the situation has only become what it is due to an already underlying belief. And it requires a change in our perspective and attitude for the desired outcome to become realized.

One of the most common, painful ‘closed door’ experiences are the ones that occur soon after an opportunity has fallen into our laps. When we have moved toward this fortunate outcome with enthusiasm and excitement. When we have begun to imagine how this opportunity could positively affect so many other areas of our life. Just as we seem to get our feet wet and our path is looking exciting, the door slams. The chance is gone.

Just like that, what looked like our lucky break dissolved almost as quickly as it had sprung from our dreams. It is the reason why we so often tread nervously through open doors afraid they could close at any moment.

But what happened? Why would we be granted access only to have it all terminated like some sort of cruel joke life is playing? 

We were simply not ready.

Readiness is not just thinking we are ready because we want it; it is knowing we are ready because we are it.

Being ready feels like right timing, right person, place, and thing. There is a sense of confidence and assuredness. It feels like the next logical step and we move forward with optimism and eagerness rather than being submerged in fear and insecurity.

Often there is little to no resistance when we dream our dreams. We enjoy imagining them and what it would be or feel like. In our imagination, they are perfect and pure. When the opportunity arises and we come face to face with our desires, many of us go into internal panic mode. We find it hard to believe this imagery is about to become our reality. Our minds light up with all the incredible life altering possibilities and yet in the very moment we begin to realize them, we simultaneously abolish them.

In the same instance, what used to feel good to imagine is now fear driven and filled with what ifs. Fear of it being an illusion. Fear of it disappearing and being too good to be true.

What if it is a mistake? What if it doesn’t last?

We can barely believe we are worthy or that ‘stuff like this’ can even happen to us much less absorb ourselves in our new reality. When we find more reasons to deny its existence and our place in it, then we effectively close the door on ourselves.

It is fair to say our dream and our vision is not quite formed or evolved yet as it has not been imagined, believed, or practiced enough to alter or pierce through our physical reality. When it feels real, when there is certainty and knowing, so too must it be made manifest. 

The good news is, we never want to walk a path we are not ready for. After all, how can it become part of our reality if we barely even acknowledge its existence?

The better news is opportunities are infinite. If we missed the train, no biggie another will show up. They will continue to appear with as much or as little force and energy as we are ready to allow, receive, and realize.

Of course, closed doors work simultaneously in response to our attitude and most dominant beliefs and emotions. We will always attract what we emotionally and most powerfully emit. Therefore, if we believe and feel we are not good enough, unlucky, or undeserving for the fulfilment of our dreams and desires, then we have almost certainly closed the door on the opportunity ourselves – hence, not ready for them.

Not every door is a closed door and yet not every open door is satisfying. This is because we often live our lives following societal preconceptions and expectations.

Whilst there are many among us who find it easy to go with life’s flow and seem to move quickly in the direction of their desires, most of us resist it. Our constant negative chatter is heavily influenced by the repetitive voices of those around us that have coached and drilled the systematic ways of the masses.

Ultimately, everything we act on is either inspired or mechanical. For example, we can apply for a position simply because we need a job to pay our bills and feed our family. This is mechanical. We do things through influence and practiced belief. We act on things that are habitually formed through already established opinions and normalcies.

But inspired action is when we apply for something family, culture, society or even fear may not have initially allowed us to consider. It will feel novel and exciting. It will feel unobstructed, effortless, stimulating and fluid and yet still pay our bills and feed our families.

If it feels like a struggle to make something happen or make it work and we encounter many closed doors, then it is not the best fit. The best fit at the time will be easy. It is always easy. It is also instantaneous.

Our disappointments are only due to thinking and believing what we want is behind the closed door we stubbornly and desperately struggle to open. Except, what we want in relationship to what we are worth is far greater than what we expect for ourselves. Our limited perception and obnoxious negative chatter often keep us from understanding the grander vision and outcome and prevents us from seeing open opportunities.

Opportunities come and go. They are not intended to stay because we are evolving and ever-changing beings. We can barely maintain focus on one belief, one idea or one desire without wavering and changing our views, opinions, and perspectives about them. It only makes sense that doors are continuously opening and closing to keep up with our inconsistencies.

There is so much variety we often cannot make up our minds whether we want or do not want something or are simply uncertain about it. We are consistently curious if there is a better way, person, place or thing in the horizon that keeps us from committing to a vision. This type of flip flopping and lack of focus causes the universe to also respond in such a manner.

As expansive beings, we are forward moving energies. The universe is constantly responding to our desires, wants, needs, and fears.

When a door closes, it is always guidance. It is eternally serving our best interest. NEVER does a door close because we are unworthy of an opportunity or desire. NEVER does a door close because of chance or bad luck nor does it close because it is our pre-scripted destiny by a source outside of our control.

Closed doors save our asses from experiences we are either not prepared for or precarious situations we would not otherwise be aware of. It is only our perspective and how we interpret a closed door that remains distorted.

Closed doors do not obstruct our path, they are the path.

They are infinitely guiding us and lighting the way toward everything we desire. Because whilst we may feel discouraged by a closed door, it is also soon thereafter we are thanking the stars the door was shut on that thing we thought we wanted in the way we thought it should come. Otherwise, we would not have what we now have or be where we are if it were not for the closed doors.

It is important to understand we are always a match to our greatest desires. Therefore, it would be wise to simply trust things are always working out for us.

That car pulling out in front of us that caused us to miss a green light and make us late for work could have been what saved us from an accident.

Or that guy we were pursuing that suddenly stopped all contact may have had a violent track record.

Or maybe that home we were ready to close on and fell through had major unknown foundation issues.

Sometimes, just because we do not know why obstacles occur or why doors close it is not an opportunity to dwell on the injustices caused upon us. They are instead moments to be grateful and excited for what fantastic manifestation the universe has in stall for us.

With our thoughts, we create the story. With our emotions we lead it. Everything else cooperates to fulfill this vision.

Be easy. Be patient. Be eager. And be ready to receive!

Hocus Focus – The Magic and Power of a Focused Mind

How many of you are willing to admit to being social media devotees? Millennials cannot take all the blame or credit for being the generation of having phone in hand even as they eat their meals or head to the bathroom. The era of having almost everything at our fingertips is one we can all appreciate. Complaining in frustration for overuse of digital devices while we compulsively scour Pinterest for recipes or listen to our podcasts is a little hypocritical.

The number of times I heard my sixty plus year old parents’ generation explain how disturbing it is to watch youth so immersed into their phones. Well, that was until they were forced or encouraged to trade in their old vintage flip phones for new age smart cells.

Quickly realizing how simple their once dreaded exposure to technology is, the speedy information and commands at their fingertips turns theses grumbling critics into wide-eyed addicts. Yep, the same fingers that were shaking judgmentally in front of our faces not that long ago have learned to swipe and zoom.

Attention span prior to the mobile revolution was believed to be at twelve seconds. Since then it has dropped to eight seconds. Apparently, it is at its lowest ever since technology.

Aside from sensory distractions, with so much information at our fingertips on a wide array of subjects, the desire for ‘more’ and ‘now’ gives us that touch and go type of lifestyle. Slow and steady just doesn’t cut it anymore. As our interests expand, we have grown to adapt to things with speed. Fast cars, fast internet, fast food, fast service, fast, fast, fast.

We not only want things quick, we want some things in quick bursts that require minimal effort. A quick shot of inspiration like a quote instead of the full story. A shot of caffeine or energy drink to keep us going instead of a meal. Emojis, images and acronyms otherwise known as ‘chat speak’ for text lingo to express thoughts and feelings. Online dating sites that have us simply swiping to the left or right. Even the very blogs we read are adapted with subheadings and bullet points. Quick and forthright.

A little story foreplay with a climactic build up is swiftly becoming redundant and undesirable. We want things now and in order to make time for all our interests we are finding ways to cut time in some areas in order to give us more time for others. So, we carry it in our back pockets or handbags to ensure we get that which we want as soon as ‘now’ could cater.

It is because of this next, next, next attitude that leaves us anxious and never completely satisfied. And why should it, the world is abundant in all we seek. But we are so busy stuffing our faces with life, we hardly slow down, chew on and savor a moment. Therefore, we are unconsciously moving through life without any real satisfaction.

This multi-layered interest on a variety of subjects is prone for no real focus on anything particular to cause significant achievement or change. This could explain why so many of us feel incredibly overwhelmed with our ridiculously busy lifestyles yet feel outrageously stagnant.

Though we may bounce around from device to device or activity to activity, it also causes for very erratic, random, and sloppy focusing.

We are all influencers of each other to some degree. We all follow current trends or new obsessions but when it comes to dreams and desires of importance, the greatest diversion of all is each other. We are all great focusers until someone speaks, until someone is sharing their advice, pressing their opinions, sharing their fears and doubts and what they think is wisdom.

It’s hard for us to mind our own minds and our own business!

So, what is that to say about our attention to things that matter to us? How quickly are we distracted from them? Well, our past is living proof of all that we were able to focus upon enough to make it part of the reality we manifested, experienced and share with the rest of the world. But if that ‘reality’ is not the one we had wished for or desired then we have lost focus.

Distracted or not, we are Masterful Creators for we turn thought into reality! This life we live doesn’t just happen on its own. It requires divine imagination and keen focus.

Our minds are like magic wands that make things emerge and materialize. But we have been a little clumsy with our powers. We do not yet understand it or much less believe in it, so we keep zapping and manifesting things we do not want. We have been at it for quite some time that majority of us are becoming frustrated with the deliverance.

When we ask for financial abundance, we receive the bare minimum. When we ask for success, we encounter failure.  It’s not in our asking. We clearly know what we want. Our wands are not broken, they are in perfect functioning order and deliver what we invite, every time. What needs some tightening up is our focus!

Pure focus is uninterrupted and unpolluted. It is raw and absolute.

Pure focus is uninterrupted and unpolluted. It is raw and absolute. It is one way, one direction, one path and one vision.

There is something incredibly powerful about focus. Not the kind of focus capable of reading a book or watching a movie or even the kind of focus that completes a task. I’m talking about magnified, acute presence. The kind of mind, body, and soul mergence devoid of all distractions. The stuff that brings out the superhuman in us.

The Guinness Book of Records documents impressive record breakers of superhuman abilities that would put even our best Superheroes to shame. Monks are able to increase their body temperature simply by the power of meditation. Human flight has been taken to another level with BASE jumpers jumping off ledges in wingsuits. We have heard miraculous survival stories and stories of incredible strength such as a mother picking up a car to free her child. Climbing Everest is a feat but attempting it without oxygen is another kind of crazy. Or is it?

Those we label as daredevils or foolish for brushing up so close to death are also those that inspire us profoundly as they find in them a superhuman power we all desire to turn on. This superhuman strength is merely our ability to achieve complete centeredness and intense focus.

The level of focus an athlete has is extraordinary. The athletic feats and extremes leave us open-mouthed, bewildered and craving our own inner wizardry. We can find ourselves cheering them on to the finish line through much anxious nail biting. We can be completely baffled at how or why anyone in their right mind would put themselves through such exertions. Certainly, from our perspective it may look like misery and mystery collectively. But for a short moment, we get to experience these elite victories and supreme triumphs through them.

There is something so incredibly powerful and magical about achieving the extraordinary. It touches and ignites the spark within us we seldom experience and when we feel it – that which is our inner, forceful, brilliant being – it feels profound. It feels like something new. It feels invincible. It feels like life, movement, energy and expansion.

It feels like presence.

The Oscar winning documentary called ‘Free Solo’ completely captured the essence of a superhuman extraordinaire. An athlete of standards that broke through every rule and concept about human capacity and moved beyond that which is impossible.

This isn’t just about physical strength or endurance. In fact, it almost has nothing to do with it. Our bodies are strong and extraordinarily resilient and adaptable. With right training, the body can overcome incredible obstacles.

This is about mind strength for no matter how strong a body is trained to be, if the mind is inept, it all falls apart.

Alex Honnold is the first person to free solo climb, with no rope or safety gear, Yosemite’s 3000 ft high El Capitan wall in just under four hours.


Alex Honnold is the first person to free solo climb, with no rope or safety gear, Yosemite’s 3000 ft high El Capitan wall in just under four hours.

What makes this so profound goes beyond climbing one of the most iconic rock formations in the world; also considered the epicenter of the rock-climbing community. It goes beyond the speed in which this mammoth vertical granite wall – stretching further than the tallest building in the world – was climbed.

The grandest feat achieved was controlling fear.

There is no greater fear in life than death. Remaining calm and focused whilst brushing up against death is unfathomable. We’re talking four hours of extraordinary focus! Honnold’s ability to remain centered and connected to his inner guidance has deeply moved and inspired even his fellow outdoor enthusiasts and extremists.

“With free soloing, obviously I know that I’m in danger, but feeling fearful while I am up there isn’t helping me in any way. It’s only hindering my performance, so I just set it aside and leave it be,” said Alex.

It is captivating how one could simply set their fear aside and ‘leave it be’. We can barely set aside our jar of Nutella and potato chips! Or that remark our partners made about us six months ago.

Honnold’s impressive abilities to maintain his vision and focus throughout all the side distractions is mystifying. From a soloist climber who enjoyed a solitary life, this experience was anything but solo. There were cameras and cameramen within his personal space documenting his every move. There seemed to be constant conversation surrounding him about statistical deaths. His peers often expressed their fears and concern for him.  His new girlfriend shared her tears and fears for his safety.

Whilst there was incredible support for his ambition and vision, he was surrounded by the voice and echo of death beyond his own. Everyone’s fears were burdened onto Honnold like dump trucks offloading their trash. Of course, this came from love and concern. We have all taken part in offloading our concerns on our loved ones and we have all been the receiver of others’ trash.

It is important to note how hindering such dumping of fears can be. Advice, opinions and comments that are fear-driven are major handicaps and not the responsibility of the ‘dreamer’ to soothe the fears of onlookers.

However, Honnold’s remarkable ability to recognize, understand these fears and set them aside is admirable. It is the stuff will and determination are made of. Certainly, tenacity can get us to the finish line, but we wouldn’t want to rely on tenacity without inner connection. Honnold unequivocally paid attention and acted in accordance with his own instinct. Witnessing someone create masterfully in complete presence and connectedness is marveling.

So, how was he able to achieve this? He practiced!

He practiced for a year. He climbed the route over and over documenting every step, every obstacle and how to overcome them in a journal. He studied every granule of this mammoth rock wall in fine detail as if he were reading braille. He understood the intricacies and obstacles, the diet and preparation and the physical and mental training involved. “Nothing should surprise you”, he said. “It is important to visualize that stuff out”. He practiced visualizing this climb in such detail until it was just a matter of executing it – and all cooperative components fell into place.

Those who push their bodies to limits and in situations we deem as insane may say it is the adrenaline and thrill that excites them. It may be the desire to break records, be on top or simply to test how far one can go. But the commonality that athletes thrive on is the inner connectedness one reaches that some would achieve during meditation. It is the liberation high through the releasing of the mind and body. Everything shuts off and there is this explosive uniting with one’s inner being.  This is Masterful Creating!

However, that does not mean that unless we are elite athletes, we are doomed to ever experience this connectedness. There are many activities we enjoy that bring us to that equal liberation and flight. Even falling in love gives the same upliftment and freedom.

Physical triumphs aren’t any different to achieving personal goals or manifesting desires. We are all capable of reaching this divine flight. The struggle is in maintaining focus, alignment and visualizing our ‘stuff’.

Closing the gap between imagining what we want and experiencing what we want requires sharp, conscious focus. When we create masterfully, with deliberate intent and awareness, we are in the presence of our brilliance. In fact, we are this brilliance. We merely spend such little time in our profoundness that when it shows up through the cracks of liberation, it is perceived as magic. It is perceived as something rare when, on the contrary, it is our normal state of being. Now that is a little hard to swallow as it reflects how little we linger in our magnificence and more importantly how scarcely we know our inner splendor.

Masterful Creators know their genius!

Maintaining focus on a topic where we are not switching from one thought, task, APP, subject to another generates force and momentum. It expands in size, energy and manifestation.

Powerful focus is incorrupt. It remains pure and absent of contrasting thoughts. Meaning, it is seen in only one way without the obstructions of doubt, hesitation, fear, or worry. There is stability in one’s thoughts and imagination.

It is not luck, chance or even hard work that fulfills our desires. Without vision and focus, experiencing the full manifestation of a desire is unlikely. How can we reach our dream when our focus is on its absence? How does one navigate and get from point A to point B when the drive is spent looking into the rearview mirror? How does one complete their masterpiece by searching for constant guidance from outside sources?

There is no right or wrong path nor is there something wrong with occasionally falling or failing. Our falls and fails are our refinements and enhancers. They are the building blocks, the buffers and shapers to grander visions and desires. But, when we are ready to experience this masterpiece, when we are ready to achieve our goals and taste victory, when we are ready to live the life we dream, it is time to sharpen our vision and focus. Any hindering distractors should be put aside and “left to be”.

“No one can hit their target with their eyes closed”. Paulo Coelho

Fulfil that which ignites your spark. Connect with your inner voice, guidance and being. Focus on that which brings you the best quality life.

Be attentive to what matters. Mental focus can make the difference between average and extraordinary.

Always be aware of what is focused upon or it just may end up your reality!

Glacier National Park – The Heart of Paradise

Known as the crown of the continent, Glacier National Park certainly earns her nobility and title. Straddling the northern Rocky Mountains along the border between the United States and Canada, the union of Waterton National Park and Glacier National Park makes this the world’s first ‘International Peace Park’ and world heritage site. Originally designated by the respective nations, the partnership sought to manage wilderness values and embody an idea of peace.

Going-To-The-Sun-Road with Mt Reynolds in view.

With over 700 pristine turquoise lakes, dense alpine forests, 71 species of mammals that call this place home, and over 150 named mountain peaks towering above 8,000 feet; Glacier National Park is nothing short of breathtaking. The Blackfeet were the indigenous people roaming this land long before the white man settled in the west. Therefore, many of the mountain peaks are named to pay homage to the native tribe.

Nowadays, word of mouth, social media influence and marketing continue to capture the interest of many who flock to witness this piece of heaven. In fact, over three million visitors explore this majestic place annually during the months of July through October. A vast contrast from the 4,000 annual visitors noted in 1911; a year after it was established as the country’s 10th national park.

Thanks to early protection efforts and preservation of the park along with millions of years of evolution, this landscape remains undisturbed. And so, these colossal icesheets, deep glacial grinding, ancient seas, tectonic movement, and natural forces over millennia have collectively composed and imprinted this geological marvel.  

Grinnell and Salamander Glaciers

Though many of the glaciers were thought to disappear by 2020 due to warmer temperatures, there are still at least 25 active glaciers remnant of the last Ice-Age. Jackson glacier is one of the largest in the park that can be easily viewed from an overlook on the east side and more interestingly, Piegan glacier which has shown no recession during this time.

Thanks to the thousands of workers and volunteers to date who have contributed and continue to make it possible for people of all ages and physical abilities to experience this impressive terrain, Going-to-the-Sun-Road is one of the most ambitious projects ever achieved.

An engineering feat of a fifty-mile-long road connecting the East and West side of the park with dramatic hairpin turns took over two decades to complete. One of the most scenic roads on earth, this spectacular drive will have you gasping and clutching at your seat around every bend.

Cascading waterfalls, fields of wildflowers, towering mountain peaks that plunge into valleys below covered in thick, lush pines and distant mountains that look like a sea of raging waves will seduce your every sense.

Going-to-the-Sun-Road takes you right to the heart of paradise and of course, the pinnacle of Glacier – Logan Pass – standing at just under 6,500 feet in elevation. Here you will almost certainly be greeted by the locals such as big horn sheep, mountain goats and even marmots that do not seem at all shy by human presence.

Of course, petting and feeding are never advised. Whilst we may share a common curiosity they evidently do not care for our modern lifestyles, gadgets, and intrusive behavior. Better to bring a heart full of appreciation than a bag full of food.

Another way to comfortably view these epic sights and enhance your Glacier experience is to be toured in one of the oldest touring fleets of vehicles in the world. The vintage red bus. With the roll back canvas tops for that fresh mountain air and broadened scenery, this iconic ride will take you on a journey of a tradition shared for a century when adventurous travel was done in style. Not to mention, vintage boats also symbolic of the two most classic ways of traveling through Glacier country.

But for those adventurous hearts who love to immerse themselves in the details of this majestic playground, there are over 700 miles of developed hiking trails. Hikers know there are many hidden gems within this mammoth piece of paradise. With such diverse terrain, sometimes it requires high mileage, steep climbs and even trudging through sketchy exposure. But whether it is a short hike or an extended backcountry trip, every step through these dense forests, rocky slopes or alpine meadows will guarantee maximum satisfaction.

Not to mention Triple Divide Peak which is a rare spire in the Rocky Mountains that forms a three-way continental divide where waters drain to the west into the Pacific, the east into the Atlantic, and far north into the Arctic.

Avalanche Gorge

And one would not want to miss visiting the only temperate rainforest within the park. Ladened with old growth cedar forest, this fantasy-like ecosystem stretches from the Pacific Northwest, inland to the western slopes of Glacier.

And after a long day of hard play and exploration, lodge in a Swiss style chalet originally built by the Great Northern Railway, stay in a primitive cabin, or unwind in one of the many front or back country campgrounds. Whatever the preferred accommodation or choice of rest, there is a common interest; a heart, mind and soul changing experience. And Glacier always delivers.  

The Swiss alpine themed Many Glacier Hotel. Built in 1914-15 by the Great Northern Railway.

It took only four days for my husband and I to fall head over heels in love with this paradise. Driving through high plains along the Missouri river for miles before catching first sight of the towering, majestic mountains, we had no idea of the utopia we were about to endeavor. Not even the bustling tourists or heavily congested roads waivered our eagerness to explore this diverse, beautiful landscape.

Saturated with the most impressive mountain peaks, lush alpine valleys, pristine blue/green lakes, streams, and rivers, echoing waterfalls, and vistas for miles, there is something spiritually moving. So moving it brought my husband to tears. The silent kind of tears that fall like the Weeping Wall along the Going to the Sun Road. The kind that comes from a soul altering experience. The kind that inspires you to reevaluate your life, sell everything you own, pack up and follow your heart right back into the bosom of this crown jewel.

You see, Glacier induces a sort of unavoidable awakening. You never leave this park the same as when you enter. It is more than a vacation, an escapism or even experience. It uplifts and inspires beyond comprehension and taps into the very core of your being.

The sensory stimulation is invigorating. Eye candy is an understatement. There are not enough superlatives for what the eyes witness. It is almost difficult to absorb the overwhelming beauty of a land so bountiful and other worldly. The vibrancy, clarity, color, lushness, grand vistas, power, and every fine detail of this place is palpably mesmerizing.

The sound of this liveliness can be even more thrilling. While the sounds of cars, people, stomping of feet and clicking of devices may be significant through high trafficked areas, just being close enough to a towering waterfall can drown out the standard city-like noise. And though the sound of a wild waterfall crashing onto rocks and pools of water below may be exhilarating, it is the not so dominant sounds one hears that are most enchanting.

Like the soft constant trickle of a stream. Or the small cascading falls of a gently flowing river that often make these a perfect lunch or rest spot for some Zen and relaxation. And those who meander deeper into the woods will discover that the best sound is the sound of silence.

Like the quiet under your feet cushioned by fallen pine needles. Or the silence of the wind that is heavily obstructed by lofty pines. Such quiet allows you to hear sounds one would not normally be accustomed to. Such as the whistle of a marmot, the loud knocking of a woodpecker, the call of a loon or high-pitched scream of a bull elk. Though one does not want to be too close to hear the hoof of a moose or grunt of a bear, all sounds maintain our excitement, awareness and even adrenaline.  

And if you are lucky enough, the rare thunderous sound of a glacier calving into the turquoise waters below, or the soft, melodic echo of a random nontypical native flute being played within an amphitheater will draw you into deep, spiritual appreciation.

The liveliness of the woods is a reminder of the space we share with other creatures and critters and our place in it. While some may feel nervous with every crackle of a branch or shuffle of shrubs, we are also never more present. When we allow the sound or silence of the woods to take over, we can be equally submerged into a sense of calm that arises from a state of presence and connectedness.

Of course, our nose and taste buds are not excluded from this Disneyworld of giving. Aside from the clean, crisp mountain air, the pine is a strong signature smell of Glacier. Even the sweet scent of wood over a campfire is delightful. But the real treat is the taste of ice-cold, fresh mountain water. Particularly when you want to quench your thirst during a long hike on a hot summer’s day.

And if you feel like an energy boost, feast on one of the bear’s favorite meals that can be found along most trails – huckleberries! These dark purple beads are a perfect blend of sweet and tangy goodness you will not be able to pry yourself away from. Once you start looking for these jeweled beauties, clusters, and clusters surface. Your taste buds and body will love you for this wild, organically grown, sweet explosion.

And then there are the inevitable body aches and pains. Comically considered as the after-effects of the activities you participated in that day that awakened and exercised other muscle fibers and tendons your body may not have been often exposed to. Hiking, biking, kayaking, rafting, or horseback riding are only a few of the activities one can partake in. But with every stride or stroke, this magical haven will continue to lure you deeper into its beauty, mystery, and magnetism. And you will not mind one bit sinking into its sublimity.

Do not forget to spend some time under the night sky. Where the silhouette of the mountain ridgelines or the soft moonlight reflections on the lake are the perfect setting revealing a cosmos in the sky to entertain you for hours.

Northern Lights above Lake McDonald.

And if you are fortunate enough and fiercely devout to the after dark, you may be profoundly rewarded with a brilliant display of lights that appear as dancing waves known as the Aurora Borealis – AKA Northern Lights. A geomagnetic phenomenon lighting the night sky with bedazzling curtains, columns and rays of vibrant greens and purples that will be forever etched in your memory.

Nature is a reminder that all is well and balanced. And Glacier is that perfect expression of harmony, diversity, and adaptability. Like a flawless symphony composed by nature’s natural elements, Glacier is continually evolving into grander, more revered magnificence.

Despite avalanches, freezing temperatures, whipping winds, scorching heat, destructive fires and raging Spring rapids, Glacier’s resiliency is awe inspiring.

It is also a reminder that we are not just a visitor to this land but a contributor. The lush forests serve as the lungs of our planet, and it requires our efforts to keep this balance going.

Through love, respect, and appreciation, all of life thrives.

And everything makes perfect sense when you find yourself standing in the heart of paradise.

Desert Delicacy

From the craters of the moon in Sothern Idaho, the crimson spires of Brice Canyon, the jagged pinnacles of the Needles, the steep sandstone cliffs of Zion or the largest natural sandstone arches in Arches National Park, there is a smorgasbord of desert delicacy to enchant even the youngest or oldest of hearts.

Dry, hostile, and abandoned by most forms of life for its unforgiving temperatures; only the brave and those capable of being self-sufficient on land which holds no sympathy or regard for others can survive.

Like a perfectly designed desert plant which not only thrives in such heat, will also hastily defend its hydration supply with razor-like spikes from greedy predators.

And then there are desert dwellers like me who like cacti, bask in its harsh temperatures, and barren landscape. Who spellbindingly marvel at the grandness of these canyons and the most incredible rock formations that are like random sculptures created by none other than mama nature’s hands.

My first desert experience was in Moab Utah. Arriving late afternoon at Onion Creek campground along with my husband and golden retriever, I was quickly submerged in awe and wonderment. This only grew in intensity over the next few days as we explored various trails and national parks.

Stepping out of an airconditioned car and feeling the instant dry, hot air made me smile from ear to ear. I was there and already part of the desert experience that had newbies like me clutching at the water bottle after thirty minutes.

Early morning rises are common. There is a beautiful calm before you start hearing the zipping and unzipping of tents, the crunch under people’s feet walking to and from the riverbank, little clanks of utensils, the sizzling of breakfast and smell of fresh coffee.

The excitement and eagerness for a new adventure and exploring this riveting landscape had me up and ready at blue hour. The quiet and stillness draws you completely into the present as if being caught in the eye of a storm. And so, you stare hypnotically toward the east watching the changing of shadows and pink/peach hues on the rock mountain walls as the sun gradually crests the tops with the brightest of white light.

Temporarily, the air is fresh and cool. Even after a ninety plus degree day, adding an extra layer of clothing overnight is not unusual. The moment the sun sets, there is an instant drop in temperature. Everything gets a little break and many things come alive at night. Insects and bats are seen taking over the sky wherever the moonlight allows. Even desert plants bloom which night flying moths and insects help pollinate. But the most magnificent of all is the night sky.

Stargazing in the desert is unlike any other stargazing. With zero light pollution or obstructions, the dark reveals a cosmos beyond our understanding. A cosmos filled with galaxies, meteorites, planets, and satellites that all look like an infinite pool of tiny shimmering specs. And when you look long enough, millions more surface. The night sky only illuminates the world beyond ours. Shooting stars can be swift and easily missed like random white streaks of light. But there are times when they look like giant fireballs blazing a significant fire trail behind them before they dissipate.

Tens of satellites can also be spotted like fast moving stars. And if you are lucky enough, witnessing a long line of satellites that vibrantly light up like a runway, also known as ‘The StarLink Train’ will have you leaping out of your chair in awe of this alien-like phenomenon.

Other times, identifying constellations, planets and of course the Milky Way is always a treat.

However, right at dawn, the soft, hazy blue skies completely obscure any hint of a world beyond our universe. And so, we put on our hat and sunscreen and go forth stimulating our sensors in exploration of these wild terrains.

Like the fine desert sand that cushions the trails under our feet. The sand that is also just as easily picked up by frequent strong wind gusts completely engulfing camper’s tents in its red dust and anything it can find its way into. In fact, it is not unusual to find yourself crunching granules of sand in your mouth at times.

Or cooling off in the great Colorado river or little waterholes formed by frequent flowing streams and creeks that are surprisingly cold on even the hottest of days.

Or standing sun-beaten and dusty on the rim of a deep gorge and witnessing millions of years of evolution.

These beautiful dry lands expose vast, deeply embedded scars that are nothing short of mesmerizing. A land so dry even a passing monsoon is repelled by the earth’s crust causing this much required liquid to meander through rocks and cracks where it will join the swift forming rivers.

There are no ordinary rainfalls in the desert. The pretty blue sky can transform quickly as storms brew like angry mammoth giants passing through ready to cause destruction and chaos with heavy rain, flash floods, raging winds and lightning strikes.

Rivers fill abruptly in a matter of minutes. Their increasing force may appear deceivingly calm when there are no obstructions such as large boulders to disclose their raging rapids. They effortlessly push through any vulnerable sand that once stood as solid rock, carving deeper into the landscape. Rivers that create this impeccable masterpiece called desert.

It is no surprise the wildest landscapes are formed wherever the rivers flow. The topography is vastly diverse throughout the entire southwest.

From the oldest marvel on Earth such as the Grand Canyon with a up to a mile deep of gold, orange, purple and pink crag walls.

The unique phenomenon of the Salt Flats covering miles and miles of dazzling white salt deposits that is so flat, one could see the curvature of the planet.  

Death Valley living up to its namesake claiming the hottest place on Earth to Las Vegas known as the most vibrant city in the world.

One could say, there is something for everyone.

Of course, rivers are not the sole creators.

Nature’s natural elements all partake in our Earth’s evolution. Each canyon and rock formation are like a spectacular love story told between them and nature’s temperament revealing new creations of red stone spires, sculptures, and random rock structures humans like to give names to.

Layers and layers of profound history are compressed within these Rocky Mountains. Ancient carvings weathered from extreme heat, heavy rain and high winds erode this magnificent signature red stone. It is due to this everlasting erosion that turns this desolate landscape into an organic treasure for geologists.  

Other areas of the desert seem to be frozen in time as giant boulders drape the slopes of these towering rock walls. And yet we play among them in exploration and curiosity, attempting to understand and decipher their story like an artists painting.

And they are not the only objects to arouse interest. Signs of previous civilizations are unveiled with prehistoric rock art, symbolism and petroglyphs that have been stained or etched into these stone surfaces. Images of animals and stories we may recognize or odd mysterious figures that would inhabit dreams are found in various national parks and canyons. Fortunately, the dry climate preserves much of this prehistoric artwork to indefinitely expand our curiosity and desire for discovery.

Do not be deceived. The desert also has some impressive mountains that pack alpine punch. Aside from sand skiing and sand boarding on The Great Sand Dunes, many parts of the desert are also known for world class ski resorts that gain good snow coverage. There are few places where one could be laying in the sun poolside to plowing through powder on the same day.

For those who simply want to escape the desert summer heat, heading up to the La Sal Mountain range in Utah for fresh, crisp mountain air and views for miles remains accessible.

It is undeniable, the desert is a playground for everyone. Popular Hollywood movies have been filmed for its favorable landscape. Science and exploration have used the desert as training grounds for future space missions. Extreme world sports are practiced regularly by those with adventurous hearts. Rock-climbers, base-jumpers, bikers, and rafters are only some of the adventure sport seekers who come here to quench their adrenaline thirst.

And whilst the desert is also used for frequent mining of natural resources, energy, popular metals, gems, and fossil fuels, it is also used for celebration. Radical self-expression, and art attracts crowds from all over the world to the Black Rock Desert in Nevada. One could call it a global cultural movement where you are valued for what you are and not for what you have and limited only by one’s imagination.

And after a long day exploring these dry lands, the desert will wrap it up and perfectly package a most magnificent sunset. Sunsets that saturate the landscape with deep reds, yellow, orange and gold with such vibrance as if the sun had spilled all over the land. Sunsets so alluring and magnificently beautiful, you stare hypnotically and in a state of absolute euphoria until the last drop of sunlight, the last shade of color and last moment of deep appreciation.

And just like that, this often rare and refined, wild west experience, will leave you with more questions than answers. It will marvel, inspire, and completely transform your perception of this incredibly vast, diverse, and spiritually alluring land. Moreover, the taste of mystery and magic will indubitably enhance your appetite and keep you coming back for more of this desert delicacy.

MOM-Bilically Connected

While we may be physically detached at birth, and no matter who we refer to as mom, there is an undeniable connection we have with our mothers that keeps us eternally bound to her love. Even when we butt heads like rams and are annoyed with her constant demands.

She is that gentle life force that consistently fuels our every need. She is the light we naturally gravitate toward. And it is through this love that we are indubitably Mom-bilically connected.

When a woman becomes a mother, something shifts. Her entire mind, body and spirit begin to morph into ‘superhuman’. Her senses become acute and magnified. Her strength and courage are broadened. And with her chest puffed out, she stakes her claim as woman warrior.

She undergoes internal shapeshifting granting her an immeasurable intuitive sense that not even her partner can mask hidden truths. Somehow, she is aware of everything.

Realizing she is responsible for managing fragile little minds and bodies, she steps into the obligatory authoritarian role. Sampling this ‘power’ expands her ego into the self-righteous, controlling, and superior self. One that towers over you with hands on hips and raised brow stance.

However, underneath it all, mothers are not only trying to figure out motherhood they are also still trying to figure out life and are often driven by fear and uncertainty. Her fear for her children’s well-being and consistent qualm over her decisions and actions keeps her in constant protective or defensive mode. This is also partially the reason to much of her erratic, ‘moody’ behavior.

And as she struggles to find her balance in this thing called motherhood, the rest of us learn an important lesson. The art of avoidance and timing. Which basically means, staying out of her way and out of sight during high stress times if possible. And never losing sight or taking advantage of her ‘good mood’ for, once that ship has sailed, you never know when it will come back and leave you hanging at the dock with a suitcase full of ungranted wants and needs.

It is not hard to tell when she is tense. Random objects around the house sound significantly louder when handled. That is generally the cue to move out of sight or risk becoming the next victim to face the consequences for everyone else’s ‘incompetency’ in the family.

Regardless, she does not take her title or responsibility lightly.

In fact, no other title can bring her to her knees in utter hopelessness or raise her to heights of absolute ecstasy. No other title will test her patience, will and even sanity; make her feel as proud or deeply ashamed.

No other title can make her question her behavior, actions, thoughts, beliefs, and teachings. And no other title can extract her greatest strengths and weakness like ‘mother.’

There will never be a moment when she does not question whether she made the right decision, spoke the right words, or pushed her children in the right direction. She will be torn between allowing them to figure it out on their own or controlling their every move to protect them from harm.

Overwhelmed with responsibility, her introduction into motherhood is often filled with anxiety. Being in the presence of a child’s transcendent, raw love becomes powerfully altering. A flood of deep emotions beyond what she has known to be possible, makes her feel things differently. A sort of divine presence where every cell in her body comes to life creating a surge of dynamic energy.

Once she maneuvers past the hormones and sensitivities, she learns to channel and manipulate this inner dynamo. As this force within her grows quickly and intensely, her protective instincts sharpen her sensors and awareness; ready to abolish anything or anyone that poses a threat.

And one does not need to be an outsider to cross the line and feel her wrath. She works hard at being a mom and refuses to have her reputation smeared even by her own children. She will do what it takes to maintain her honor. So, you best adhere to her demands, be on your best behavior or suffer the repercussions of a disgruntled mother.

Her ability to overcome, find strength, power and poise in any situation is remarkable. She may not always do it so gracefully, but she finds a way.

She knows her mind, body and soul will never see or experience the world the same again.

And unfortunately, we will never quite know the woman before the high estrogen levels seized her forever. Before the duties of motherhood took precedent. Before her obsession over us became her lifelong purpose and erratic mood swings, demands and authority became her new norm.

We will only ever know her as mom.

And what a privilege it is.

Not all mamas are the same, but they all do the best they can.

We tend to hold them to incredibly high standards. Moms know this because there is no mother that does not already hold herself to these standards also. She would do anything to keep her babies safe and give them the best quality of life, even if it means giving them up.

However, while her behavior may not always look or sound pleasant and her actions may not always seem fair or logical, everything she does emanates from a deep love.

Mothers are most heavily judged on their disciplinary actions and sacrifices. Unfortunately, many of us do not shy away from broadcasting what we consider are other mothers’ disgraces and shortcomings to the world.

Occasionally losing her ‘shit’ is acceptable. It shows authenticity, transparency and more importantly courage to exhibit moments of weakness. But she must not unleash too much so not to appear out of control or out of her mind. While most people identify with ‘bad’ days, it is important not to wear out her sympathy card and become the target of gossip.

As far as appearance, it is important to look presentable. This means having hair brushed and dressed in something other than lounge pants and stained t-shirt. She would not want to appear as if she was struggling or falling apart.

More importantly, she most certainly does not want to look like she came out of a beauty salon either. Perfect hair, nails and heels will earn her the reputation of a neglectful, selfish mom.

‘Selfish’ is the most wounding and ignominious label for a mother. Because if she still has time and money left over for any of that personal perfecting and pampering then she does not warrant her title. And if she can afford a nanny to take care of her children so that she can take routine naps, morning jogs, sip her finely ground Nespresso and easily squeeze her toned ass into those skinny jeans; she certainly does not take her title seriously.

Likewise, a mother’s greatest foe and impediment is guilt. Her guilt surfaces when personal desires rise. When her inner girl’s craving for personal time, fun, freedom, and friskiness surge intensely.

Whether it is a personal indulgence or a social outing, guilt lurks around every corner. In fact, guilt hovers around spewing its judgment so much she will often return the dress and cancel the pedicure. To dilute some of her guilt for choosing social excursions, her dates are typically filled with stories of her little humans in between frequent text and phone call interruptions to either check on them or reassure them she will be home soon.

Therefore, a mother knows and prides herself on being the embodiment of sacrifice. In fact, the moment she sets eyes on her little angel, the world as she knows it and everything she is or had ever dreamed of becoming or doing dissipates. In an instant, as if witnessing and experiencing the divine, she is penetrated with the deepest euphoric love that binds her to her child forever more.

She will give up her personal time. Even if involuntarily, her bathroom visits will be that constant reminder that ‘me’ will forevermore be ‘we’. She will give up her dreams to see them live out theirs. She will give up her meals or favorite dessert so that their appetites are satisfied. She will give up her sleep to make sure her children have a peaceful one.

She will give up her sanity to cater to their every mood, beck and call. She will give up her appearance so that their hair is perfectly parted in the middle and their clothes are crispy clean. She will sacrifice her social life so that her child can have one that is crammed with sports, activities, and fun to the very last minute of the day. Sometimes her humor becomes sacrificed when exhaustion dissolves it like an anti-reflux tablet.

She will sacrifice every ounce of energy to entertain and care for her offspring.

There is nothing she would not do for her little beings. Giving up her belly’s elasticity or inner bladder muscle strength is the least of her offering for being granted the ability to create life.

In fact, she would give up her title, organs, limbs, last breath, and her physical life before we could even utter the word, ‘mom’. Her emotional, physical, and spiritual nurturing is eternal. She is our lifeline to any or all our needs.

Losing her is detachment from the greatest love we will ever have known. There is a loss of self. Without her, we feel the weight of life. It is like learning to stand on our own. She has been our support and crutch our entire lives, it almost catches us by surprise when she is gone.

She carries so much of our burdens, fears, and worries. She is endlessly mending or fixing our troubles and supporting our wishes with such ease and certainty that we do not recognize life and ourselves without her. It also seems quieter when she is no longer there cheering us on, uplifting, praising, and encouraging us along our journey. But the echo of her voice and power of her love lingers in our minds and hearts with such vigor to glide and guide us through life eternally. And when we look in the mirror and notice her features encrypted on our face, we can say, there you are.

On the other hand, losing a child would be like unplugging her from her source of life, love, and energy. An instant loss of all power. Her superhuman is reduced to barely human; merely a physical shell that operates on the general physical functions of life. However, the greatest gift she will ever endure from being a mother is resiliency. And with deep wounds and scars, she will rise again carrying a little less strength but an even greater unfathomable courage and an even greater yearning to love beyond her mind and body’s comprehension.

Our mamas are the only beings in the world we can implicitly trust and rely on. And so, no matter what age, we always need our mom. And no matter who, why, where, when or how, she will always be there even as an everlasting vibration of her words and love.

You see, we acquire so much from the extraordinary superhumans we call mom. And it far surpasses what we may inherit genetically or characteristically. The lessons, observations, advice, and experiences about life, ourselves and the world through her words and influence are the general makeup of who we are.

However, though we may have her nose or develop her early grey hair. Or we may mimic her attitude and sense of style. How we view ourselves is heavily shaped by her love that beams through her eyes, smile, words, actions, and affection. She is the source that connects us to our own power and mastery.

Of course, it is not all pancakes and maple syrup. She is not afraid to throw a little grime our way to snap us out of our ‘entitled’ coma. She will not hesitate to give us a hefty nudge in the ‘right’ direction or any direction when we become stagnant or lazy. And she certainly does not shy away from harsh criticism. Sometimes her words and actions may seem downright unfair and mean.

Do not be quick to wallow in self-pity because no matter how much our mamas may criticize or point out our faults, she will never judge us. No matter how much she pushes us to do something, she will never let us fall. And no matter how much she may scold us or hurt our feelings, she will never break our heart. Because her only objective is to set us up in a world where we are happy and healthy. A world where we can achieve all we desire and whose challenges we can overcome with confidence. And she will always do the best she can or knows how, to assure we are strong and steady on our feet.

When a mamma looks at herself in the mirror, exhaustion and stress are encrypted all over her face. Even so, the paler skin, brittle hair and bags under her eyes are overshadowed by her heart’s mammoth smile. Like a wounded warrior whose scarred body is covered in stories, she prides herself on overcoming the obstacles of motherhood. She prides herself on having the strength to carry her entire family on her shoulders.

She understands navigating through motherhood often demands change and modifications.  

And she is okay with lathering Nivea body cream over the creases of her face than the prestige brands she was once accustomed to. She is okay with concealing her grey hair over the sink with a boxed hair dye than the fancy salons she was once pampered at. And she is okay with eating left over sandwich crusts over her smoothies and protein shakes. In fact, she is more than okay. Because when she looks in the mirror, she realizes the greatest blessings do not look perfect or hold monetary value.

Like little handprints left along the walls, mirrors, and glass tops, so too is her heart filled with an abundance of imprints; all of which are messy, challenging and often exhausting but always the most joyous and fulfilling.

And right when we think our mamas could not be any almightier, we gift her grandchildren.

And just like that she is calm, balance, and patience personified. With deeper love and understanding, she leads with unparalleled love, appreciation, and clarity.

And so, the cycle continues with every new birth, a world Mom-bilically connected.

Fact vs Opinion. Where Does The Idea End And The Truth Begin?

Opinion: An idea. A personal perspective or expressions of judgment with no real evidence.

Fact: A thing known or proved to be true. Truth sustained through evidence.

Now that we have the definitions out of the way, let us go on a journey to uncover what really lies behind what we consider fact and opinion.

Where does the idea end and the truth begin? What is truth? Is there only one truth? Is it possible to have truth without facts?

As observant beings, proof is important to us. Evidence is reassurance that we are on or following the ‘right’ path. It is our comfort, security, and stability. It keeps us balanced and focused. While we may not always like the evidence we encounter, it is real and ‘real’ not only allows us to make sense of our world but have somewhat control of it.

For something to be determined ‘real’, it must serve all our sensors. However, even that which may seem distinctly real to us requires acknowledgement and agreement from others to assume it as the reality and truth we know. Otherwise, it becomes part of our insanity or eccentric personality.

For this reason, we share. We share our thoughts, feelings, beliefs, and experiences. We share them because it is how we connect, influence, gather, and convince others of our truth. It is how we strengthen the ‘reality’ of our stories.  

We share our opinions all day every day. They are a constant collection of various external perceptions, beliefs, and thoughts we encounter along our physical trail. When thoughts become important to us, we think of them often. That which we think of often becomes our primary belief or desire.

As creative beings, it is almost impossible to stop thinking because we cannot stop creating. Which also means we cannot prevent having opinions.

We focus on multiple subjects all day long. Our personal experiences surrounding any subject will be based on what general umbrella we linger in – fear or appreciation. Not only do our interpretations of what we see, hear, taste, touch and smell vary; how we interpret what we observe and how we absorb what we hear depends on our current mood extending from fear or appreciation.

Our moods are also ever changing. We are up and down all day because everything we see, hear, taste, touch and smell will trigger a memory, thought or opinion. Sometimes our ups and downs are like little ripples and other times they are colossal waves taking us to extreme highs and lows.

However, emotions do not just happen to us, we are effectively feeling our thoughts. Therefore, we feel what we have practiced into belief. When what we believe emerges from fear, (which is ultimately doubt) we experience the various emotions that stem from it such as frustration, anger, anxiety, or confusion. If we paid attention to our thoughts, we would understand why we feel bad so often. There is not a single person, place or experience that could ever make us feel a certain way other than our perspective or opinion of it at the time.

Every single moment and situation can be interpreted in an infinite number of ways. How we respond or react in every moment reflects our thoughts and mood at the time. Which means we always have absolute control of how our experience will unfold.

Regardless of what is ‘happening’ around us, how we individually experience a moment is personal because how we interpret what we observe is based on pre-conceived beliefs extending from fear or appreciation. Doubt or trust. Optimism or pessimism. Love or hate. And it begins with our mind projections and what we see in our mind’s eye first.

Emotions are the first manifestations we experience even often before the full manifested physical reality. Feeling our thoughts or beliefs emotionally connects us to the story we are telling. Feeling it is proof enough that it exists because we have experienced the energy of it.

Even whilst we move through this thing called ‘life’ physically, our life experience is emotional. In fact, it does not matter what we are physically doing, we experience it all emotionally. The emotions that arise in us are formed through practiced beliefs that assure us of the reality we fear or appreciate. And so, we continue to form opinions.

However, an opinion is just an opinion that holds little value unless there is evidence to support it.

‘Facts’ carry absurd power. They carry power because they enhance a story. A master storyteller knows how to mask or accentuate areas through clever, psychological manipulation of facts.

We are completely driven by facts because we live in a world that requires evidence. We use facts as a guide to how we live our lives. We use them to justify our actions, decisions, and behaviors. We use them as ammunition against others who have opposing views. We use them to demand change and attention. We use them to insert our own beliefs that benefit our lifestyles and even our pockets. We use them to ambush each other or ‘educate’ others. And we use them to influence future generations.

We love facts because they gather audiences and strengthen our stories.

While not surprising, it is quite interesting where we flock to acquire our information and data. The most reliable sources of ‘truth’ during childhood were predominantly our parents and teachers. Soon thereafter, modern technology assumed its position as a sort of proprietor of truth telling with all the facts, details, and statistics available.

With the illimitable information at our fingertips, it is easy to become submerged into a perpetual fact-feasting frenzy. It is as if anyone could be truth-bearers. And ultimately, they/we can. Except there seems to be truth injected in almost everything.

We can be informed about the health benefits of coffee along with all the research, science, and facts to prove it. And off we go drinking our two, three, four cups of coffee a day. Boosting our energy, increasing our memory function, providing antioxidants to battle viruses, and revving up our metabolism are only among the few well-convincing reasons to consume it.

But what happens when there are equally as many harmful effects throwing us in the ‘greater risk for heart disease, poor health and even earlier death’ pile? Well, what generally happens is coffee lovers will stick with the beneficial truth. Those who love and believe in the benefits of coffee will reap its rewards and will serve to become part of the evidence moving this idea of ‘coffee equals health’ further up the truth ladder. Those who have been convinced otherwise will experience the negative effects and they too will become the proof of the opposing theory.

Choosing a side, a perspective or opinion is how we move through life. And we do this with the media.

We rely heavily on media as the most prominent and reliable source for the yielder of facts. We embrace them as a sort of paragon for truth telling. Media consistently market themselves as the fact bearers and truth holders using their famous ‘what you need to know’ or ‘most trusted source’ slogans. And we are fooled into it every time. But how is it that different news channels can have such conflicting stories of the ‘truth’ and yet still be authenticated by facts? It can be confusing.

Depending on which side our loyalty lies, often more ‘facts’ are produced to convince us that the ‘other side’ has distorted the truth, and their facts are manipulated to merely fit their narrative. But how do we know which side is telling the truth and which has manipulated them? How can there be so many ‘facts’ about opposing truths?

Like any business, the media understand to rise above their competitors, they must offer something new and compelling. The good news for them is, there is never a shortage of events. However, the bad news for us is the events they pluck out over millions of others is a cleverly articulated, psychological method which fixates on our sensitivities, vulnerabilities, and fears. Current affairs are calculatingly selected that not only attract and engage large audiences but sustain our attention by inflating stories through perpetual insinuations. This is easily done by minimizing the human factor and blowing up the supposed moralistic view.

And while we defend in proclamation that there is video, verbal, written or tangible evidence to back up the media’s position, it is rarely objective. In fact, all those involved or affected would have quite a contrasting experience and perspective.

Media have the power to make or break someone just as they can embellish or demolish a business or idea. Interestingly, their power is us, the people. They merely feed us information we eagerly and easily consume and then we spew our wrath of judgment and hate toward those we are influenced to hate and elevate those we have been influenced to love. Even though we know nothing about the person, place, thing, business, or idea personally other than what media ‘inform’ us of, we act as though we do. And we use these ‘facts’ as justification for our behavior.

But would we behave in the same manner with as much aggression, hatred, and isolation if it were one of our children, one of our parents or family members? Would we be as quick to cast stones? Would we join forces with other groups to ensure they are muted and destroyed?

When we love, know, or understand the human behind any situation or event, the story changes and so too do our actions and perspectives.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to turn our backs on media when we are convinced, we must remain connected for the assurance of our safety and well-being. Many of us have been guzzling fear and drama for so long, we do not recognize life, people, and the world outside of that. So, it makes sense to wake up and fall asleep with the theatrics of the news.

Media maintain our interest through the utilization of numbers, statistics, and predictions. The higher the numbers the more it validates the accuracy and believability of their story. Through their manipulation of facts, stories, and sources, they preserve their power to control our focus and perspective. And like a school of fish, we swim in erratic unison to the beat of our own fear guided by the media.

They are a 24hr show based on 99% opinions. They fill this time with ‘sources’ that maintain their view to be more convincing of their narrative. To understand where the idea ends and the truth begins, we rely on these sources to provide credible information. Those who fight hard to win us over with their truth will exploit scientists, doctors, investigators and anyone with a specialty, degree, popularity, or good reputation to seal and claim the truth as theirs.

Except you see, doctors have opposing perspectives of medicine, each with their own collection of experiences and paperwork filled with research, cases, and ‘proof’ under their arms. Not to mention the varying medical practices around the world such as modern, alternative, homeopathy, oriental or ayurvedic medicine (which is possibly the oldest medical system in the world) which all carry contrasting views of healing and wellness.

Science uses a systematic and logical approach to understand how things work in the universe. But while science is viewed as the body of knowledge, it is also the embodiment of continuous observation, exploration, experimentation, and change.

Therefore, like a meteorologist struggles to predict the ever-changing weather patterns, so too do scientists understand predicting something a month or year from now reduces the likelihood of such prophecies significantly. Their projections are based on information that is available right now. Therefore, holding tight onto scientific declarations are no more reliable than hanging on to our umbrellas due to a ‘possible’ storm.

And while science may study living cells, the earth, and our cosmos, do not forget there is also ‘science’ to manipulation, marketing, deception, and control.

So, what makes one source more valid or qualified over another? Absolutely nothing. It boils down to who is a more powerful influencer, what has been the most practiced belief, or what is the preferred fable. And when it comes to large personal interest, influencers can get downright dirty to maintain our loyalty.

After all there can only be one truth, right?

Not necessarily.

You see, the problem with ‘facts’ is that a cup can be half full as it can be half empty. Both are true just by merely shifting our perspective.

If there were only one truth, we would not have excessive conflict surrounding so many varying topics. It is inevitable. Where there is good there is bad. Where there is presence, there is absence. Love/hate, positive/negative, optimist/pessimist, trust/fear, wellness, or illness. I mean, this could go on for quite some time.

One could not exist without the other. It is the beauty of contrast that maintains the balance of life. It is the separation and coming together of two opposites that gives birth to something new. It is evolution. It is the inhalation and exhalation of life.

Therefore, there is not one thing truer than another. It is merely shifting our focus between empowerment or disempowerment.

Every influencer begins with a story, belief, interpretation, or opinion first. Ironically, facts are not only weak but non-existent without opinions. They surface through our stories. Therefore, facts need to follow a criteria, story, or theory to deem them facts, otherwise it is just evidence up for grabs. Which means, it is not necessarily about the physical evidence rather the stories wrapped around them that give them meaning. Hence, facts CAN be manipulated to fit a specific narrative or perspective.

For example, evidence can be gathered that a particular woman was at a bar at 2:30 am. Witnesses, cameras, photos, receipts etcetera can be assembled as ‘facts.’ However, while there is physical evidence of her presence at a bar, it does not prove she is a neglectful mother, an alcoholic daughter or deceitful wife. They are narratives built around these facts which calculatingly portray her as this person simply by the ‘proof’ compiled knowing absolutely nothing about her motives, life, history, experiences, thoughts, or feelings.  

Even a case in a courtroom is determined by a lawyer’s compelling and convincing argument and his/her ability to manipulate and mold evidence to blend with a story. This is what makes a great high paid attorney. Facts are useless without a story, but they can be highly impactful within a well-written script or persuasive presentation.

When we want our belief to be taken seriously, the story and the facts need to look big. ‘Big’ grabs our attention. The best way we know how to make something look ‘big’ is through drama. Drama stimulates our low energy emotions. Emotions that make us feel out of control and vulnerable such as fear, anxiety, doubt, or anger. Drama portrays this illusion of something flawed or fractured and remains focused on a problem just as the media have mastered.

Unfortunately, nowadays facts, media, and technology are the modern arsenal. It is how ‘armies’ or let us call them ‘frail hosts’ are gathered and led to destroy their opposition or weakest link.

Powerful influencers know that when we are at our most vulnerable, we are also the most pliable. We are willing to do ANYTHING for our safety and peace of mind. In fact, we would turn against our own family and friends. We are most easily influenced, disciplined, and adaptable when we become submissive to the majority view. Our compliancy places others’ desires and demands above our own. And just like that, their beliefs and stories become ours.

Like any animal, when we take away their freedom, they become accustomed to the parameters and confinements we create. A cowboy would refer to such a bending of will as ‘breaking their spirit’ to tame a wild horse. They quickly learn basics such as food and play are controlled and their new normal is no longer following their instinct but following rules. They also learn to follow what is expected and demanded of them in trade for what they no longer have power to give themselves.

Dependency is the greatest form of control.

In a similar manner we are convinced that our bodies are not built or capable of maximum health without a ‘magic potion’. In the interest of preserving our health, we must follow the rules and guidelines of those who apparently possess the antidote to this well-being.

We are also persuaded that our beings are imperfect, cruel, and incapable of harmony without intervention. For the sake of maintaining this harmony, we must follow the orders of those who claim to bear the pathway to this stability.

And we are led to believe our minds do not possess the know-how or wisdom to understand the world or even ourselves. With the intention of avoiding conflict, we must follow the opinions, and advice of those who harbor the skills of leadership and expertise.

Sometimes, we do not always require evidence to be easily influenced. Depending on whose expertise, titles, qualifications, or relationships we value, their opinion is often enough to convince us of their truth. In fact, there is a culture that unless you are a commodity, are successful or famous then your opinions are discardable. And so, not only do we value the opinion of those we hold at high regards, but we trust them implicitly.

It is inevitable we search for evidence we have already practiced into belief. Once we have made up our minds about something, more of that which we have practiced mentally and felt emotionally will show up.

Having already imagined our beliefs in detail and experienced them emotionally, the physical manifestation is merely the residue of an already perfectly crafted story. That which we call ‘reality’. That which we hang so tightly to. Unfortunately, while we are masterful creators of our stories, we tend to deny our own masterpieces.

As story tellers and creators, wherever we guide our story, so too does all the evidence follow. We are also story interpreters. We interpret everything through our senses that filter through the lens of our minds. Otherwise, an object is just an object, a sound just a sound and a smell just a smell. Everything simply is until we have an opinion about it.

It is not due to the evidence showing up that turns us into believers, but rather our belief in something that makes the evidence and experiences show up. We cannot see, hear, taste, touch, smell, feel or experience what we do not believe because fundamentally, we have already denied its existence.

That which we strongly believe becomes part of our physical reality. Our eyes, ears, body, cells, and the world all adjust to perfectly deliver the evidence of our beliefs. While we may not always recognize what physically shows up, we will always recognize it emotionally.

Nevertheless, they exist. It all exists as the truth because we are the living truth of all that is, ever was and ever will be.

When we search for truth in this physical reality, we are trying to define what part of what we have imagined and created is real. The discord we experience is our unwillingness to accept that it is all part of this life. Whether we agree or disagree with the opinions or facts we encounter, it all exists. If someone imagined, interpreted, observed, or believed it, then it is the truth. Even if it is not the truth we know. Therefore, the good, the bad and the ugly all exist to the extent that we imagine, include, accept, and allow them into our experience. However, this also means that we are only concerned with satisfying our physical senses.

The confusion we hold about truth is that while some facts may not always be or feel good, it is considered as the ‘right’ or only way. There is a warped perception hidden within the depths of its labels and complex meanings that it can only be accepted as truth when it is holding hands with evidence. And we exhaust ourselves trying to gather all our facts to ‘one-up’ our opponents.

This is understandable and quite a ‘natural’ expectation in a physical, material world. As habitual creatures, repetition is the momentum of life. It is the summoning, enhancing, and buffering of our creative stories through energy. After all, life cannot be sustained without keen focus and frequency. It requires our undivided attention because without our attention to any subject, story, or idea, it ceases to exist.

However, aside from the physical truth that we are accustomed to and exclusively recognize as part of our physical reality held within the confinements of rules, labels, and facts; there is another kind of truth. A truth that is absolute and significant. The only truth worth knowing.

There is a distinguishable difference between the truth that exists outside of us and the truth that we are within. Unfortunately, the noisy truth we have been listening to and amply practicing outside of us has muffled the voice of the truth within.

Pure truth is uninfluenced and is not governed by a medley of beliefs. It does not sprout from our thinking. It is not based upon facts or evidence. It is not even part of the ‘reality’ we observe obsessively.

Truth does not demand the muting or diminishment of something or someone in order to thrive. It does not require anyone to be or do anything to be joyous. It does not have a stubborn desire to explain, persuade or justify its existence or significance. And it certainly does not need to be seen, heard, or validated by others.

It understands that at the core of its energy, it is love. An extraordinary, powerful love. One that stands strong within its own force and self-awareness. Where no scientist could ever define or comprehend its complexity and brilliance. No doctor could ever recognize or appreciate the well-being that abounds. And no journalist or media could ever corrupt, conceal, or deny the mastery, mystery, and magnificence that it is.

Inner truth is centered. It emanates from our being where there is clarity, love, joy, trust and knowing. It always comes from a place of well-being and upliftment.

When external ‘truth’ disempowers us through fear, disconnects us from our inner being, fills our emotions with negativity, imbalance, disorder, confusion, and dis-ease, then it is not our ‘truth’.  It is someone else’s ‘truth’ that is falsely and connivingly used to disempower us for their benefit, whatever that may be. The only reason we believe in such negativity is that we have told their stories, practiced them, and lingered there for far too long.

Fear makes us doubt nature. It makes us doubt our own body, our inner being, our higher, stronger, loving, resilient self. It makes us doubt our natural makeup – our inner truth. When a mind is weakened, so too does the body follow. Everything works in perfect synchronicity. Everything cooperates, the moment we make up our minds. Which means we are stuck in a mindset and an opinion of distrust that continues to recycle evidence that only serves to satisfy our beliefs.

Ultimately, there is only one truth that matters – the truth of who we are.

When we shed all our labels, titles, fears, and fixed ideals. When we decide to merge with our inner being than to yield to others’ versions, we discover our invincibility.

There is no greater knowledge or opinion worth more than that which we have of ourselves. When we recognize our strength over our vulnerabilities, our health over our weaknesses, our control over our compliancy, our authenticity over our disguise, and our brilliance over our shadow, we become the evidence of all that is.

And when the tug-of-war of all the petty external stories, opinions, and facts are peeled away, it will reveal one extraordinary world.

Anything that empowers, uplifts, is focused on our strengths, believes completely in our wellness and well-being, and moves through life with great appreciation, harmony, understanding, love, and absolute clarity, is the only ‘truth’ we need to be listening to. They are the only ‘facts’ of relevance. Anything in opposition to this is dishonest and disserving.

Lastly, we are genius beings. Yes, even those without a master’s degree, profession, or specialty. In fact, children are the wisest beings on earth, and many do not even know their A, B, Cs yet. Knowledge comes from our inner being. That thing we call intuition before all the external, disconnected mind-based fear takes over. We need to tune into that a little more and prevent others from doing the thinking for us.

There is light and love in EVERYTHING! We merely need to adjust our focus and the evidence will reveal itself to us EVERYWHERE!

A Letter Of Apology

Saying, ‘I am sorry’ is not for those most stubborn among us. But that does not give them a pass. ‘I am sorry’ is a difficult statement for many. And it is generally not about admitting our actions were ‘wrong’, rather accepting that we are somehow flawed. While our errors do not define us, unfortunately, society certainly make them a staple of our character.

On the flip side, there are also those who seem to annoyingly follow every sentence and action with an apology. These beautiful people subconsciously feel that if they merely sprinkle apology magic all over the place, it will protect them from judgment and blame.

And of course, no one likes to apologize for something others have negatively misconstrued.

But a true apology is acknowledging how we negatively affect someone. It is not the obvious ways we can physically, emotionally, or verbally hurt each other. It is recognizing we are influencers, and we all participate in trying to control how others act, think, and make decisions based on our most dominant fears and insecurities.

Our family, loved ones, and all those nearest and dearest to us will feel the greatest strain of our ‘loving’ demands. We often never quite notice how powerfully we influence each other when we believe what we are doing, asking, or demanding is coming from a place of love or how we want to be loved.

Except you see, love has no conditions or boundaries. Love is not bondage. It is not about sacrifice. And it is never even about selflessness. While we may appreciate how much someone does or has done for us, it is not the true indicator of love.

Pure love is one we never have to be sorry for. And it certainly is not one we need to be giving up something for either. Rather, the purest love is the kind with no restrictions, guidelines, rules, or boundaries. It is the kind that allows us to be all that we are without questions or expectations. And it never worries how something will affect it. It simply trusts, appreciates and honors others are doing their best to live and experience their life most authentically.

And so, in honor of my partner in life, whom I chose for his gentle nature. Whose affections and deep love never waiver. Whose passion and lust for life are extensive and rampant. And whose constant eagerness to explore and create something new to satisfy his gluttonous appetite remains restless.

Here is what I know.

Through his eyes, the world is a playground; even as we strive to make him see and yield to the system. He has great appreciation for the natural resources available to him. He enjoys nature and nature’s creatures because he sees himself as part of them. He sees himself in them. Therefore, feels a sense of connection with them.

Nature does not attempt to insert itself and its demands upon him. There is mutual respect and honor for the presence of all respective energies. Therefore, there is consistent cooperation and joy in their rendezvous together. And he embraces this with deep gratitude and a sense of belonging.

He is a free, youthful spirit. Though his mind has been and can be influenced by others and his heart can carry the burdens of those around him, his spirit is too pure and too powerful to remain chained by these. It will always seek connection. It will always recognize ‘home’ where it feels light and easy. Where the dreams, visions and voices are his own. Where there is joy, clarity and most importantly, freedom.

His greatest accomplishment is his connection with self. It is not about success, fame, or money. Nor is it about overcoming challenges. Though they all play a significant role in his life when people are watching or judging. And he too will succumb to society’s narrow mind by trying to fit best into the more acceptable and likeable frame. However, he has the envied ability to silence it or at the very least, temporarily escape it.

His adventure seeking soul is one who revels in the joy of discovery. His thirst for connectedness, empowerment and unity abounds within nature’s beauty and alignment. He will immerse himself deep into the woods where he can feel the natural pulse and vibration of the Earth within his veins.

He is frequently seduced by nature’s charm and wastes no opportunity to merge with her harmony and balance. And he will climb the most rugged peaks where he can anchor himself in all its sublimity. Where he knows he will be secretly greeted with no greater power than the power felt being at one with the grandeur of all that is and all that ever will be. There, he will pause for a long moment inhaling her majesty.

There is no thing and no one that has ever or could ever grant the gift of absolute liberation like nature does. Where there are not the needy burdens of those around him who demand attention. Where there is not the negative noise of doubtful hearts. Where there are no duties or responsibilities that await within a timeframe, criteria, or order.

There is only self. A never more alert and present self. Some would call it a state of meditation. Except, his sensors are not muted so that he can best hear, see, and feel his inner being. Rather, they are amplified and intensified. With every smell that halts him in his tracks, every sound that captures his attention, every sight that takes his breath away, and every step that makes his heart skip a beat, only lends to ignite his soul over and over again.

And so, you see, it is for this reason, as someone who has come into this world with a clear mind, pure heart, and eager soul there are never words more fitting than ‘I am sorry’. Sorry for the myriad of ways the world attempts to alter, mute or pollute any part of him.

As I have watched the tug-o-war between what his soul craves and what the world demands of him, I have come to understand what it means to witness the affects of spiritual suppression.

When we live authentically, even for just a moment, everything lights up. Our eyes twinkle, our face glows, our smile broadens, our posture straightens and we feel alive and energized. Unfortunately, we can be shut down almost as quickly as we light up due to an external influence.

Though we all succumb to the effects of societal bondage, watching someone else’s light dim is heart wrenching which ultimately became the motivator and inspiration to write a letter of apology.

To my love,

As an expression of my fondness, there are three words which will dominate this post and it will not be the three frequently heard.

Through my gratitude for you and all that I have come to know and appreciate about you, this is my letter of apology.

With all the titles you hold as a partner, son, grandson, brother, uncle, son/brother-in-law and friend. And for all the responsibilities we hold you accountable for in relation to these, I am sorry.

While you come with enthusiasm and eagerness to explore this earth, this life, and this physical experience; we insist on making some adjustments.

I am sorry for every judgment that dented or denied your spirit, for every demand that altered your dreams and for every criticism that distorted your self-perception.

We have made you responsible for how we feel. We have depended on you to soothe our inner fears and worries and held you accountable for our insecurities and lack of self-love. We throw expectations at you to fill your life in a way that is comfortable, safe, pleasing and most fitting for us. We coerce you to fulfill our needs so that we can feel good about ourselves. We pressure you to live your life in a way that suits our vision and our version of living.

Through our desperate attempt to make you hear us and conform to our rules and standards, we proclaim it as our love for you as our way to make our point more powerful. We see this youthful lightness and we say we want to protect it, but our shields block the radiance that is you. We have bound you with layers of restrictions that suffocate your mind and heart.

We see you dreaming, and we quickly redirect your attention back to the ‘safety’ of society’s boundaries and expectations. We notice you following your desires and we strongly emphasize the anticipated burdensome responsibilities that must take precedents. We see your essence, your purity, your youth and want to alter it because through you, we are reminded of what we are cowardly unwilling to seize ourselves.

When you have been most sure of your choices, we made you doubt them. When you have been most excited about your endeavors, we deflated them.

We have managed to poison your optimistic thoughts and ideas with fear and worry.

I am sorry we clipped your wings in order to keep you ‘safe’. I am sorry we used guilt and shame to keep you tamed. I am sorry we used our love to make you more like us and less like you.

It is only that we have forgotten what it feels like to fly. To fly with purpose, with independence and certainty.

There is only one person you are supposed to be, that is the ever changing and evolving you.

Though our actions as partners are considered ‘normal’ by society, like most, our marriage is balanced between ups and downs. How we indulge in our ups and overcome our downs is what binds us. We laugh, we bicker, we play, and we argue. And like all couples, we automatically fall into marital promises, expectations, and parameters. But, whilst our bond and our love are fierce, there are human learned consistencies and insecurities we often fall into. These preconditioned beliefs combined with our vulnerabilities are the culprits for stirring up unnecessary and detrimental effects to one’s inner being. Being aware of our actions and words and how they powerfully influence one another beyond what is considered ‘normal’ takes practice and awareness.

Therefore, it is through my utmost appreciation for you that I acknowledge my own behavior and attitude.

For every tear you have shed I was responsible for … I am sorry.

For every disappointed glance my eyes sold you on … I am sorry.

For every word uttered that convinced you, you were not enough… I am sorry.

I am sorry for demanding a ‘better’ you so that I could be a ‘better’ me.

I am sorry for any time I loved you conditionally.

I am sorry I too became part of society’s negative voice and influence.

More importantly, I appreciate you and I am grateful for you.

And I am thankful to explore this Earth with you.

I want to say … I see you. I understand you. I know you.

You bear such profound innocence . Not the naive, oblivious kind. But an innocence that radiates purity. Like every child, you understand life – to play, to explore and to create. And you live by these faithfully.

I know no other who lives life as flawlessly and with unparalleled eagerness. Even as the world will attempt to compress your brilliance, for the most part, you have managed to successfully evade being imprisoned within the mind of the masses.

I am proud of you and immensely grateful to have you in my life and by my side as a consistent reminder that all that ever is and ever will be is right here in this moment. How we choose to experience ‘this’ moment will be guided by our inner being or by the noise of our influencers.

Though it is important you accept the three words and ‘take to heart’ my letter of apology, it is with greater desire you earnestly hold onto and ‘take to soul’ the four that follow directly after …

I love you unconditionally.

The Race Against Inequality – A Divided Perspective

Race: A term used to define, and group people based on shared physical features and inherited social behaviors viewed as distinct by society. The physical and social attributes which also typically include geographical location, linguistics and religious practices are unique to these races.

It is often these attributes which establish group stereotypes. And we generally acknowledge them with acceptance, lightheartedness and even humor. A comedian can masterfully point out these diversities whilst we nod in recognition through boisterous laughs.

The world is saturated in labels. Like everything else in life, we group these according to physical features and/or social behaviors. In fact, there is not a single living or non-living thing on the planet that is not categorized by type, rank, model, status, class or grade.

Though we enjoy our own creative expressions and having our own individual beliefs, we love belonging to groups. It gives us a sense of belonging and security. And we belong to many of them. Most of them are inherited, some are instilled into our minds and others we pick up along our life journey. We connect with those we have something in common with and often judge those we do not.

The first group we automatically fall into from the moment we are born is gender. Whilst we may not know it yet, we are born into male and female stereotypes. We are also born into a religion and culture. Our immediate introduction to these will expose us to many beliefs, attitudes, behaviors and practices we inevitably mimic, exercise and of course believe to be ‘true’ or ‘right way’.

People always feel more comfortable with people who talk and act like themselves. This is not specific to ‘white’ people as we are led to believe. We are naturally attracted to what we know and understand. We gather where our environment is most familiar. How we dress, what we eat, even where we live, and work will reflect our ethnicity, race, culture and community.

Whilst we do not like being categorized or judged on our differences, we also firmly defend our group. In fairness, we defend it against negative stereotypes, prejudice, and more particularly, inequality. We defend the attributes that collectively become the representation of all we have become accustomed to.

But how do specific groups fall ‘victim’ of such disparities?

In order to understand racial tension and discrimination, we need to understand their origin.

Where something originates does not require digging up artefacts or history books. It sprouts from practiced pre-conditioned beliefs that we have allowed to ferment into potent attitudes.  

Whilst we may love variety many people lean toward conformity due to the belief that diversity causes disorder. We prefer to practice the same beliefs, traditions and social behaviors for consistency and structure. As a result, we frequently stick with those we have something in common with. Commonality feels safe – less trouble.  

It is the reason why so many cultures continue to encourage marriages within their own race and religion. They do not want someone from a different race coming in and mixing it all up. It is too much effort as many believe diversity welcomes unnecessary friction and trouble.

However, we cannot escape diversity and we too often fail to realize diversity is not the problem.

Diversity initiates expansion, propelling evolution. It is inevitable and necessary. Diversity inspires and elevates new ideas and creations. It is the infinite variety and contrast which broaden our perspective, energy and love.

The only disorders and adversities that exist are held within our mind. It is our perception and the opinions held toward that which is different (different from our own expressions and perceptions) that cause divide.

Our exposure to an infinite variety of thoughts, opinions, and perceptions we make dominant those which resemble closest to perception of self. How we interpret the world and how the world responds to us is always a reflection, an indication of our own beliefs.

While we generally believe that much of the initial ‘data’ and impressions collected surrounding racial division are based on someone’s external appearance; we are in fact analyzing and interpreting behavior.

Since we also typically mimic externally what is going on internally, how we look is a visual portrayal of how we feel about ourselves. Though obviously not always accurate, our appearance is the first and often only impression of what ‘type’, ‘group’ or ‘class’ we are.

Of course, there are physical features such as the color of our skin that remain out of our control and yet play a role in societal overall perception. However, behavior is far more impactful and significant than the color of someone’s skin.

But why are we so convinced that how someone looks is predominantly the reason for potential discrimination and inequality?

Opinion.

Having blue or brown eyes is merely a physical feature until we have an opinion about it. There are multiple ways in which our opinions merge. The two most common are how we view ourselves compared to others and how others view themselves compared to us. Both occur simultaneously. We form conclusions based on perceived positive and negative attributes and how they affect us.

What we believe about people with blue or brown eyes, how they behave and how we compare ourselves to them will become our experience.

The world will always reflect what we believe. Therefore, what we echo outwardly carves out our future experiences. We do this with everything in life. As observant, opinionated beings, we never stop analyzing and interpreting our surroundings. Hence, we are constantly profiling people. It is part of human nature as a protective mechanism. We rely on our senses and previous knowledge or experiences to alert us of specific behaviors and attributes that may be threatening. When there is something unfamiliar, we are instinctively observant of possible threats.

For the most part, we can go about our day without too much drama, anxiety, or suspicion but when something stands out, we pay closer attention. The things that negatively stand out are learned ‘red flags.’ They are the ‘facts’ we gather due to negative consistencies often exposed through media and personal experiences. We pool people because we only have a few seconds to decide if something is a threat.

We use our bodies to tell our stories and express our beliefs, joys, and struggles. And specific groups often even dress uniform according to their group’s message that purposefully display rebellion or attitude toward the world just as we mimic those we admire or aspire to be like.

If a man with pink hair was shown on media for robbing a gas station, it would just be a single man with pink hair. If another man with pink hair was involved in a similar act, it could be brushed off as coincidence, but suspicions would be raised. If more consistently, men with pink hair were acting in a violent manner, they become what we fear. Though not every man with pink hair would be aggressive, it becomes an attribute associated with fear and they would therefore not be treated without suspicion.

Due to this elevated uncertainty society would approach them with caution, and opportunities would not be as easily available. This would be considered discrimination. Of course, this is not the only form of discrimination, but as representations of our groups, we unfortunately affect the reputation of our whole group.

The many men with pink hair involved in crime would have tarnished the reputation of the whole group of men with pink hair. However, they also become a sub-group of men. We understand not all men are aggressive criminals, but we recognize those with pink hair as one.

However, if the men with pink hair were also predominantly Asian, it would become a racial matter. If this negative behavior becomes dominant enough that it causes consistent attention, conversation and warnings, the perception of the overall Asian population will be tarnished. Based on this perspective, unless it is an Asian man with a great resume, many companies would be apprehensive in hiring them. Instead, they would be more inclined to select someone they felt more comfortable and familiar with than Asian men with pink hair. This would be considered systemic racism.

Of course, this too is not the only form of systemic racism. We believe institutions and systems tend to reproduce themselves in ways that perpetuate the status quo and concerned that stereotypes may stifle social change. But are Asian restaurants who typically hire Asian staff due to their deep understanding of the food and culture, part of this systemic racism? Is ‘race’ the deciding factor or is it knowledge, familiarity, and security?

When terrorism around the world elevated people’s fear, ‘Muslim’ and ‘Middle Eastern’ were the attributes consistently brought to our attention. Unfortunately, due to this many concluded that all Muslims are terrorists. Or at the very least, it raised suspicion when encountering anyone with these characteristics. Naturally, suspicions and negative impression of Muslims inevitably led to an overall negative attitude and behavior toward them.

As habitual creatures, it is often difficult to unlearn what we learn. This particularly applies to perspective. We become very resistant to change because change brings unfamiliar territory. Anything unfamiliar elevates fear. Therefore, embracing something we have learned to fear or be cautious of is often a huge risk we believe is not worth taking.

Pit Bulls have been deemed aggressive and dangerous due to the nature of their breed. They were originally bred and used for bull baiting and dog fighting. Due to this, they have been known to attack other dogs and children. This affectionate, friendly, loyal breed was finally removed from the ring of serious injuries or death and into loving homes. Unfortunately, the public stigma against this breed has barely swayed. No matter how much ‘evidence’ we see of this breed being gentle, we continue to be nervous when in their presence.

Fortunately, time allows us to shift our perspectives when that which we fear more predominantly becomes what we appreciate.

So, does racism exist? Of course, it exists. It exists because many of us have fallen victim to racism or have heard other people’s stories and experiences of racism. It exists because we share it and talk about it to no exhaustion. It exists because we continue to peel the scab of old wounds, inferiorities and vulnerabilities. It exists because we continue to ‘educate’ fresh minds with past pollutants.

Does inequality exist? Yes, because we are consistently comparing ourselves as ‘better than’ or ‘worse than’ others and of course, judging others as better than or worse than ourselves. Hence, we treat everyone differently based on these interpretations.

Does judgement and discrimination exist? Yes, because we are insecurity bearing, observant and opinionated beings.

However, they are as feeble or dominant as we have allowed them to be in our lives. Not all who fall within the racial group deemed vulnerable feel victims of racism.

And if they are not all feeling victim or having similar racial inequality issues within the same group then wouldn’t that mean there is some instability with the allegation?

As an Australian with a European background, I was bullied and outcast throughout most of elementary school for being a ‘WOG’ (a racial Australian slur used to insult a ‘foreigner’ or ‘non-white’ person) and consistently told to ‘go back to my own country’. Yet, my cousins and close family friends within the same age group relished popularity. Despite being sandwiched between one neighbor whose parents were Lebanese and my other neighbors’ whose mother was Scottish and father, Maltese, I seemed to be the target of racial bullying from the ‘white Australian’ teenagers within our neighborhood.

While many within a group may feel discriminated against and are victims of racism, there are equally as many within the same group who feel in opposition to this.

Which begs the question, does racism exist due to the way we are perceived and are treated by others or is it how we perceive ourselves? What makes some people within the same group experience victimhood while others not?

When people feel empowered and inspired to fulfill their own dreams and desires, they no longer feel the need to blame the world for their struggles. Moreover, they do not feel the need for others’ validations, acceptance or approval. Their focus is on their vision and not what others think of them or what others are doing or not doing. They see obstacles as opportunities for growth and not the opportunity to blame the world for their disappointments.

People are motivated by those who elevate and uplift. We are inspired by focus, perseverance, confidence and victories. Race or skin color hold no credit or discredit to those who are connected and self-empowered other than the emphasis we place on them. In fact, it is the enthusiastic, passionate, optimists who exude gratitude and power that are the greatest influencers.

It is the reason why Oprah has developed her own empire far surpassing her ‘white’ competitors. Even as an African American woman who is viewed as an underprivileged minority did not halt her success, the fulfilment of her every dreams or her positive influence over others. In fact, her success has nothing to do with the color of her skin rather, the color of her spirit.

When we associate ourselves with the color of our skin instead of the person within, people will see the color of our skin and not the person within. We build our own empires around a subject and if that subject is race, then so shall we succumb to the experience of it. We own it, we make others aware of it, we speak of it daily, we think of it obsessively, we gather evidence and surround ourselves with it as the reminder of this truth we are living. It will always show up. It cannot be otherwise. All our senses adjust to collectively focus on the very subject, label or story our minds are focused on.

Unfortunately, we separate ourselves by the labels and titles we hold and by the groups we place ourselves into and then spend our lives gathering evidence of their existence and our beliefs surrounding them.

However, surely one who perceives himself favorably will reflect his achievements, success and quality of life. Surely one who pierces through life with great vigor, confidence, determination and lust for life holds more power than one who believes is victim to the opinions of others or others’ power over them.

The conflict lies not on how we are perceived by others, but how we perceive ourselves. We cannot be hurt or offended by something we do not already believe. Furthermore, it is not the responsibility of others to fix the negative perception we have of ourselves.

Which raises the question, are we victims of racism and inequality or hostages within the value we hold of others’ perceptions?

The ‘fight’ against racism is the fight against inequality. It is expecting the same respect, treatment, equal opportunity and quality of life as any other human being. No individual person or group should be discriminated against based on societal conditions, expectations or preferences.

Except you see, we are all a little hypocritical in our passionate stance to support the end of inequality because we do not always see everyone equally.

We judge, blame and ostracize an entire group based on the actions of a few. Even as we are supporting the rights of one group, we are often oblivious we are judging an entire other group for the actions of a few.

Making our neighbor’s parents responsible for the unjust way we felt our parents raised us or viewing all men as abusers or all women as cheaters for the way our previous partners may have acted is absurdly unfair.

Ironically, we are often fighting inequality with inequality. We demand kindness and fairness through hate and anger. And we insist on positive change through aggression and violence.

Nevertheless, protests are spreading the message for the right to be different, the right to be accepted and the right to equal quality of life. This fight has gone one for eons with many groups such as women or the LGBT community. And there continues to be the tug-o-war between opposing groups such as man vs women, Christian vs Muslim, gay vs straight, youth vs elderly, or even ‘normal’ vs mentally or physically impaired.

It is obvious discrimination, stereotyping, judgment and inequality are not specific to race. But how fair are we to groups outside of race? How fair are we when the odds are against our own groups?

If racism simply meant judging another due to their physical differences or difference of opinion, then we are all racists. There isn’t one of us who have not judged another based on something we did not understand, something we could not relate to or something we feared.

And we have all been judged, criticized or fallen victim to some sort of injustice ourselves. Yet, it would not hurt any more or any less being rejected for a position due to our race than it would if we were rejected for our gender. Inequality is inequality.

Unfortunately, due to our ‘group mentality’ we have become afraid to be kind because what if they are one of ‘those’? What if that homeless man is just a pathetic rich bastard or a drug addict? What if that group of Muslim men are terrorists? What if the man wearing a hoodie with his pants hanging down to his knees is dangerous? What if the group of bikers are outlaws? What if the gothic guy with a trench coat is a mentally disturbed killer?  What if the truck-driver is a rapist? What if the teenage boy with baseball cap and backpack is a thief?

As we observe our surroundings and gather information, not one of us would be feeling guilty for cautiously judging each situation we may be confronted with. Not one of us would be feeling guilty clutching our bags a little tighter, avoiding eye contact or choosing a different route to avoid potential threat. Not one of us would feel guilty profiling for our safety whether it has to do with the color of someone’s skin, the way they dressed or both.

And if you had not noticed, all scenarios included a man. Does that make me sexist? Is it not typical for a female to be feared? Not necessarily. She is not considered a large threat…yet. Whilst we may want to throw our ‘racist’ and ‘sexist’ tantrums, there are external appearance consistencies we naturally become aware of and respond in accordance with.

Unfortunately, we have come to an era where we are taught about all the fear and instability that exist in the world, what that fear ‘looks’ like and then judged for recognizing them.

There are many factors that continue to separate us beyond race. Physical size, age, gender, occupation, financial status, assets, success, and education are only the tip of our divisive attitudes and behaviors. And we see ourselves as above or beneath others based on these factors.

Children are miniature humans with minimal physical life experience therefore making them void of opinions about life. They are deemed naïve and vulnerable and adults waste no time attempting to stuff their minds with their perspectives of the world.  

Homeless fill our streets and parks and we either avoid them because we feel they are thieves and beneath us or use them to feel good about ourselves by throwing a few dollars their way.

Even our errors or ‘bad’ choices are not easily forgotten by society. Once our reputation has been smeared by these, it is hard to overcome or outlive the negative labels society places on us and even harder to gain back the right to be equally respected.

When we believe we are above others because we make ‘better’ choices or we believe we hold ‘better’ views and we are overall ‘better’ people, we do not treat others as kindly, fairly, respectfully or as equally as we would someone we felt was our equal.

Above all, our creatures of the planet are the prime example of human superiority. We decided their lives are not as important as ours and this is evident in the way we torture, kill, and market them. And of course, the smaller the animal, the less significant. In fact, there is no greater injustice and inequality than the way we treat our beasts of the planet.

Labels assist in guiding our behavior therefore, pets are viewed as domestic family members. Lucky for those we consider them as such because many others are regarded as ‘big game’ merely for hunters’ entertainment and of course the rest are duly part of the food cycle.

Somewhere along the line we chose the easiest to manipulate, mass produce and market – our farm animals. Not to mention the many rare animals killed for profit or recognition bringing many creatures to extinction.

And so long as this perspective is stored permanently somewhere in the landfill of our minds where like plastic, it remains in its perfect form for decades without decomposing, it remains part of what we consider ‘normal’ and ‘truth’. Furthermore, when what we do brings us some sort of satisfaction or glorification, we prefer to leave old habits and perspectives alone. And we will fiercely reject and resist anyone who wants to change our stagnant ways.

However, it is unfortunate we spend so much of our focus and energy on our labels and where we stand on a scale of better or worse that we forget who we are outside of them.

While we cast stones and demand to be accepted by others for what makes us uniquely different, the question is, do we? Because when we do, the opinion of others is insignificant. The opinion and behaviors of others only matter when we do not recognize our own greatness and make others responsible for pointing them out.

Inequality, discrimination, sexism, racism, homophobia etcetera will continue to exist among individuals. Yet, while we may have differing views of the world and our place in it, we generally live harmoniously.

When we are faced with difficulties, we come together. When a country is devastated by a natural disaster, we wrap and gift all our kindness, love and well wishes to those who are suffering. When we witness someone hurt on the road, we all flock to assist. All of us respond to someone in need, even if it is through prayer. In that moment nobody cares about race, sex, age, culture or about a person’s lifestyle choices. We react from our higher self – love. THIS is who we are. This is who we are ALL the time.

Party and place shape Americans’ views on discrimination.

And then there are politics and media. Politics and media are big business who continue to look out for their own agenda at the expense of people’s peace and lives. Unfortunately, mass division is only created through media and politics. It is a constant spewing of problems, destruction and instability. Whilst these may elevate our anxiety, what triggers our anger and hate is blame.

When we make mass groups responsible for the instability and destruction in the country, we turn against our fellow citizens. We are easily baited by the constant fear and chaos being spewed with powerful conviction and by the stringing together of isolated stories to portray cruelty, conflict and discord. And if we have ever raised our voices and fists against another group, then we are simultaneously initiating and inflating a problem whilst absent-mindedly becoming the perfect host for spreading hate.

However, media and politics are not the only sources to plant the seed of doom and exacerbate its growth with false accusations. Fear and hatred toward another group will continue to recycle as long as we keep it alive through what we call ‘education’.

Rehashing what was and continuously teaching generation after generation about the inequality and injustice to their group of people will only maintain their anger and resentment toward groups responsible for this injustice. More importantly, it is inadvertently disempowering them.

As we persist on teaching children about the history, injustice and fear; another individual will set off into the world carrying parts of history and through their new fresh eyes, they will notice the color of their skin.

Ultimately, racism is not an action it is a mindset. Terrorism is not an action it is a mindset. Sexism and homophobia are not actions, they are a mindset. It is a belief, perspective or opinion that makes us behave the way we do. Whilst we may engage in aggressive behavior and use verbal and physical force to destroy or ambush what we may feel threatened by, our fears will continue to preserve their place in our life experiences.

Provided we keep rage and hate active in our minds, they will continue to reproduce more of the things we strive to abolish – rage and hate. Provided we continue to believe we are victims, we will be the evidence of victimhood. Provided we continue to point blame at others for our life’s story and how we choose to live our present moment, then we would have given up our power.

Personal empowerment does not exist in others, it begins with our mindset. If we demand others to change so that we can feel better about ourselves and the world we live in, we will be waiting a lifetime. No one comes into this world vowing to fulfill others’ desires or soothe others’ fears.

In the end, it does not matter to which god we pray we all pray for a better world. It does not matter what political views we support we all want a better country. It does not matter how we express ourselves we all want to be loved and accepted. It does not matter what beliefs or opinions we hold; we all want to be heard and understood.

Therefore, be the change you seek. If equality and fairness is what you seek, be equal and not just with those you deem as your equal. If you seek kindness, then be kind and not just to those you believe deserve it. If you seek unity, then be united and just with those who fit the same category or narrative as you. If you seek to be heard, then hear others and not just those that agree with you. If you desire to be embraced for all that you are, embrace others for all that they are and not just those who look or think like you.

Be the best example of that which you seek.

Ultimately it does not matter what others are believing or doing, it matters what you are!

We are not the same. We are all individually different down to our DNA. We do not want or think the same things. We do not interpret things or behave in the same way. And we certainly do not believe in the same things. Unity is not about sameness. It is not about thinking, behaving or believing the same.

Unity is embracing difference. Embracing, respecting and appreciating everything that makes us uniquely different. Not just the color of our skin.

But let’s begin there.

And from a wise woman I once heard say, ‘Wake up and like you first before you check in with anybody else’.

What A Father Doesn’t Say

There is a special bond a father and daughter possess, whose hearts are bound through unspoken words that only a father and daughter can understand.

He is her backbone that holds her steady, strong and balanced. He is her stride that walks into unknown territory with confidence. He is her voice that speaks with honesty and integrity. He is her security that protects her from external harm. And he is her heart that fills her with unconditional love.

She knows she will never have to look over her shoulder to ensure his presence. She knows with absolute conviction that his loyalty, love and devotion will never waiver. And he knows that he will never view life the same again.

Her imprint on his heart will bind him to her forever.

When she crawls into his arms and falls asleep feeling sheltered within his embrace, he will anguish over keeping her safe and protected from an uncertain world.

When she places her hand in his unequivocally trusting her protector, he will walk with her and pave the way removing any obstructions or obstacles.

When she smiles at him acknowledging his fondness, he will do everything in his power to keep her smiling and be the reason for her joy.

And when she looks into his eyes eager for his affection, he will witness heaven beaming back right through his soul.

Together they make a great duo. She will bring out his gentler, softer side while he will awaken her inner strength and confidence.

He will always respect her space and her choices in life. At times he may even seem quiet or distant, but with just the call of the title he carries earnestly (dad); he is never more focused and attentive, ready to drop everything for whatever she may need.

And whilst he will worry about losing her to fun, friends and another man, she will consistently worry about losing him to the stars.

What my father didn’t say…

The relationship between my father and I would be best summarized as one of depth, humor and playfulness. It has always been and continues to be full of fun and laughs – often at the expense of my dear mother who would mostly take some light ‘making-fun-of’ quite graciously.

Yet between every joke or deep analytical discussion about life, our bond fused through unspoken words is one we can both attest to.

It is what he didn’t say that has echoed the loudest. It is what he doesn’t say that has taught me the grandest lessons and gifted me with the greatest blessings in life.

I would describe my father as a man of class and high standards. A man of loyalty, honesty and integrity. A high achiever and incredibly hard worker. A man with great humor and wit. A devoted, charming, incredibly giving, forgiving and loving human being.

One of my favorite and most loved souls.

My earliest memories of my beloved father are filled with fun. From piggy-back rides, card games, camping trips and Sunday picnics. Or secretly sneaking a chocolate snack out of the cupboard before dinner against my mother’s wishes.

My father was the gift barer. Almost every day after work his duffle bag would contain some sort of treat or exciting toy. I vividly remember running open-armed toward him knowing he was just as excited to see me as I was to see him.

And that spot right between his rib cage and hips became my permanent seat in the house when he’d lay on the sofa watching television. …. until I outgrew it.

While there were many things I had outgrown, my understanding of his unspoken words strengthened. And overtime, I have uncovered the hidden messages through his eyes, smile, affection and actions.

Though he does not say, I have no doubt he has laid in bed awake countless nights deliberating the fastest route to resolve any of my fears and problems or worrying about those he cannot. I know prolonged silence means he is lost in deep thought trying to find a way to erase any difficulties.

However, though he does not say, I also know without hesitation, my father would move mountains, part the seas and smooth out any creases to assure my life remains calm and uncomplicated.

As a child, I have swum in many oceans and lakes alongside my father. In order to reach the calmest waters, we would first have to swim through the most turbulent. I grew in confidence as he would show me how to glide with a wave or dive through it so not to get caught in the break.

I loved impressing him. I trusted him completely and we would swim for what seemed like miles from shore much to my mother’s apprehension. He would tell me to grab onto his shoulder if I needed a rest and I would gently hang on as if holding onto a dolphin’s fin while gliding through the water. When he thought we were far enough, we would float for a moment enjoying the peace and tranquility as though he were taking me away from all the noise and distractions before swimming back to shore.

This is our father/daughter story.

He has been there every stride through the most turbulent times in my life. When it has felt as though a wave would come crashing down, he finds the path, guides and encourages me to move through it and together we overcome my obstacles. When I have tired, he is there for me to lean on his shoulder as he continues to carry me further away from trouble and distractions. And when I have rested and the trouble has calmed, we head back and ride the wave to shore.  

Though he does not miss an opportunity to tell me he loves me, it is what he doesn’t say that has been felt deeply. It is what he did not say that has been engraved in my heart’s memory.

Like invariably requesting to dance with me at every wedding we attended. Though he did not say, I knew by the way he held me and smiled throughout our dance with his cheek resting against my head, he was saying, ‘I got you. I will be here to dance with you till you find your guy’.

Or when I would at times indulge in a few extra drinks during celebratory events as an excuse to relieve some of my self-pity. Even as my mother discouraged me from helping myself to a second glass of wine, my father would hush her, pour me another glass, pat me on the back and cheers with me. Though he didn’t say, I knew he was encouraging me to let go of any angst. A sort of gentle reminder not to worry because he was there. And just like that, together we would be joking, laughing and dancing my sorrows away.

Walking me down the aisle was a different kind of affair. Though he would not say, I witnessed the struggle to swallow his tears by avoiding my eyes and barely being able to utter the word ‘congratulations’. I witnessed his shoulders jolt as he sobbed in my husband’s arms at the altar. I knew he was happy about my choice as he could see the deep love this man had for his daughter.

Though he would not say, I knew he was going to miss my presence, my company and our friendship. He was giving up his position and purpose in life to another man by handing over the baton with hopes he would equally protect, love and cherish me.

Except you see, no matter how old we become or where our lives lead us, the bond between a father and daughter only grows deeper and stronger. Whilst he does not lose an opportunity to hug, kiss, pat me on the back, squeeze my hand or gently pinch my cheek, I never lose an opportunity to receive it.

My father is my safety, security, stability, calm and shelter.

He has championed my successes, contributed immensely to fulfil many of my dreams and continues to encourage and elevate me.

However, as he ages, he realizes his strength is not what it used to be. And though he doesn’t say it, he worries. And I know when he looks at me, his eyes are a little dimmer and his smile shorter.

And though he still tenderly pinches my cheek, I know the message is no longer one of encouragement or pride but one of apology. Apology as he comes to the daunting realization that when he vowed to be my protector and defender the day I was born, he will not be able to fulfill that for the rest of my life.

He does not say it, I know he cries more often now than he has ever cried in his life. I know he wishes he could be more and do more to set me up in a fairytale where I remain happy, healthy and far from harm eternally.

Except you see, a daughter will always need her father’s love and devotion no matter the fairytale life. And I know I am the reason for his strength. I know, because of me, he will never surrender to life’s challenges.

Nevertheless, as we grow older together, what he may not know; through his guidance, I have learned the skills and have the tools to overcome obstacles and reach the calm waters.

Though he may not know it, I will protect him till his last strength as he has protected me and continues to be my protector. I will walk with him till his final steps clearing his path of obstructions as he has continued to do so throughout my life. I will swim alongside him until his last stroke and allow him to rest on my shoulder.

And I will love, cherish and honor him eternally as I too will leave this earth with his imprint on my heart.

I am a product of my father. And through his unspoken words I have known of an extraordinary love.

Calling him dad has never been a greater privilege.

‘I am not ashamed to say that no man I ever met was my father’s equal, and I never loved any other man as much’. Hedy Lamarr

The Power of Influence.

Breaking News: “If you could focus your attention upon the idea of experiencing physical well-being with as much passion as you focus upon the absence of it, not only would your recovery come quickly, but maintaining your physical well-being and balance would also be easy” Abraham Hicks.

Growing up, my father encouraged me to listen to the news and read the newspaper. Reading the newspaper was a sign of intelligence. Like many parents who prefer to see their children invested in a little more education and productivity, my father hoped my brother and I would show a little more interest in what was going on around the world. Though I wanted to please him, picking up a newspaper to read all about the world’s troubles was hardly the joyous activity I could even pretend to do.

Fortunately, the older I became, the more I continued to avoid the news. In fact, my father’s obsessive addiction to the news was becoming taxing on all of us. Every evening was at least a three-hour news fest as he flipped from the ending of one news channel to view the beginning of another’s broadcast.

And he isn’t alone in this. Which begs the question, what makes so many of us addicted to the news?

Providing an analysis on current world events has always been the primary objective of news broadcasters. The 20th century’s digital rise increased access to the news by allowing information to reach further and faster than ever before. But why are we so hooked?

Growing up, the importance of ‘knowing’ was highly stressed. But why? Would knowing about current events help our life? Would not knowing hinder it?

We strive to have the best quality of life, and we are often willing to defend ourselves and our loved ones against anything that compromises this.

Therefore, a smart man is a well-informed man, and a well-informed man is also a well-prepared man.  And where better to gather such important information than through media. Media is not just a source of information we emphatically consume but a source of information we trust. However, whose story, data, opinion or beliefs are we trusting in?

What we do not know is that much of the ‘information’ media provides undermines our physical and mental health. In fact, they prey on anxieties. Media plays not only the largest role but holds one of the most predominant platforms for inducing rage, worry, anxiety, terror, doubt and division.

And what draws us toward this negativity?

Fear, along with an already underlying negative attitude.

We wake up with fear and go to bed with fear. We fear the uncertainty of the future. We fear unwanted, negative pasts will repeat or become too big to handle. And, our present is barely a state we live in.

Fear is disempowerment and disconnection. It comes from a sense of vulnerability which makes us feel susceptible to dangers. And of course, once we expect it, we prepare for it and so it must be.

However, fear is also big business. What better way for a country, company or leader to gain our attention than to bait us with worrisome stories and persuade us that they have the information, answers and solutions we need to overcome them. In order to do so, first, they must disempower us through fear.

Religions follow this rule implicitly by establishing the fear of god and his wrath on judgment day in order to continue to urge new generations to attend places of worship.

Politicians do this by pointing out everything that is apparently falling apart within the country as they attempt to convince us on how THEY are the source to save us from future catastrophes.

Media’s success heavily relies on presenting exaggerated stories to increase satisfaction and ratings. Failing to be up-to-date on stories and details makes us believe we are vulnerable to them. Therefore, media’s deliverance of such crucial information maintains our loyalty.

Even those who have been in abusive relationships understand how convincing their abuser can be that their world will crumble without them.

All other companies who have an idea, product or service to sell will use every other misleading psychological ploy to convert us into loyal benefactors. Though it will not be based on fear, they certainly maintain the ‘I have a better solution to an underlying problem’ attitude. Whether the cereal we eat has less sugar therefore a healthier option or the car we drive has better suspension or even the burger we bought for lunch is a better deal than their competitor; there is always a method implemented to divert attention by making something sound exciting yet rooted in necessity.

Let’s face it, there are strategies in place that lend to psychologically fool and re-direct us from our truth into one that benefits the outcome of another.

Messages are portrayed and surround us everywhere through clever and obvious images, witty captions, silly slogans, repetitive jingles, interesting idioms, catchy phrases; you name it marketing is everywhere. In short, marketing is a tool used to capture our attention. Our exposure to it is non-stop. From the moment we turn on our television or radio, power on our laptops, I-pads, smart phones, every product on the shelf in the grocery store, the billboards, signs and images we come across; our mind is being persuaded, guided, influenced, re-directed and in some sense, manipulated.

Messages are being embedded into our subconscious through repetition to create familiarity so that our minds become accustomed to the messages that ultimately become the norm. They influence us by getting into our subconscious through sensory stimulation and repetition of word, sound, image or color.

Coupled with media sensationalism and we have the perfect mix for creating collective consciousness; a way of life that has us completely oblivious of their influence over us.

Alas, we have reached a time/era where we have learned to become thirsty for drama and are continuously exposed to this negative culture that warps our perception with fears, anxiety and worries of the world. Our expectations consequently become the equivalent of these fear-driven thoughts.

Fear of war, disease, climate change, natural disasters, financial doom or terrorism are but a few on our list of worry-based conundrums. The news is filled with so much negativity and apprehension that it breeds paranoia. An attractive caption or heading is short yet cleverly saturated with insinuations and sense of urgency that are deliberately injected to have one believe there is something one needs to be promptly informed about.

Fear invariably begins with a stressful stimulus. We know it’s the shock factor that hooks us therefore, there is always something generated to ignite arousal.  It’s no secret reality shows are producing more spectacles, journalists exploit tragic events, news coverage magnify relational issues and are the catalyst to strategically embedding innuendos. However, this constant fear feeding frenzy and abnormal levels of stress and anxiety can become chronic and debilitating; limiting a person’s ability for success and joy of life.

Media stimulates thought in great detail and when they do, we experience the emotion to it. It influences how we behave, communicate, respond, what we expect, believe, and ultimately how we perceive ourselves, others and the world we live in.

Media are capable of excessively dramatizing and discussing a situation to no exhaustion; impacting and influencing our thoughts and beliefs dramatically. They rehash past events that once caused panic, anger or despair; repetitively discuss these issues by strategically linking them to current events and successfully building on this notion of unresolved issues. Our attention maintains and preserves their seat in our lives, minds and in our homes.

Ironically, we become the stories and breaking news media report on. One single event manipulated, molded and delivered to us with an underlying artificial lingering race issue and off we go in rage and protests about racism – delivering much heartier news coverage they can now dig their fangs deeper into. Media often perpetuate a myth or dramatically inflate a current situation which makes people respond in panic.

Moreover, modern communication is not only capable of spreading the word of fear exponentially but, it also allows us to have more intimate experiences with threats. We learn to question and doubt the things that most serve us and accept those things that don’t serve us without question. We have become so well-rehearsed and programmed into observing these negatives that we sadly call it our ‘reality’.

This is not to reduce the importance of current events. It isn’t about who is corrupting our minds nor is it reducing people to extreme naivety. We are not puppets on a string being played by our governing bodies and manipulated by the media. They hold no power or control over us other than the power and control we allow.

It is also not about blame or how terrible the world has become. In fact, the world is a beautiful, most extraordinary place to be and technology has allowed us to thrive, share and expand in ways previously unimaginable.

However, how we perceive risk and what causes us to overreact to extreme events heavily relies on the messenger, or better yet, influencer. The longer and louder a thought or belief lingers, the more likely others will eventually adopt it into their lives.

It only requires the persuasion of a few to attract the masses because our main attraction is each other.

We become accustomed to searching for these fear-induced negatives in our daily lives that our focus and attention to them only amplifies and exaggerates them into our experience. We are like waves in the ocean; once decided on the perspective of the world, we flow and move in the same direction together. We do this because we are energy beings and ‘like attracts like’.

What is more likely to follow when majority of people are sharing a fear with the same energy flow, the same emotional intensity, sharing the same thoughts and beliefs and focused intensely on the same future projected outcomes? An inevitable pandemic.

There are multiple new viruses and diseases around the world that take the lives of thousands of people each year. We have become less attentive to threats more likely to harm such as the flu. Thus far, 14,000 people have died and 250,000 hospitalized during the 2019-2020 flu season in the US according to preliminary estimates from the CDC. They also estimate at least 12,000 Americans will die from the flu in any given year.

Fun fact: did you know that the common cold can be caused by more than 200 different viruses?

Not only do novel, exotic threats such as the coronavirus raise anxiety than familiar threats because they are novel but also because of our fixation on body counts. Since many are familiar with the flu, have overcome it or know of someone who has overcome the flu; becoming infected with the flu is not as feared. Additionally, when statistics of risk portray the seriousness of something, it heightens anxiety.

However, what separates the current virus to any other virus is our tracking of it. It has been placed on a map and we are seeing the world-wide spread of this virus rendering it aggressive.

In a modern world with several transport alternatives and frequent travelers; numerous viruses, bacteria and illnesses are carried and spread all over the world every day without our knowledge of them. We are constantly in contact with people the moment we walk out the door exposing us to a plethora of viruses we are unaware of. And when we come down with a cold or flu, we would never know the source, the strand or even ‘seriousness’ of it. We merely do our best to recover. And for the most part, we do. Unless of course we have been provided with a label or diagnosis for our illness to which we often feel compelled to grip tightly onto and make it part of who we are.

Certainly, it would be fair to acknowledge that it is ‘better to be safe than sorry’ in which case it would also be better to over than under react to a situation. But wouldn’t overreactions just keep us indefinitely stuck in chaos and overdrive? And, with our genius imaginations, do we not believe we could imagine an infinite array of high anxiety scenarios to keep us captive in fear for a lifetime?

What makes fear more predominant, concrete and superior to joy and well-being? Have we not created enough evidence of joy to claim its presence in our life?

There is an even greater pandemic than the birth of a new virus and it is FEAR.

Fear is a potent and highly contagious virus embedded in our minds spread by word alone; indefinitely affecting people’s joy and quality of life. There is no cure or vaccine for fear. Symptoms and behaviors vary. And it can be equally deadly. In fact, as deadly as 129 Americans dying by suicide each day. Fear too has many ‘strands’ and one of them is hopelessness. When we are locked in fear and our quality of life is compromised for long periods of time, our joy and lust for life shuts down.

Unfortunately, we do not know what to do with depression and suicide. We deem it as a selfish act and feel victim of such ‘self-centered’ behavior as if it is the responsibility of those stuck in depression to soothe the rest of us who do not know what to do. Though it is easier to judge what we do not understand, we are all ‘contaminated’ with the same ‘virus’ – the voice of negativity. When focused upon long enough, it not only multiplies, it consumes our every thought, changes our perspective, behavior and ultimately our reality.

Napoleon Hill accurately explains that “Fear is nothing more than a state of mind”. Frankly, curation of anything is our thought to it and when we are collectively fearfully thinking, speaking and behaving similarly surrounding a topic, it becomes a pandemic.

We give it a name, an identity and ultimately life form with its own purpose and destructive characteristics. That which we hold intensely as the object of our attention is magnified. And when we see the evidence of it through other people’s stories and experiences and more particularly our own, it not only becomes part of our reality; it becomes our truth.  

Every person on this planet is like an individual cell to a larger worldly body similarly to the multiple human cells that make up our physical body. Like a virus, fear cannot survive without a host. They are both incapable of independently reproducing. Fear cannot thrive in optimism. And, depending on how positive or ‘immune’ we are to negative attitudes or situations, fear cannot spread. It remains isolated within the carrier.

In a similar manner to a virus, humans search for their next host to influence for the same reason we procreate – to maintain our survival. We understand the more people we convince of our beliefs; the stronger, more believable and therefore, more ‘real’ they become. Otherwise, we become societal outcasts holding onto our ‘forsaken’ signs on the side of the road. We crave to be noticed and understand if we are not influencing someone, we are being influenced. The problem is when what we are influencing or being influenced by is attracting and infecting each other with fear.

The more people adopt this fear, the faster we are ultimately bringing each other down.

A weak immune system is of great advantage to a virus as a weak mind is to a negative predator.

Therefore, it is highly important to quiet the noise outside in order to strengthen the communication within.

Here’s the upside. Viruses are not our foe. In fact, there is an evolutionary benefit to them. Our immune system learns by exposure and viruses educate. Our cells recognize these foreign intruders and become immune to them by preventing replication – hence making us stronger.  

As Lynn Margulis (an evolutionary theorist and biologist) once said, “Viruses spread genes among bacteria and humans and other cells, as they always have….we ultimately are our viruses”. She also stated that, “Life did not take over the world by combat, but by networking”. Unfortunately, our combative attitudes in life have gone on for eons. We seem to always be at war with something or someone as if eradicating a perceived threat paves the way for a safer more predictable future.

Furthermore, science literature claims the human body is thought to be composed of 10 times more microbial cells – which include 100 trillion bacterial cells – than an adult human which typically has around 10 trillion human cells; yet all play a vital role in human health. In other words, microbial and bacterial cells outnumber our own cells.

It is not about what is going on around us, rather what is going on within us that matters.

And it isn’t a virus that weakens our immunity or kills us rather an already weakened immune system and mind. Chronic stress, fear and worry are major violators to a weakened immune system. Of course, bad habits, unhealthy diet, lack of sleep and exercise or simply partying too hard will also compromise the strength of our immunity.

However, our cells primarily respond to our thoughts. Therefore, chronic stress produces toxins which are released in our body killing off our defense soldiers and weakening our boarders to potential threats.

Prevention is always the best cure, but it is not locking ourselves up in our homes. In the manner and for the same purpose we wash our hands – we also need to cleanse our minds. In fact, the greatest defense is a strong, positive mind and energy. Physically avoiding sick people is only the minor action taken. The most powerful practice is maintaining focus on well-being, joy, love and appreciation. It is knowing that all is well.

When we feel empowered, we have something positive to offer, not destroy. A healthy mind certainly does not dwell in fear and fear cannot thrive in positivity and optimism.

There is a way to positively affect and influence each other. Resources for well-being are endless. The most powerful resource begins with self. Knowing and believing in our own strength and immunity rather than exclusively accepting vulnerabilities. Elevating each other with words of joy and encouragement rather than spewing the same harmful, negative sewerage echoing from our televisions.

Life does not just happen – we are life. Circumstances and events do not just come out of the woodwork and throw themselves upon us. We are the creators of these fantastic tales; the good, the bad, the ugly, the crazy and the scary. The stories that present themselves in our experience are not beyond our imagination, they emerge from our wildest fantasies or paralyzing fears.

The world is abundant in kindness, generosity, compassion, health and wealth. Imagine what our actions, behaviors and attitudes would be like if media solely reported on positive stories. Imagine it was flooded with a different kind of narrative. Imagine how it would change our world view, mental health and overall well-being. We are much wiser, stronger and more resilient than we are led to believe,

First and foremost, we are pure, positive, pulsating energy. Our force, power and well-being are underestimated. There is no limit to what we can create, attract or overcome.

Harmony and balance are our natural state of being.

When fear is released, so too do all negative stories dissolve and the current state of our reality will change to match our ‘state of mind’.

Until we flip the channel…

What’s Love Got To Do With It?

Someone captures your attention. Maybe it was their charm that enchanted you or their warm, smiley eyes that seduced you. Maybe it was their brimming confidence or the way they made you laugh. Something appealed to your sensors and as your focus upon them intensifies so too does your passion for them. The shared interest between you deepens and your zealous attraction elevates this mutual curiosity. It is not long before you are out on a few dates, sharing stories and kisses, talking and texting on the phone for hours and then … WHAM! There’s love!

You feel light, free, and invincible. You are filled with so much joy and lust for life; you may as well be in a musical where the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and you are skipping through a flowery meadow. And you do not even really like flowers or skipping or even musicals but heck, the way this love has you all wrapped up in mush, Julia Andrews (AKA Maria) from the ‘Sound of Music’ could not rival your joyous performance.

You are giddy and giggly. You are allowing people in your lane during peak hour traffic. You are talking to strangers, polite to your crabby manager and even catch yourself smiling for no reason…who is this person?

When love comes bursting through our hearts, it is like a wave of magic and splendor. It brings about an elevated and vivacious, youthful self. We become playful, frisky, and confident. The stuff that makes life gratifying.

Everything feels new and exciting. We become so consumed with this explosion of love, we can barely maintain the general functions of our daily life such as eating and sleeping.

Falling in love not only elevates our heart rate it can often increase sensitivity. New love is like a shot of tequila. It packs punch, but it is not too long before it begins to affect and tamper with our mood, behavior, and emotions – converting our brimming confidence into insecurity.

This feeling of vulnerability and transparency can feel rather nerve-racking. We have been programmed to protect, shield, and keep our authenticity hidden from a world we believe is not so kind or embracing. Allowing another person into our personal space, exposing our truth and trusting our inner being will not be vandalized can be frightening.

But they have seen us through the façade, the personality we use to cover up with and through our erratic behavior. They noticed our glow through our veil of armor. They have witnessed our inner brilliance that is perfectly embossed in their eyes and so decide they have warranted the gift of us.  

We love being seen because we yearn to express and live the truth of that which we are. And we enjoy being embraced for who we are because we too want to revel in our own magnificence.

When individual qualities are injected with positive attention, it unlocks a host of euphoric feelings. And this can be quite addicting.

Like an addict, craving more of this high-flying feeling can turn our desire to be seen with the same curiously piercing eyes and exclusivity into an obsessive need.

We often rely heavily on being the object of someone’s attention because if the attention is drawn away or begins to shift, we fear our existence will become a little dimmer. A little less important. A little less noticed.

Feeling appreciated makes us feel worthy and brings our best qualities to life. The more we are adored, the quieter our inner criticisms and judgements become, away from the usual negative mind chatter and societal pressures.

Often it is not our knight-in-shining-armor we fall in love with. It is ourselves we are elated to see through the reflection in their eyes, through their touch and lust for us, and through their echoing expressions of adoration. We hang tight onto every positive word, flattery, praise, and compliment as if our souls depend on it.

However, we misguidedly give a little too much responsibility, power, and control of how we feel and view ourselves to someone else. We obliviously carry this belief that only certain people have the capacity of unlocking the door to our higher selves or sealing it shut.

Except, when we rely on others to be noticed, accepted, appreciated, admired, and loved by; we are pocketing and limiting the love available to us. Becoming reliant on anything or anyone outside of us is disempowering.

Love is commonly misinterpreted as being hurtful. We believe it can only be ignited or granted to us by another. So, when ‘love’ diverts its attention elsewhere, the pain can be rather intense.

However, it is not love that hurts, it is the absence of love that can feel deeply wounding. More importantly, it is not the absence of those who were once committed to loving us, rather the disconnection from self and love for self we feel a loss of.

That’s right, self-love. That thing we define as self-involved, conceited, and narcissistic while waving our ‘pro-me’ signs above our heads.

We can love many experiences, people, places, and objects but the source of love and where it emanates from is overlooked and often neglected.

So, what’s self-love got to do with it? Well, it has a lot to do with it and it is more than a ‘sweet old-fashioned notion or a second-hand emotion’.

Unfortunately, behind every lover of self, there is someone rolling their eyes or checking out of a conversation. The moment people display confidence or express self-pride and love, we tune out and throw up a little in our mouths. We call these people cocky and stuck up.

The more one tends to exhibit self-love qualities such as taking pride in personal achievements or expressing gratitude for joys and blessings, the more one appears selfish and is dubbed as having a superior attitude.  

We prefer the ‘humble’ kind; those who do not flaunt their successes, gains, pride, or love of self. Yet, we are wide-eyed and open-eared with enthusiasm to receive one’s declarations of suffering, doubt, failures, fears, and insecurities. Somehow, their vulnerability makes them more ‘human’ … or maybe just more like us.   

Unfortunately, we also frequently open the gates and our own ears to all spirit crushing negative internal dialogues yet are quick to dismiss and ignore our inner radiance. Oddly, it seems taboo to love oneself as if restricted by social customs.

Though ‘love’ is more than a romantic sentiment, ‘To love oneself is a life-long romance’ is a perfect expression made by Oscar Wilde.

Self-love is not a destination, it is a continued marriage between you and you and requires more attention, love, and care than any other relationship. Caring about your happiness is essential to your well-being. You are the center of the Universe. You are at the heart of all that you attract into your life experience and the source of that which pulsates from you.

Love is much grander than an emotion aroused by someone or something. This popular four-letter word often used as a verb or expression is the emotional energy that threads and connects all of life. We know what it looks and feels like. We even recognize it in our animal kingdom.  

We understand the joy, light, depth, and strength of love because we feel it and connect with it through our experiences. Like when we hold our baby for the first time, nature takes our breath away, we conquer a dream, risk our lives to help another or when our pets simply lay their fury little heads on our laps. But it is not the events, people, places, or things that induce this powerful elevation of joy. It is our connection and receptivity to love.

Love is pure and it is easier to connect with that which is uninfluenced. Though everything comes from pure, positive energy, we are the only species who lose ourselves in our imagined conditional and programmed beliefs.

We love our families because they are extensions of us and so have an automatic sense of responsibility to love and protect. We love our partners for what they add to or offer us individually that enhance our inner being. We love our friendships who gift us with the freedom to be transparent without judgment. And we love our fur-babies simply for their pure presence and constant joy.

But how often do we love outside of our family, friends, and beasts?

Relationships teach us about compassion, understanding, forgiveness, appreciation, and acceptance. However, it becomes difficult to practice this same love with that which we have no history or connection with.

But are personal experiences and connections required for love to surge beyond our inner circle?

Well, dependent upon our perspective and belief, the answer is yes. We have practiced conditional love for so long, we are not only loving within boundaries, we are searching for it in all the wrong places.

Self-love is quite contrary to this belief. I am not talking about self-love that extends from vanity for vanity itself proceeds from insecurity. It does not thrive on unhealthy competition. It is not fixated on physique or aesthetic appeal. It does not care to flaunt material or financial success. It is not contingent upon anything in order to thrive and it does not rely on external fulfilment or give and take practices.

Self-love knows it is beyond the body and the mind.

Self-love is unity with self. But it is also unity with all things because the self knows it is not separate from anything, rather part of the larger ‘love’. It is seeing with our hearts, with our inner being than through manipulated eyes and heavily influenced, warped, programmed minds.

Self- love is not a competition, yet we treat it this way. It is only our obsessive and compulsive need to compare ourselves to others which causes the eroding of self-love.

Children, nature and the creatures of our planet exude this presence, connectivity, and purity. When we allow ourselves to unite with this brilliant energy, it can envelope and overwhelm us. We feel its power, intensity, and divinity.

Those with a strong self-love know that love is in all things and it is just the resistance to it or disconnection from it that looks distorted externally. It will look and feel like depression, confusion, disrespect, manipulation, anger, anxiety, or jealousy. It may come in the form of an abuser, addict, thief, liar, cheater, and even murderer. But love does not care to join those in disconnection. Love is love and remains connected and it is because of love that we are infinitely summoned to unite with it.

We believe love is felt when it has been stimulated by someone or something. However, the profound love we feel is us; individually and collectively. Love is the energy of self and when we stand powerfully in our own love, we recognize the strength and majesty in all living things.

When you disconnect from the love that you are, the disconnect will become more visible to you everywhere. When you connect with the infinite love that is you, the connection will become more visible to you everywhere. And so too will your experiences become the perfect equivalent of that which you allow and become.

If you have ever wondered who you really are, you are that person when you fall in love, when you are holding your baby for the first time, when you are playing with your puppy, sharing a laugh with a friend, appreciating the sun on your face, smiling at a stranger, creating a new piece of music or artwork, dancing in your living room or singing to your favorite song . At your purest, you are not thinking, analyzing or gathering opinions; you are simply being present, and connected with the infinite love that is you.

Love at its core is acceptance. It is acceptance and allowance of all things. It is unity and all-inclusiveness.

Love is everywhere. It is the make-up of all of life on Earth. You are surrounded by infinite love. You ARE infinite love. There is never a shortage. Feeling shortage means you have detached yourself from the source of love that is you, within you and surrounding you.

The greatest, most joyous perspective comes from love. Only love is able to witness the purity, power and beauty in all living things. Only love is able to hear beyond words and see beyond actions. Only love is able to uplift, inspire and empower.

Know your own love. There is an infinite supply.

And when the feeling of joy rises within you powerfully washing over your skin with chills, radiating throughout your body with electric pulses and bringing tears of deep gratitude to your eyes – know that love has something to do with it.

Work Hard or Dream Better?

Work hard or dream better? Well, we know which we would prefer to be doing. Unfortunately, we believe not only are dreams not possible without hard work but, ‘If we are not willing to work hard, then we are left dreaming’.

We do both well though one of them is generally not by choice.

Dreams are easy. Not the kind that take their own course during our unconscious, sleep state. Rather, the stories we deliberately tell through the convenient power of our imagination.

Dreams are inflated thoughts. They are images not yet present to our senses. But they want to be. We could be sitting on our sofa and yet be swimming in the turquoise blue lagoon waters of Bora Bora, driving our black on black Porsche or enjoying financial abundance. However, sitting on our sofa is not going to get us any closer to these fantastic fantasies unless we get up and get working for them.

Though they are fantasy they also fall heavily on our hopes and aspirations. And in order to have or do the things we want we are well-aware we must work hard for them. Or do we?

Regardless of how diverse our goals, desires and dreams are, we can agree it is the achievement of them that establishes success.

Moreover, most of us accept and conclude the only route toward success is through hard work. We equate success with struggle and believe our accomplishments and successes are heavily drenched in our blood, sweat and tears.

It would seem logical an action-based physical world would require action for any sort of manifestation or victory. Obviously, success cannot fall into our laps simply by lounging on the sofa dreaming of success.

The extra weight is not going to burn off by looking at photos of slimmer looking people. That trip to Europe is not going to magically appear by sifting through travel YouTube videos and that cake we have been craving is not going to get baked by researching recipes on Pinterest. We need to work for what we want. And the ‘bigger’ the dream, the harder we will need to work at it.

“You get what you work for, not what you wish for” by Daniel Milstein is also a view held by the majority. We have been conditioned into this belief since childhood. The index finger shaking at us with assertion reminding us that ‘nothing is for free, money does not grow on trees, bills do not get paid on their own and our grand dreams are unrealistic fantasies without hard work’ haunts our every action.

We want things to be simpler, but we are too often reminded that being a Warrior is the only way to success and happiness through the echoing voices of our parents, family, and friends.

It all just seems like too much effort.

We can accept that through physical action and choices we control the direction of our experiences and only those who are willing enough to contend with adversaries or opposing force and push through with perseverance will fulfill their dreams. Only those who are willing enough to crawl through the mud of their fears, climb the tall concrete walls of their obstructions, swing on the ropes of risk and speculation, withstand being beaten and battered over a long period of time and plough through like Warriors will qualify for the attainment of their fantasies.

This whole idea about optimistic thinking and dreaming our way to our desires is laughable. However, we also understand or at least carry the belief that successful Warriors are minorities. Surely there must be another way to fulfill our desires without having to put ourselves through the mill and extract every drop of sweat, blood and tear in trade for some happiness.

We are cautious about expressing desire for an easier route to our dreams as it is suggestive of a free pass and makes us sound lazy. We want the dramatic, awe inspiring story of victor but it just seems too arduous and exhausting to get there and we are not all built like these Warriors.

We know that Warriors despise ‘lazy’ people who want something for nothing. Warriors wear their struggles like a badge of honor and no Warrior wants to know that there was a short cut to their destination. This reputation of strength and overcoming cannot be swiftly smeared by someone who outsmarted them with mere optimism. They will not stand for it. They know that a true Warrior is one that crosses the finish line with great vigor, dignity, perseverance and courage and deserve the respect this title holds. They refuse to let their efforts be tarnished with this new-age nonsense. They refuse to credit or even acknowledge anyone whose successes, gains, and triumphs were instant and effortless.

We fault what comes easy. In fact, we reject and criticize it, particularly those among us who continue to have it ‘easy’. This group typically carry an ‘everything works out for me’ attitude that can be inexplicably annoying to hard workers. They are the minority group we gossip about because we feel it is unfair the ‘hard work’ rule does not apply to them while others are saturated in suffering. It brings up feelings of bitterness and resentment. And the more we recognize our own struggles the more cheated and resentful we feel toward those who did not struggle to have what we dream of. After all, what makes them so special?

Clearly, someone is doing the hard work for them. We are convinced they are either a product of privilege or they are involved in illegal affairs and deemed as lucky and underserving.

Nevertheless, we get it. We understand the need to study hard and work hard for a better life. A life of happiness, fulfillment and abundance. And we believe this wholeheartedly.

Except, we study hard and work hard and while some may have that break-through of success, majority of us are left working hard for what seems like the rest of our lives never quite reaching that dream or pinnacle of success.

Through our attempt to make sense of our fruitless misfortunes, we interpret it as if it were not written in our cards. We believe we were not one of the chosen few, accept this as part of a pre-scripted journey and bitterly place ourselves in the average pile along with the rest of the hapless victims.

Subsequently, we decide to change our goals, minimize our dreams and re-define our perspective of success until some new, manageable and undemanding way arises. Except, surrendering and agreeing to a mediocre life knowing that our beloved dream is not going to simply disappear or dissipate weighs heavier on our heart because it continues to demand our attention.

Many of us, if not most, succumb to the falsified realization that it just will not or cannot happen for us and trade in our dreams for something a little more ‘realistic’. Something that is a little more in our reach. Something that is quicker achievable, even if left feeling unsatisfied. We accept our current reality, admit we were not one of the lucky few born with Warrior strength, get our head out of the clouds and focus on what we pathetically can do in the meantime.

If our philosophy of success is hard work, why are we disheartened with the grueling face of reality, discouraged with the illimitable effort toward a hollow abyss whilst many of our dreams end up decomposing in landfills along with our hopes and optimism?

Did we not work hard enough? Are we mostly dreamers? Maybe it has to do with luck and chance. After all, not all artists and writers can be famous. Not all businesses can blossom or thrive, not all can be blissfully in love and not everyone can be rich.

Or so we believe.

So, what separates those who do and those who do not fulfill their dreams? This leaves us with more questions than answers for not all have worked hard to fulfil their dreams and not all hard workers have reached them.  

And what defines hard work? Is it the amount of time spent pursuing the dream, the number of obstacles overcome or is it the combination of both, that earns our title of bravery? How much time is acceptable to satisfy the dream fulfillment criteria?

Sometimes the answer lies not in our questions but is buried deep in our current beliefs.

What if Daniel Milstein got it mixed up? What if in fact, you get what you wish for and not what you work for? Most of us would think this is bogus. If we all got what we wished for we would be living our dreams instead of our struggles right?

The answer is a hard yes!

Not only do we always get what we wish for, we get what we give our undivided attention to. However, what we are attentive to is not always what we wish for. If we are living our struggles, then it is obvious where our emphasis is. Unfortunately, even as the Masterful Creators that we are, we remain unconvinced of our creative power and control.

We cannot point our camera toward the ground and hope to take a photo of the sky. We cannot spend months learning the Spanish language and hope to be fluent in Russian. And we cannot want financial abundance yet spend every waking moment focused on its absence.

Ultimately, believing we must work hard for our dreams is about physically making things happen. But if we are the creators of our own reality, must we be struggling to manifest them? And if we are struggling then doesn’t that mean we are focusing on obstacles than our desires?

When time seems to pass us by and we are nowhere near our dream, we have mastered not our dream but our contrasting views about them. We are thinking and telling the same replicated stories of fear and doubt, holding onto the same negative emotions and maintaining the same conflicting behaviors, perspectives, and attitudes that keep them at bay.

Our dreams matter. What we think, imagine, and believe is the basis to all our success. If we cannot get our thoughts together and focus on our dream, then no amount of hard work is going to get us there.

When it feels like a struggle or hard work, it is always because we are pushing through some sort of resistance. This resistance is our own doubts, fears, and negative mind chatter. It is every ‘What If?’ and pessimistic opinion our family ‘lovingly’ shared. It is all the uncertainty surrounding this dream we gathered along the way and much of what we felt we had to sacrifice to get there.

What transcends thought into our physical reality is our focus upon them and our emotional attachment to them. Nothing changes unless there is an emotional shift and unless something shifts, our experience cannot change.

We move when we feel inspired otherwise, we are just going through the motions.

Like the story of a couple of miners who shared a dream of discovering gold. One sacrificed time away from his family in pursuit of this dream. In fact, he gave up much of what brought him joy. He understood the difficulty of this dream so had prepared himself for a long, hard journey. He was right but he was also determined. This determination and bravery had helped him overcome many obstacles including his health as he continued to work around the clock through dust, heavy metals, hazardous gases, and fumes. Though he did not find his large, shimmering nugget, he was successful enough to have discovered small fragments of gold which only made him work harder.

The other miner had stayed home taking care of his farm. He knew his dream would one day become reality. He did not know when or how but knew some day he would be holding onto his golden prize. One day during a trip to the grocery store, he was inspired to walk into the local hardware shop. He was not particularly looking for anything but felt the urge to walk in anyway. As he approached the outdoor equipment isle, he bumped into an old friend who had at the last minute decided to purchase a fishing rod. After some rambunctious conversation, his friend had extended an invite to join him fishing at a charming spot by a local river he had recently heard about. They met that afternoon and as they laughed and chatted, a faint sparkle had caught the miner’s eye under the water. At first, he thought it was the shimmer of the stream but when he looked closer, the sun’s rays were lighting it up like a starburst. He curiously stuck his hand deep into the river and plucked out a very shiny, very large, gold nugget.

Was it, chance? Was it, luck? The story would be different had he not entered the hardware store that day. But are stories like these simply coincidence? Was the second miner less deserving of his dream because he did not work hard for it?

Stories like these happen every day when we are not trying to figure out all the details of our hopes and dreams, and when we are not expecting to be working our butts off for them.

Unfortunately, many of us often stop trying before our dream punctures into our reality because we do not know when it will or how it will come to fruition. We become so consumed in planning our every step, working out the best possible solutions, mapping out our journey, and attempting to force doors to open that we would not recognize our dream if it stood right next to us.

In other words, there are multiple avenues to our desires and often none of which we plan for.

Mostly because we are trying to figure out how to get to our dream based on where we are in our current reality with our current funds and limited resources. Wanting that dream home is always going to seem like a distant dream when we are counting our pennies every day. Reading articles on how difficult and impossible it is for artists to make it in a ‘dog-eat-dog’ world. Or listening to people who give us a list of reasons why our business could not succeed due to lack of business sense or dooming economy is inevitably and unnecessarily accepting obstacles.

“Success is 99% attitude and 1% aptitude” is an accurate statement made by Celestine Chua. If confidence, optimism, eagerness, and trust is the energy we ignite our dream with and we move toward it maintaining our excitement for it; it has already become our new reality. For now, that which we want, wants us also.

When a dream is formed through our imagination, it has already been given life. We have begun the process of creation. However, just like a baby is not born the moment it is conceived, so too do our dreams require some time to cultivate, in order to perfectly develop into the exquisite creation we summoned.

We would not want our dream to appear the moment we imagined or desired it for we too require some preparation time. In fact, we always receive what we prepare for. More importantly, it is the journey, development, detailing, and creating that is part of the fun.

Anything we physically experience is an emotional desire. It is not the action, condition or object we crave, it is the emotion we believe they will gift us. Except, they do not come with emotions. We are those who attach emotional labels to these physical manifestations. Money is just money until we believe it will give us the experience of freedom and power or perceive it is evil and destructive.

The emotions we feel surrounding a dream, belief or vision is simultaneously being fully experienced by us. All our experiences are emotional. Without the emotional attachment to our desires, opinions, and beliefs they remain dormant. The physical manifestation of them is merely thought ‘left-overs’ we have been masticating for some time.

There are too many moving parts in the universe, and we do not have the capacity to synchronize them to work in our favor. But it is not our job to. Our job is only to be intuitive enough to act when we feel inspired. That too is easy because inspiration is like an instant craving we feel, and cravings are hard to ignore. It is also the fulfillment of them which makes them so satisfying.

When we understand we are not responsible for controlling the details of our desires, we can relax and enjoy the journey. When we understand we need only to know with absolute certainty that it will happen, it is already becoming.

In the meantime, dream bigger and with complete expectation. Immerse yourself in the dream is such detail that you can see, hear, taste, touch and feel its presence. Sift through YouTube videos or magazines that inspire and ignite your passion. Plunge into conversations about this dream.

Know that it is all coming together. Feel as if it already is and watch how things unfold and flow easily to you.

Plan for your dreams not the obstacles. Prepare for your desires and not your fears. Believe in yourself and not others. And trust that it is always working out for you!

If you dream them, they will come! Dream them fiercely, creatively and confidently!

A Year of ‘Yes!’, ‘Hell No!’ and ‘Where’s the Restart Button?’

“Making resolutions is a cleansing ritual of self-assessment and repentance that demands personal honesty and ultimately reinforces humility. Breaking them is part of the cycle” Eric Zorn

The alarm, your children or maybe your back pain woke you out of your sleep. Yet another day when you wish you could just close your eyes and sink back into those precious hours of complete stillness. That sweet unconscious state where you are not responsible for anyone or anything. Where the burdens, fears and worries of yesterday do not flood your thoughts and emotions or once again take refuge in your body.

You drag your feet to the bathroom in attempt to overcome the self-pity of responsibility that awaits you for what seems to be the preparation wind-up of yet another day. And so, it begins in the systematic, methodical routine you have practiced into perfection.

You hope for a better day. But just the same, the all too familiar and rehearsed thoughts begin their chatter and just like that, it’s groundhog-day again. Same people, same faces, same places and same stories you lived and told yesterday.

Same challenges, same burdens, same worries, same anxieties. Some stories are even the same ones you lived and told last year.

Most days you merely get through the day accepting that your life is what it is. Some days feel a little better, a little easier, a little lighter and more manageable.

But there are those days that feel like someone lit a fire in your chest. When your desire for something more could almost burn a hole through it. When your yearning for joy, love, freedom, eagerness and excitement for life becomes a painful desperate longing to feed what feels like a malnourished soul.

On these days when your inner flame burns intensely and fiercely you come to realize this constant, familiar almost stagnant life is one you are no longer willing to accept. You do not want to settle. You do not want to just be okay.

You yearn to live abundantly, joyfully, and freely.

You stop feeling sorry for yourself for a moment and resolute to fulfill the changes you seek. It is time for a restart. Today is the day you swear, promise and even announce to others you are going to make changes.

We often get fooled into thinking that the New Year will somehow magically provide this empowered motivation we seek to reinvent ourselves. However, other than partaking in the New Year festivities with drinks, sparklers, confetti and fireworks, it does not feel any different or anymore ‘New Year-ish’ than any other day. And when the hangover has passed, our vacation is over and all the evidence of New Year beginnings have been cleaned up, our minds will likely dangle all our well-rehearsed beliefs, thoughts and actions of yesterday to slip us back into the autopilot comforts we are accustomed to and most familiar with.

Nevertheless, we feel a sense of obligation to fix anything we screwed up throughout the year and want to improve our personal or professional life and health. But some of our goals aren’t always easily achievable.

Our resolutions usually emerge out of the woodwork right around December during a drunken state at a work Christmas party, a family gathering with some of those we loathe, envy or are annoyed by, a binge eating session, another argument with a loved one or simply missing someone we no longer have in our lives. It is when we most heavily reflect on our troubles, struggles, failures, disappointments and all the things we didn’t do, succeed in or become.

Of course, it isn’t always a somber reflection. There are many blessings we feel deeply grateful for, but let’s admit; goals are not set because we are satisfied with where we are, who we are or what we have. They are created through that which we feel dissatisfied with or desire to expand on and improve.

Most of us would agree we have a love/hate relationship with New Year resolutions.

We want the better life, healthier weight, greater success and vow to make better choices overall. But it takes great commitment and practice to create new thoughts, habits and lifestyle.

So, we resolute to make the New Year a grander year! And we begin this by announcing our personal goals and promises to family, friends and anyone who will listen. We share our New Year resolutions on social media, write them down or attach them to our refrigerator to serve as frequent reminders of our sworn agreements.        

Ultimately, no-one really cares about our personal resolutions. We are the only people responsible for creating and fulfilling then but we deliberately create a higher expectation the more people know about them. When we make our resolutions public, we become accountable for our goals; consequently, making them more difficult for us to give up on. Avoiding the shame of being a quitter, witnessing disappointment in people’s eyes or being labeled as weak could be the motivation we need. It is also a reflection of our determination and conclusiveness otherwise we would keep quiet and be secretive about them.

There is something about New Year resolutions that makes us puff out our chests with perseverance. At least to begin with until we fall back on our most practiced and familiar behaviors or the novelty wears off. But for a moment, we are swept with eagerness and purpose. We feel empowered to take charge of our desires, goals and dreams. We genuinely mean it because we deeply desire better for ourselves.

Having others believe in what we believe we want to achieve for ourselves is important, but we must hold our end of the bargain.

People remember when we promised we would quit smoking, lose weight, start our business, travel or whatever we declared with absolute conviction. They hold us to our own word. In fact, they want us to succeed because we all live through each other’s confidence, successes, and strengths. We are inspired by each other’s achievements, improvements, and triumphs as it assists us in achieving our own personal goals.

So, on January 1st we announce the year out loud as if expecting to convince ourselves or hoping the Universe will hear us declare, ‘2021 is going to be our year!”

Creating resolutions is easy. The challenge is achieving them. Our ‘start’ date is more than just a number or a specific day of the month or year, rather a social appointment we willingly and committedly expect to engage with. It is a relationship between us and that which we hope to achieve. However, if we are not dedicated or find it too challenging, this ‘date’ with our resolution will quickly fizzle out. It must be important to us otherwise it will not be worth our time and effort to continue pursuing it when or if things become a little difficult.

Unfortunately, it is not only practiced beliefs that divert our attention back to existing patterns; it is this current ‘reality’ that keeps us focused on what is rather than where we want to be.

Such habits of thought and behavior can make us retreat into the familiar and for a moment we can forget why we chose to change or do something in the first place. Old habits can die hard because we have nurtured and made them part of our lives for such a long period of time.

Understanding that we perfect what we practice is empowering. Achieving our resolutions or creating change is not as difficult as it may seem, however, it requires more than action. If we care enough about the changes we seek to achieve, we need to practice our way into new thoughts and beliefs in order to develop a new reality.

Essentially, resolutions are goals and we set goals for ourselves all the time. But the great thing about New Year resolutions is they conjure positive images and attract powerful positive desires and intentions.

Any goal is achievable given we maintain our focus on them but, it is important to understand why we are setting the goal.

Is our goal set up to please others or ourselves?

Our motivator needs to be something positively encouraging. For example, if we choose to lose weight because we want to be accepted by society, be more attractive for our partner so that we feel more loved and appreciated or just to shut up our loving, yet relentless mother who won’t quit reminding us of our weight; then we are setting ourselves up for failure.

If on the other hand we want to be and feel healthier, play more with our children without feeling tired, take part in activities that will bring more enjoyment and fulfillment; then we are on our way to a beautiful journey.

When we are doing it for ourselves, we are saying ‘yes’ to us, our well-being and to life!

Doing it for others, however, makes us heavily rely on others’ approval which is an inevitable set-up for disappointment.

It is important to note we must be our own best cheerleader. We all enjoy and appreciate encouragement and compliments, but these will need to come from ourselves first. Changing our typical ‘not good enough’ attitude is often the largest hurdle most of us have to continuously overcome. In order to do this, it is important we quit comparing ourselves to others and expecting validation.

Breaking large dreams or goals into smaller steps will continue to give us the reward factor and be the cultivator for moving forward. The smaller the goal, the quicker and more easily achievable it will be otherwise we are more likely to give up on something that seems far-fetched.

The primary point about new goals is not the action taken or how many times we pat ourselves on the back along the way, rather the new attitudes and beliefs required to supplement and sustain this new vision.

Henry Ford’s quote, ‘when you think you can or you think you can’t, you’re right’ is a perfect illustration of our journey in life no matter what we desire for ourselves.

When we think we can’t; we stop trying. When we believe it can’t happen; we stop trying. And we don’t want to stop trying because if a single thought has travelled through our imagination building momentum, expanding, becoming more detailed, powerful and part of our goal; then it is ripe and ready to be realized and experienced by us.

Be grateful for every challenge, struggle, obstacle and every experience that made us think, ‘hell no’ for they are the contrasts and blessings that pointed us in the direction of our dreams. They are the reason for greater solutions, wisdom, clarity and strength. It is where our power surfaces, where love is magnified and our lust for life is energized.

You always know there is something better for you because you feel the urge and hear the calling toward it every day. It is the very reason a desire emerged. If you imagined it, it is there; waiting to be experienced by you. But this will need to be realized by you also and that means all focus and attention must go toward this vision rather than your current reality.

What currently exists came to be because of your attention to it and your belief in it. Everything works this way. If what you desire is not part of your ‘reality’ then one of these things are off. You are either not focusing enough on that which you want or do not believe in it.

Maybe you are more convinced and focused of its absence in your life than you are about its presence.

Though it is hard to see the clearing through the thick fog, if you would just make up your mind that you want it and refrain from adding reasons why it cannot be; the clarity, the fulfilling and vibrant reality is yours.

You need only to continue dreaming and imagining it. Talk about it often until you know it so well you could almost see, hear, taste, touch and smell it. Make your entire physical presence familiar with it. Introduce it into your social circle, family and even nature’s critters through your thoughts, discussions and behavior.

Let everyone know about your desire. Consume yourself with it until you do not recognize your life without it. Act as if it already is. Acknowledge its existence and nurture it with your undivided attention.

Make this a year of yes!

Yes, your goals are attainable.

Yes, you can achieve them.

Yes, they will be realized and experienced by you.

Yes, you are worth it.

Yes, your happiness is priority.

For everything else, there is a restart button.

“The limit is not in the sky, the limit is in your mind” Marilyn Monroe

To Judge, Or Be Judged, That Is The Question.

We have all been stung by the venom of judgment. That name calling, labeling, finger pointing, rage inducing, crucifying and all that dramatic stuff kind of word. It’s that thing people do when they believe form objective opinions and come to their own conclusions based on circumstantial evidence, stereotypes, an isolated incident or simply because something is not the way they perceive it to be or want it to be.

We could not walk through a room full of people without being plucked apart in silent judgement like seagulls to a fry. We know it. We feel it. And we’ll do our best to maintain our composure or be as invisible as possible.

Regrettably, we cannot escape judgement any more than we can escape our parents, pets, children or partners for a silent moment. It’s there, lurking behind new unfamiliar eyes or waiting to pounce with objections and criticisms from just about everyone else. Don’t be fooled, even those who love us will not shy away from sharing their opinions or judgments. It’s part of love. It’s part of hate. It’s part of fear and insecurity.

It’s part of life.

We will encounter judgment every time we walk out the door and sometimes even before we make it there. Majority of the time we would not know it but when we do, it will sting. Yet, let’s not be so quick to throw any pity parties. We too have judged and will continue to sentence others to life-long labels and unfortunately, we would also be the first to throw a jab at ourselves before we have even brushed our teeth.

We are mere spectators exposed to many facets and varying stories of another’s being, Along with external influences, our perspectives, beliefs and how we choose to live our lives will sway from making us an easy target to becoming a hefty dart thrower ourselves. This is inevitable.

But does this make it right?

Well, there is more to judgement than simply assigning someone with a hasty tag.

Stories, lifestyles and everything we observe trigger things in us. Watch the news for an hour and witness that pleasant and kind self transform into an offensive, vulgar, cussing and cursing beast. Media has tendency to intentionally initiate and perpetuate stories to induce judgmental thoughts, emotions and behaviors we often easily become a casualty of.

With all the gossip, shame, scandals, protests, rumors and humiliation, the world has gone mad! And as long as the spotlight is not on us, we love to feast on this garbage.

There are no rules and there is no perfect, safe image to hide behind. It doesn’t exist because if you haven’t noticed, we are all different; in every way an individual can be different.

Therefore, sometimes the appearance of someone may be enough to irritate us when that which we view as trashy, slutty, thuggish, plastic, sloppy or ugly is simply inappropriate and unpleasant.

Or maybe the way someone behaves is provoking because their loud, obtrusive, mute, stuck up, flamboyant ways are not our kind of flavor.

Or maybe other people’s opinions just seem painfully annoying because anyone thinking or believing outside of our opinions and perspectives are absolutely and unequivocally wrong. And it can be tremendously frustrating trying to open people’s eyes to how wrong they are and how right we are. The tug-o-war between two opposing ‘truths’ can be quite comical.

We could be as petty with our judgments such as labeling someone as uneducated or stupid simply because of incorrect grammar or pronunciation; or as dramatic as politicians by bullying and trashing each other’s weaknesses and past experiences for personal interest and gain.

However, the true theatrics rests in our actions. How we deliver our opinions and how we manage criticism is essential. Because if we do not handle either well, they could unnecessarily lead to retaliation, depression, aggression, suicide and even war.  

Comprehending what activates our damnatory, moralist attitude may assist us to move from judgement to understanding. Understanding helps us step away from our clouded egotistical views. When we dig deeper, we find the authenticity behind people’s words, actions, fears and insecurities. We find truth and vulnerability. We find commonality.

So, what makes us so inclined to judge?

Judgment is part of this evaluation and preference process. We are constantly forming opinions about everything we see, hear, taste, touch, smell and experience. It is part of analyzing what we want and do not want. And it is only through the opportunities of contrast and variety that we are capable of being selective. Like picking our favorite flowers from a meadow, deciding on our preferred food from a buffet or choosing the people we hang out with.

Contrasts allow us to become more specific about what we want. With an abundance of diverse options, there is a continued assembling of new ideas, views, concepts, perspectives, opinions and desires. Like adding our own ingredients to our masterpiece.

Of course, there is a difference between judgement and opinion. Whilst judgements are largely due to a distorted lens composed of one’s prejudices and limitations, many of our opinions can be favorable. We can find people attractive or their confidence appealing and their lifestyles desirable. It isn’t a sword fight every time. But when our artillery comes out, there is something deeper going on internally we feel obligated to protect and defend or have an urgency to destroy presumed threats.

We form opinions because that is our way of creating. It is reinventing, modifying and molding to suit our perspective. Of course, this perspective is ever changing so our opinions will also shift to coincide with this evolvement.

Sometimes these perspectives can change rather quickly depending on our mood or insecurities.

A successful businessman/woman may have been someone we admired until we received another bill in the mail to remind us of our financial insecurity changing our view of them from fortunate, to entitled snobs. Or a very attractive man/woman may have been someone we appreciated until he/she caught the eye of our partner which influenced our opinion of them from beautiful to stuck-up. Or a person who has done a good deed in the community may have been someone we admired until our mother reminded us that we are nothing like them which warped our perspective of them from good-hearted to a pompous fake.

Though our opinions and perspectives flow in harmony with the stream of our imagination, thoughts and emotions; without opinions, we are merely observers. Except, we do not have the capacity to be strictly observers, nor would we want to. It is virtually impossible for us to go five minutes without having an opinion or judgment about something.

While observation alone may make a great sociologist, it is not the best paradigm for our physical existence. Without judgment or opinion, we would not be stirring up any contrast. Contrast is the fundamental ingredient to expansion. Without something to compare to, without diversity; growth is not possible. The greater the contrast, the stronger the desire. The stronger the desire, the more intense the emotion. The more intense the emotion, the more powerful the momentum. The more powerful the momentum, the faster the expansion.

Frankly, it is due to this stupendous speed that physical life exists. But we’ll leave that to the scientists and stick to ruffling each other’s feathers.

We live in an abundantly diverse world. It is this diversity which makes us eternal beings. The smorgasbord of people, thoughts and stories combined is enough to satisfy our creative gluttonous appetites for eons of lifetimes.

Diversity is expansion! With every interaction, we exchange variation – sparking or giving birth to something new all day long. A new desire, idea or thought. A more intense craving for something greater. A more powerful yearning for change. It is the very reason for infiniteness.

All of who we are includes a myriad of thoughts, beliefs and stories we have gathered along the way. Every miniscule experience, every emotion, reaction, belief, idea, opinion, every creature we have encountered, every sensory experience, every person we have ever come into contact with along with their own personal entourage of stuff and every single heartbeat is the make-up of all we are in this very moment…until the next moment.

So, where does the motivation for judgement come from? There are many. Though ultimately, they all lead back to the same source – how we perceive self.

We are constantly evaluating and interpreting everything we hear, see, taste, touch, smell and experience. How we interpret something is the distance between who we are and who we perceive ourselves to be. What we see when we observe someone is either extending from love or not and when it is not, it is coming from a place of fear and insecurity. What we perceive when we observe ourselves is either extending from love or not and when it is not, it is coming from a place detachment and separation.

Except fear and insecurity have their own ways of construing stories. And disconnection from self has a way of blaming and shaming others. They must, in order to coincide with our emotions and make sense of them.

When we feel good about who we are and where we are in our lives, we generally have a happy demeanor and an overall lightness about us. We are genuinely happy for our friend’s success. We recognize our neighbor may be having a hard day when he/she does not wave back or say hello. We avoid negative nonsense and conversations that may affect our good mood. We have a lust for life and enjoy interactions with people.

But when we are not feeling so good about who we are or where we are in our life, everything becomes increasingly annoying. Especially that successful friend who we resent for being so successful. In fact, we resent happy people in general. We make everyone’s reaction a personal issue. Therefore, our neighbor becomes an arrogant jerk for not saying hello and the world overall is responsible for our negative experiences.

We indulge in negative, hypocritical conversations filled with gossip and slander. We prefer to bond with other judgers and smear judgment all over the place so that we are not alone in our dark judgment-filled space. Mostly, we want people to pay for our ‘victimhood’.

 ‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you’ is a phrase some of us try to live by. However, what we instead are doing to others is what we have already done to ourselves. When we treat ourselves with love, kindness, appreciation and respect, so too would we treat others in the same manner. On the other hand, when we are often criticizing, judging and labeling ourselves, then so too would we approach others with the same attitude.

When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself”. Wayne Dyer

Judgement always reveals something about us. Behind every label and criticism, there is a hidden fear, insecurity and detachment. Typically, the way we see or measure ourselves is the same manner which we view and measure others. Mostly, depending on how we assess our own lives will determine how we judge others. Whether we measure it by success, relationships, intellect or appearance; our judgements will be generated by that which drives us and is led by our beliefs.

If we are perfectionists, we expect perfection from others and when they fail, we judge harshly as we would ourselves.

If we are people pleasers, we expect to be pleased by others and when they fail, we judge bitterly as we would ourselves.

If we are hard-working, we expect others to be equally as hard working and when they fail, we judge firmly as we would ourselves.

We also judge others for the negative qualities we dislike in ourselves. Therefore, if we perceive ourselves as lazy, ugly, aggressive, deceitful or unfaithful, then so too would we be inclined to judge people for these qualities.

Sometimes we would much rather be right than harmonious. We view sympathy as an undeserving free pass to unwanted behavior which ultimately makes us unwilling to understand anything outside our standards.

This type of attitude can become condemning. Condemning those who do not share the same values or beliefs. Condemning those who do not change their conditions, behaviors or beliefs so that we can feel better and safer in ours. Condemning those feeling, thinking, acting outside our comfort zones.

Condemnation is deeply disserving because we maintain a strong focus on misery and adversity. It would be like condemning certain flowers in the meadow simply because they were not to our liking or condemning particular food from a buffet because they were not to our taste.

Judgment closes our eyes to the beauty, abundance and clarity of life. It closes our minds from variation, inspiration, insight and knowledge. And it closes our hearts from acceptance, love and unity.

Most times, it is easier to judge because we do not have to evaluate ourselves. We do not have to face our fears and insecurities. We do not have to be understanding, accepting or kind. It is easier to point blame or be the victim and demand others to change than to dare adjust our attitude.

But there are simple ways to bridge the gap.

One of the simplest is finding commonality. Regardless of how ‘different’ we believe we are, the similarities that exist even among those we find most peculiar or we are most opposing of, will surprise us. However, if we struggle to find one, there are a few we can implicitly rely on.

We are all physical beings who come into this world for the purpose of expansion. We are all pure, positive energy coupled with a broad, complex mind and emotional instability. We are equally pliable, adaptable and susceptible to external influences, beliefs, perceptions and prejudices. More importantly, we all want to be accepted, appreciated and loved.

Judgment is merely a habit heavily influenced by comparison. Stepping away from judgment would be to step away from comparison and the need to group everything as ‘good’ or ‘bad’. It would also mean refraining from placing our self into ‘better’ or ‘worse’ categories and simply be an observer.

Avoiding coming to warped negative conclusions about others based on our own insecurities or superiorities can be challenging. However, it is also hindering our appreciation of them and misleading of their authenticity.   

In the words of Albert Einstein, ‘Everybody is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is stupid’.

When we value and love who we are, we are not concerned with who ‘they’ are. In fact, it is none of our business and we no longer care to invest time evaluating, envying or devaluing others in order to know our own worth. Only when we understand our own worth, are we capable of seeing the value of others…without judgment.

Everybody is perfect, but if you judge an elephant by its ability to behave like a mouse, it will live its whole life believing it is flawed.

Seeing the best in people beyond their physical appearance, successes and failures and even their actions is powerful. When we do not require a criterion checklist to decide which labels best fit our perception of them and where they stand in relationship to our perception of self, we practice appreciation.

Furthermore, how we feel about ourselves is not governed by our impression of others nor is it guided by others’ opinion of us.

Appreciating someone extends from our higher, broader self. Appreciation is enough to help others rise above their own self-criticisms and if even for a moment, be the better version of themselves.

Kindness is easy when people are being kind. Generosity is easy when people are being generous. And judgment is easy when others are also being judgmental. But it takes a wise man to understand that kindness is most impactful where it is absent. And he is not only able to recognize this but knows his own power to masterfully execute it.

What Will People Think?

What will people think if you gained a few extra pounds, lost your hair or aged a little more?

What will people think if you did not go to college, dropped out of high school, married outside your culture or chose not to have children?

What will people think if you dated the same sex, switched religions, changed gender or lived the van life?

If you were asked what you thought people would think about the way you choose to live your life or an aspect of it, most of you would respond with the shrug of the shoulders. Most of you would say, ‘Who cares!’

We do not want to care or even believe we care except that, well, we do. We care too much. We care so much it affects the way we behave, the choices we make in life and how we express ourselves. We care so much we spend a lifetime molding, packaging and perfecting ourselves in order to score likeability and popularity points.

When we worry about how other people perceive us, we are concerned about their negative judgements and opinions. With so much of others’ opinions being shoved in our faces and the multiple avenues in which to do so, it is hard not to notice disapproval and even harder to ignore dogmatic, intolerant critiques.

Even insignificant things such as what we wear, the color and cut of our hair, our piercings, hobbies and interests can become topics of nasty gossip. And if petty subjects such as these could initiate such a stir, imagine the societal and cultural pressure on more important aspects of our life.

Therefore, much like our social media platforms, we attempt to stuff each part of our life with platefuls of likes. The more likes, the better we feel about ourselves. It gives us the thumbs up or validation that we are accepted. Unfortunately, our true desires are traded in for temporary glorifications.

Of course, not all of what we think about each other is negative. However, we become incredibly cautious and sensitive about what others think about us that we cannot find enough ways to stand on our heads to impress.

We want the pat on the back, the hundreds of followers and likes on our social media, the compliments, flattery, applause and admiration. We love being adored. We enjoy being uplifted. We appreciate knowing we are valued.

Unfortunately, we have become so obsessed with the approval of others, we have yet to figure out our own intentions and joy.  

But, when did we determine we were not brilliant, worthy or valued?

When did we come to believe external validations were essential to our well-being?

When did we conclude our happiness and purpose in life is firmly held in the conviction of others?

When we learned early on the perception of others mattered. When we learned approval earns us all the valuable things in life such as love, respect and acceptance. When we learned love is conditional.

And this began with our parents.

Before we even had the opportunity to discover who we are and what we want; we were informed, groomed, molded, persuaded and influenced into our paths.

The fear of rejection or disappointing others has kept our personal desires at a distance.

So, we follow step by step plans set up by someone else that is considered the surest, safest and most advantageous for all.

Pleasing our parents meant being treated with love, attention and affection. We gained affection when we did what was pleasing and rejected when we did not. If we made choices or behaved in a way that was displeasing, this ‘love’ was taken away. We were scolded for actions deemed inappropriate and rewarded for behavior agreeable to them. We call this type of ‘please me’ training discipline.

As extensions of our families, we dare not give reasons for others to gossip and attract negative attention unless they evoke envy. Our families like to keep this in check because even if we may be feeling rebellious, stubborn or courageous about living the lives we choose, our families generally do not share the same passion and will go to great lengths to prevent such shame.

They will promptly effort to ‘cover’ our diversities, faults and eccentricities in hopes not to stand out in the crowd as a way of shielding us from a cruel world, protecting us from emotional and physical harm whilst preserving their own reputation. But hiding and silencing parts of who we are or how we live our lives is minimizing our worth and creating a state of internal inadequacy. It deteriorates our self-esteem and makes us feel as though our whole self is flawed or subject to exclusion.

We have all been dipped and draped in shame at some time in our lives. We have felt the effects of ridicule, banter and insult about our appearance, behavior, intelligence, choices or way of life.

Consequently, we quickly learn the necessity to conform so that others could lazily and conditionally love us. We understand our harmony is contingent on how we look, behave and the choices we make to satisfy the vast majority.

In fact, everything is contingent upon external satisfaction.

Contingent we follow our parents’ rules, demands and wishes; we will be embraced. Contingent we follow societal direction and expectations; we will be accepted. Contingent we follow religious oaths and practices; we will be blessed.

Therefore, from a very early age, we discover this wonderful life we have been born into is mostly off limits. Much like kindergarten where every creative activity is instructional and the more precisely we simulated this direction, the more praise, rewards and acknowledgment we received.

We learn more about human behavior, habits, expectations and how to mimic these than we do exploring our desires and creative potential.

But this is not about blame for we are all caught up in the same societal, habitual practices.

We use each other as the path to ‘feeling good’ about self.

We rely on each other’s support and validations and work hard to be noticed.

However, there is a misconception that we can only fly high with the support of others. This could not be further from the truth because it makes us completely reliant on them and of course vulnerable to them.

Let’s face it, we will never consistently be the object of someone’s attention. People have their own lives and interests to focus on. It isn’t anyone’s responsibility to make certain we stand on our feet or permanently assure us our presence in this world is invaluable.

And no one wants to carry us around on their shoulders like the trophies we want to feel like.

When we do not believe in our own visions and we deny our brilliance, we search for it elsewhere. Except, in a world where people only make judgments on face value and are challenged at seeing the inner light, we work hard to prove ourselves through actions. It is a sensory and action-based world therefore, people tend to only approve of what they see, hear, taste, touch and smell. Additionally, when the mind is conditioned into pre-existing approved behaviors, so too do we replicate and mimic those.

There is a whole world of judgement and criticism and we are living in it. We are not only experiencing it but adding to it. This judgement does not come from a place of cruelty or evil. It comes from a place of self-disconnection. It comes from our own inner critic and bully.

When we are disconnected from our inner self, it leaves us feeling insecure, confused and fearful. We have been thoroughly trained to believe other people carry all the knowledge and information about who we are we spend a lifetime searching for ourselves through the eyes, hearts and minds of others.  

Therefore, our interest in what others think can be so obsessive and neurotic, we use what others think of us as our guidance.

We understand that what people think is out of our control. We attempt to control this by learning what pleases them. However, there are infinite interpretations, beliefs and expectations; it would be impossible to please everyone at once. So, we also control this by keeping different parts of our lives separate. It would be an interesting predicament having to be in the same space as our best friend and our boss.

Sometimes we even prefer to spend time with our large circle of friends separately than collectively due to the diversity of personalities, opinions and expectations.

Ultimately, we seek mutuality. Moreover, while we strive to find common ground, shared interests and kinship, the only mutuality one should seek for is the relationship between self and desire.

We sacrifice our free will the moment we worry about what others think because we continue to tweak, modify or tailor ourselves to please others.

Everything in this physical life is moving energy. We are surrounded by it all the time. There are infinite sensory stimulants and everything we focus on is interpreted through our own inner lens.

How we translate what we focus on is a story, a rendezvous or experience between us and that which we hold as the object of our attention. The experience will be shaped based on where we stand in our personal journeys. For example, we may choose to have a glass of wine for the simple pleasure of it or drink to suppress negative emotions. The experience is personal, specific and individualized. In the same manner, when we focus on someone, our interpretation of them is solely based on where we stand emotionally.

Therefore, how a thing, situation or person is translated by another is not our business. That includes how others interpret us. Some may like us, some may not, some may be inspired by us and some may find us completely irritating. It isn’t our job to perfect their interpretation of us. When we are not in a virtuous place, neither would what we observe. Therefore, it would be unwise to settle for the opinions of those who are not even feeling good about who they are much less like who we are. And it would be an unqualified betrayal, neglect and rejection to our inner extraordinaire.

Besides, wouldn’t we prefer to indulge in the highest source of opinion – our inner being?

You are all creators yet cannot completely grasp that concept. You are painters and yet you hold onto your paintbrushes and ask: ‘What do I paint? What is the “right” way to paint? What should I include?’

It is your masterpiece. You decide what it should look like. You have this idea that there is a right and wrong way or that there is a best and better way. You analyze every stroke of your paintbrush weary of your decision for now it remains there permanently. You compare your painting with others. You seek advice and guidance on what to add or include. You even allow the critiques and influence of others to alter your vision.

It is your canvas. You are the creator of it. Why are you so unsure of what you want?

Because you cannot grasp you are the creator of your own reality and life experience or that it is your prerogative to decide how you express your inner sparkle and live your bliss!

Artists look for inspiration. They gather stimuli and create their own masterpiece. They do not ask other artists what to paint? They do not seek validation or approval. Nor do they compulsively concern themselves with ensuring their product is received in the exact manner it was produced. They simply create their vision and allow others to appreciate, define, analyze or interpret it in any way it is of value to them.

Much like people, art is diverse and can be translated in many ways. We need only to create and joyfully express the unique versions of ourselves whilst those who stop to observe and absorb us will be inspired to create something anew.

The most beautiful thing about life is the fun in experiencing creation. It is the infinite journey of becoming. Through creating there is freedom. You have come into this physical world free to express yourself and experience life in whatever way your imagination and joyful creation takes you.

“Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice” – Steve Jobs.

Instead, be the greatest version of your highest vision.

And remember, people often have a strong opinion on something they know nothing about – you!

Procrastination – Could it be far more a ‘good’ thing than a ‘bad thing?

Procrastination is the art of storing work, productivity and motivation into tomorrow.

Everyone has procrastinated about something. Maybe it was a delayed project or a postponed difficult conversation. But some of us hoard so much of our ‘yesterdays’ under the carpet it’s surprising we don’t stumble over the bulge.

Sometimes we use the ‘out of sight, out of mind’ technique which could relieve us temporarily from a task such as avoiding filing our taxes. But they are never too far behind biting us in the ass with a larger problem and yet another ‘thing’ we do not want to deal with.

Chronic procrastinators become experts at distracting themselves from their to-do lists.

They will find themselves standing in front of the pantry for the fourth time in an hour, stalk friends on Instagram or absent-mindedly watch video after video of dog and cat compilations.

In fact, the absolute dread of doing a certain ‘thing’ will often motivate us to become productive in other areas. When something we loathe more than cleaning the bathroom arises, that toilet may finally get the well-deserved scrub.

For the most part, we are well-aware of something that demands our action. Though our avoidance may initially be to evade feeling fear, worry or insecurity surrounding a task; in actuality, the longer it is left incomplete or unresolved the more intense these negative feelings become.

At some point we run out of time and are forced to face our demise which can often be filled with deep regret not having acted on it early and wish we had more time. But how much time is enough?

It’s understandable we would rather be out having drinks with friends than studying or writing school reports on a Friday night. We would rather be watching a marathon of Seinfeld episodes than heading to the gym or calling clients. And sometimes we would even rather do overtime at work than to come home to screaming kids or an empty house.

We search for harmony and short bursts of satisfaction. Unfortunately, our to-do lists seem to be major disruptions to our fun and peace of mind. Since our priority is feeling good or at least masking negative feelings with something that gives immediate relief; we can linger in this space of procrastination for quite some time while our to-do lists become overwhelmingly longer.

Both my parents are incredibly hard workers. They are highly disciplined in maintaining order and organization at home and their work environment. They are the complete contrast of a procrastinator and detest such dawdling.

‘Why leave anything for tomorrow what can be done today’ is their motto and I had heard it too often. My father admires drive and good work ethic in others. He appreciates honest, hard workers who strive to succeed.

Though I value their discipline, it certainly did not rub off on me. In my mind, there were some things that were not priority such as my mother’s obsessive cleaning habits. I tried to live up to her advice on taking ten seconds to neatly fold and put away clothes than to spend a day cleaning and organizing my closet later. Or spend ten seconds to immediately wash and put away a dirty cup and plate rather than accumulating them. But the latter seemed to always prevail.

Ten seconds a day was hardly any time to keep a closet in perfect shape and a room well organized. But sometimes ten seconds just seemed like a long time when in a rush to meet up with friends. And washing a single cup was like a pointless effort.

As a child, it always appeared that my parents were more unnecessary job creators than minimizers. Though I was an obedient child, wiping baseboards just wasn’t worth my youth when I could be singing to Madonna or filing my journal with stories. Additionally, finding the balance between not completing a task too fast so as not to be assumed inadequate or completing it too slow so not to be deemed sluggish, was tiresome.

Seeking to be the ‘perfect’ child by attempting to meet their expectations was discouraging for a perfectionist such as myself. Though their standards and expectations were not unreasonable, it set the new standard of ‘not good enough’ in my mind. My mother never hesitated to teach me over and over how to fluff the pillows and make the bed look its showroom-like best. And my father never skipped a beat to question me on whether a specific phone call was made, or an application was filed. I would hear his sigh of disappointment when I gave excuses and it was always disheartening disappointing my father.

Obviously aware of my own checklist, interests and desires in addition to the numerous expectations of me; it was important I did things in my own time. This time may have been to summon confidence, intuitively figure out my path and act on things when I felt ready. The heavy pressures of ‘doing it now’ due to external expectations felt burdening. And of course, the longer it took me to do something, the more frustrated, worried and stressed I felt about disappointing others or being judged and labeled.

Nevertheless, I admire them both and appreciate their efforts to instill energy, drive, passion and determination in me.

But this we all have.

It is not something we can be taught or encouraged to become. We are born with an innate curiosity and eagerness to explore and create. As infinite, Masterful Creators, when one is not living large, then we are living within the limitations and expectations of society or within the confinements of our negative, insecure minds.

There is a misconception of laziness that hovers over procrastinators. We can be seen as having no ambition or enthusiasm. However, there is something more going on internally than lack of action.

Sometimes uncertainty of an outcome could make one fear the outcome.

Sometimes, some things are more deserving of our time than cleaning our oven or refrigerator.

Sometimes, some things can be quite daunting to confront that we may not be physically, mentally or emotionally prepared for.

And sometimes, some things are so full of uncertainty or our personal standards are so high, we fear making decisions that could potentially fail.

None of these reasons are due to laziness. Certainly, some tasks will endure some sort of unwarranted delay due to having more things to do than we could physically accomplish, and some tasks would be prioritized according to urgency. However, most of our excuses are due to fear and insecurity.

Admittedly, there are those among us that settle into comforts, particularly ones that may fall onto the shoulders of others. This can be burdening to those who feel they are always saving our asses or supporting them. We could also settle into the comforts of minimal living – remaining in the same unfulfilling job or unhappy marriage; in the same familiar routines and habits. But, when joy is not present, neither is our motivation to be, change, or do anything.

So, what is it that holds us back from taking that next step?

Aside from low self-esteem and irrational worries, avoidance is generally due to not knowing how or where to start. When we reach unfamiliar territory, it can be quite scary. Ironically, our entire life existence and our every moment in time is unfamiliar territory for it is our first time in this space of time. Yet, we are also the responders and creators of it.

No-one likes to feel incompetent or uneducated and we have all felt an overwhelming fear of failure, particularly in areas of importance to us.

Starting a new job or business, going out on a date for the first time in a while or choosing a career path is not as simple as choosing a new restaurant to dine at. The higher the risks, the longer we tend to procrastinate on taking action.

According to Stephen King, “Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration, the rest of us get up and go to work.”

This seems to be the underlying view of many. It is suggestive of tardiness and laziness from delusional fantasizers who wait for something to happen while the rest are getting things done. The same people who would be quick to label, judge and point blame.

But does getting it done for the sake of checking it off our list serve to benefit?

The greatest music ever written, the most mind-blowing art ever produced and greatest achievements ever reached was by virtue of inspiration.

Going through the motions will get the list checked off but doesn’t always produce the results.

Certainly, one would not be encouraged to merely sit and wait. Taking a small step could be enough to get the momentum and focus going. But there are more important mental and emotional steps that need to be addressed in order for effective productivity to take place.

Procrastination can fall into the same category as other habit-forming indulgences such as food, alcohol, smoking or drugs. They are disguisers and diversions to deeper fears and insecurities.

It is like our internal guidance saying, ‘not now’. We trust it like any of our other natural, intuitive instincts. However, if ‘not now’ seems to drag on for quite some time, then we are not only trapped in fear but stuck on a belief that is disconnecting us from who we are.

Procrastination is about finding an easier route. It is escapism. Anything that seems difficult or we may be fearful of will force us to find an alternate path, even if it means keeping busy with smaller, insignificant things.

So, what can kick start our preparedness?

Well, it isn’t action based. In fact, action should be the last thing we do.

Emotional and mental alignment is first and foremost.

When we are feeling like we do not want to do something and we are forcing ourselves to pull ourselves together and get it done, we are acting against our best interests.

Confronting someone when we are highly stressed and defensive will work against our favor than making the same confrontation when we are calm and confident.

Applying for our dream job when we are completely insecure and skeptical will work against our favor than applying for the same job when we are enthusiastic and self-assured.

Productivity and results are far more beneficial when we prepare mentally and emotionally.

Therefore, it is important we understand that it is not about the action or fulfillment of a checklist, rather a direct indication of lingering negative thoughts and emotions that prolong such tasks. It is also about societal pressures, expectations and our need to fulfill them in order to fit in that hinders our intuitive guidance.

So YES, procrastination is far more a ‘good’ thing than it is ‘bad’ thing.

It would be better to spend some time getting excited about whatever it is first and move when we feel inspired. Otherwise, it is a waste of our time doing something we do not want to do.

It is also a waste of our energy pushing others to carry out tasks we request. This means that we need to stop poking and prodding at our partners and children. It is not the responsibility of others to fulfill our requests so that we feel better. And it is not their responsibility to meet our demands and expectations within our time frame.

If the passion, desire and confidence is absent, urging action would be ineffective. It would be wiser to spend more time building confidence and trusting them in knowing their own timing.  

Procrastination is absent when we are in sync or in alignment with something. When we feel excited and eager, our natural juices of inspiration flow. This ignites inspired action. It is through this inspired action that there is a sense of right timing, right person and right place.

Nothing is forced or out of order. There is a natural flow and synchronicity that happens when one is in alignment with self and with that which we are inspired to do. In fact, we are so filled with inspiration, no one could stop us from it.

When we sort out our negative feelings, procrastination is not so prevalent. It is only due to our thoughts of inadequacy, insecurity, doubt and fear that we keep ourselves distant from living abundantly and joyfully.

Inspired action is powerful, it is driven, it has fire and momentum. It is ignited with so much intention, creation and passion that it feels like a magic carpet ride; where there is a continuous linking and merging of events.

Avoid being critical if something is taking us a little longer to figure out or act on. There is never lack of opportunities or ways in which something could be handled.

When we are ready, we will feel it. It will feel like exhilaration and assuredness. And with every new idea that arouses our joy, another and then another will continue to erupt making us exceedingly anxious to reach for more.

Feeling the feeling first is where we want to start anything. When inspiration causes us to move, we are alert, able to see the path with clarity and eager to progress with optimum productivity.

It is not action that creates movement; it is passion, power, focus and inspiration.

Let inspiration be the order and guide the way!

Once upon a story…

How often were you encouraged to read as a child? Trying to understand and make sense of all those squiggly characters, forming words and sentences. Like that wasn’t enough. You had to understand what you were reading. Well, some of you may have surrendered to those wonderful bound pages, obsessed with your next book fix.

The dread of coming to the end of a fantastic read and not having another series to piggy back on. The glory of drama filled story-telling that has you salivating for your next book feast. You aren’t bookworms slowly eating your way through chapters and paragraphs. You are the book vampires that love to tease themselves by smelling the unique, sweet, musky aroma of pages before sucking the life out of them.  

That other good chunk of you are the eye rollers and head shakers. The thought of reading seems as arduous as doing your taxes. Too much effort trying to remember characters, decipher some of those unknown words or better yet fancy sentences. This group sees books as poetry, just a really, really, long version. They prefer simple and to the point. Short sentences, bullet points and subheadings that can be easily skimmed through are a giant thumbs up. In fact, this group is happy to wait for the movie version. Weeks of torture having to read a book when it can be done and dusted in about an hour and a half with beer and popcorn in hand sounds like a far better option.

Book vampires or not, everyone enjoys a good story and we all benefit from them in some form. It’s no secret that stories exist beyond the world of printed words. Excluding fictional stories written solely for entertainment (which are generally inspired by real life events), ninety percent of stories are life experiences, but one hundred percent of all stories are imagined. At least, everything begins as part of an imagined state before it appears as physical evidence – one that can be seen, heard, smelled, tasted, touched and felt.

Everything is fantasy, imagery and illusionary until we have the evidence that it is not. Having the physical experience of something imagined acknowledges its existence and quickly takes its seat in our so called ‘reality’.

Our exposure to stories is infinite and inevitable. Ultimately, everything has a story.  Every cell and every living or non-living thing possesses a story. If it is energy, it has a story. If it has a past, it has a story. If it has desire, it has a story. The only difference between a story we claim to be fictitious or fantasy and one that is not is simply the sensory evidence of it. Okay, so this is blatantly obvious. What’s not so obvious is the role we play in bringing fantasy into reality.

Stories are creations and creations are stories. It is all part of the imagination. That which you can imagine you can create. That which you create becomes your story. The experience of it is merely your belief in it, desire for it or expectation of it. Yes, this is the role of the Law of Attraction where that which you focus on and bring your attention to moves it into manifestation.

Life is one big story wrapped up in a network of infinite other stories. Stories that delight, inspire and teach us. Stories that captivate, intrigue and motivate us. And stories that scare the living crap out of us.  We tell stories of magic and invincibility and stories of horror and doom. We love all of them and cannot seem to fill our indulgent, gluttonous appetites of these tales. That is why we’re such nosey, curious buggers and why we’re so addicted to the news, social media platforms and reality T.V.

We love a smorgasbord of all diversely dynamic topics.

In fact, why waste time heading to a bookstore, scrolling through our kindle devices or browsing Netflix options when there is an infinite selection of people to choose from. Pluck a person, pick a genre and ask them about their life, thoughts, opinions, beliefs or passions. With so much variety, simply talking to someone could satisfy our craving for a little inspiration, motivation or education.

However, though we can become quite obsessive, it is not about our interest and curiosity in other people’s stories; it is far more about the stories we are creating, living and expressing.

We are the authors, narrators and creators of our own fabulous fables! We are the wizards, sorcerers and magicians of incredible alchemy. The strength and power of our creative mastery is simply the degree of our acknowledgment and belief in it. We are the evidence of all that which we think, believe, perceive and allow. That’s the awesome part! Knowing or better yet, owning that we are the creators of our own reality…well, that’s another story (no pun intended).

Our stories are the perfect products of our beliefs that are expressed in infinite fashions. The stories that go on in our minds and our internal dialogue tell of a fantastic past. A spectacular portrayal of imagination transformed into manifestation through the incredible force and power of belief.

As Masterful Creators and the experiencers of these creations, the most important stories of all are our own life stories. Therefore, it would be beneficial to look clearly at what our thoughts consist of, where we allow our imagination to flow and what topics we consciously choose to give our attention to.

How much are we enjoying our own personal ‘realities’? Are we rolling our eyes or digging our fangs into it?

For many of us, our stories consist of unwanted repeat experiences. It may be a different time in our life, include different faces and places but offer the same familiar results, similar circumstances and all too common experiences. We end up with the same type of abusive partner, stuck in the same financial rut, feel the same draft of lost opportunities.

But these repeat realities are merely repeat thoughts and beliefs. They are the product of habit. When thoughts and beliefs have been rehearsed so much, it becomes what we know. Options outside of this practice are forgotten and become distant fantasies.

When our thoughts linger in past experiences, we repeat past behaviors and make the past the new future. It may feel like karma or as if a lesson needs to be learned. However, behind every truth we are willing to accept about these experiences, we cannot discredit or ignore our own creative control.

Every experience is customized by attracting all the cooperative components that perfectly match our thoughts, emotions and expectations. Think of ourselves as magnets. When we have emotionally charged thoughts and visions around a topic, we open ourselves in reception to those experiences. It does not matter whether we want the experience or not; we will attract that which we focus on and are open to receiving simply by our belief in it or fear of it.    

Every story requires imagination, emotion and belief moving in the same direction. Never do we experience something without one of these elements. It is the simultaneous agreement of all three that becomes our creation and experience.

Our stories are bursts of ‘now’ moments like the pulse of a heart. It is incremental ‘now’ moments based on our thoughts, emotions and beliefs all simultaneously and instantaneously creating the experience. These incremental ‘now’s’ joined together are what tell a story.

Yes, an entire story is experienced right now, right now, right now that are strung together to form what seems like an encryption of our life chronicles.

When we feel a single emotion, it comes with an entourage of stories. Stories we have imagined or stories we have observed. Either way we make these stories the relatives of individual emotions. As we continue to feel a singular emotion or fuel it with specific beliefs, we maintain a rendezvous with these beautiful mini tales.

Though thinking or imagining is the initial part of creation, feeling it is the first full manifestation of our belief. The actual physical experience is almost like the debris of evidence. When we set our radar to a specific emotion such as joy, all our senses are fixed on experiencing joy. Our awareness of joy brings joy to us.

Just like a metal detector’s static energy is set to solely receive metal objects so too does our energy flow create a magnetic field to attract joy in every form joy could emanate. There is no end to the infinite ways one belief or emotion could be experienced even when it feels the same every time.

Don’t be fooled. Though an entire novel could be written around a single emotion, the experience of it is like a shot of tequila. Quick and packs punch. We’re emotional creatures and as quickly as our emotions change, so too do our thoughts, our actions, our stories and guess what, our experiences. This kind of makes us flighty, but we are ever moving, flexing, bending to the rhythm of our own tales.

There is almost always a specific subject that dominates and demands most of our attention we so desperately crave for. And there is a specific emotion that lurks and lingers around every corner breathing hope or despair upon these subjects. Whether it be about love and relationships, finances, business, travel or growing a family, there is a thread that binds our thoughts, emotions and experiences together to give us one complete reality.

Yep, one emotion, one single word that can blow up into an illusionary affair. A single word such as ‘unlucky’, could set the tone for our entire physical experience. There are infinite variables on how one could experience being unlucky and The Law of Attraction simply loves entertaining us with wonderful variations of this belief.

And voila! With one lucid sentence, one thought, one belief, one expectation, we create an entire story and stream of unlucky events. Well, only until we decide to tap into our inner leprechaun and find our pot of good fortune at the end of the rainbow.

The moral of the story is: we can be just as selective a story-teller as we are specific in what we give our attention to.

We are making decisions all day every day. Choosing what to wear, what to eat, where to hide the chocolate bar from our kids, what excuse to use for taking a day off work, when to officially join the gym, where to hide the new pair of shoes from our husband , who to blame for our crappy day and when to get our lazy ass off the couch. Every movement of every single breath requires choice. And every incremental choice is packed with beliefs and emotions. We pick and choose all day long.

However, what we do not choose just as consciously, deliberately and mindfully is our thoughts and stories.

We know what we want but often entertain the contradictory outcome of absence, doom and gloom. If we only understood the deliberate and direct influence our thoughts have on our actions and choices, we would most definitely be more vigilant and prudent about them. Why not choose an emotion that thrills and excites us or thoughts that please and gratify us and watch an explosive display of a fantastic creation.

We are authors of fantastic tales of strength, perseverance, joy, love, hope and sacrifice. We are the reason, the purpose, the expression and expansion of life. We are genius, exquisite beings, Masterful Creators and visionaries. There is no greater story than the story we are telling, expressing and living with all its variables. There is nothing we are not capable of dreaming or creating. We are only limited to our imagination and belief in them.

Choose worthy, uplifting, joyful thoughts. Choose emotions that fulfill you, compliment you, inspire, please and invigorate you. Feel them deeply, experience them entirely and abundantly. Re-tell them, recycle them and repeat them over and over until they become part of you. Experience the expression of the grandest version of you through your most superlative of imaginings. You have the power to decide what deserves your attention and what mood or emotion you wish to ignite or enhance.

Tell your story how you want to live it. Tell it to yourself every moment of every day. Be present when you are telling it. Be present when you are imagining it. Be present when you are envisioning it as though it already is. Tell your story that you would want to read about.

A- la-carte your story that is the perfect splendor and brilliance of you!

The Boundaries of LABELING!

Evy: female, tall, born Australian with European heritage, sister, wife, daughter, aunty, sister-in-law, daughter-in-law, doggy mom, vegetarian, outdoor junkie, animal lover, former elementary teacher, entrepreneurial photographer and writer, blogger, occasional generalized anxiety….This will get boring if I keep going but it is merely to show how many labels we carry.  

Labels are part of language like identifying a type of bird, specific mountain or clothes we wear. They either provide information about an object or it is a name applied to a person or thing.

Labels are titles that give us a sneak peek or preview about who we are.  

Though we adore some of our labels such as mom, dad or grandparent; they also come with an entourage of stereotypes and expectations. For this reason, some labels we’ll flaunt while others will never or rarely be spoken of.

We wear our labels like we do our choice of clothing. They tell stories about us or at the very least provide generalized summaries. Thus, our quickest and most common mode of learning about each other is to find out where we are from and what we do for a living.

Learning about someone’s origin gives us plethora of stereotypical information and exploring occupational interests or expertise will tell us a little about their intelligence, success and wealth. Based on this information alone, we generally conclude whether someone is worthy of our time.

Unfortunately, labeling is like a scaling system. Dependent upon one’s labels and another’s individual opinion around those labels, it could credit or discredit our value and worth.

There have been many instances when I had felt reluctant and even ashamed to share information about being of European decent. It wasn’t always received or embraced as politely as I would have hoped.

On the flip side – since residing in the US – telling people that I am Australian when questioned on my accent has been enjoyable. People’s eyes light up, they want to engage in conversation, and I sense an instant likability – simply because I am Australian.

And just like that, I get bumped up the acceptance scale. Of course, I have more to offer than my place of birth or speech, however, when there are obvious differences among a group or society, there is a fine line between being accepted or rejected. What tips the scale is dependent on the general perspective and opinion around a label. Since Australians overall are largely favored, the label thus far has proven beneficial for me.  

Though there is a generalized opinion about Australians, it says nothing about who I am, nor does my profession.

Working retail has lost its credibility over the last couple decades and unless you are the owner or CEO of a company, working retail is looked down upon. It also wasn’t something I wanted to flaunt particularly among those with valued professions.

However, having a teaching degree up my belt somehow increased my worth. It is obvious through people’s reactions how quickly we are to judge and how quickly we can sway between worthy and unworthy. But it still has nothing to do with who I am.

There are unspoken broad assumptions we make about someone based on a single isolated label and we believe we know someone simply because we believe we know the label.

Labels are subjectively opinion packed. We decide what labels are accepted or rejected therefore, anyone attached to those labels will either be embraced or outcasted.

They are merely distinguishers where on the hierarchy scale we rank according to race, gender, nationality, religion, success, fame, fortune, degree, occupational position, appearance and intelligence.

When these are established, we treat each other according to our collective label status and where on the worthy scale we belong.

So, what is the primary purpose of labels?

There are two: identification and belonging – which go hand in hand.

We want unity and in a physical world, labels connect us. They connect us racially, culturally, religiously, economically and spiritually. This connection gives us a sense of belonging.

Basically, labels point out our diversities and we like some of our labels because without them we feel misplaced. Even if the one we carry is not largely accepted, there is still a place we can find solace. They also allow us to stop worrying if something is a threat or just different. Unfortunately, we aren’t always so kind to difference and we are not always equally as respectful. We simply decide whether someone is above or beneath us.

But not all labels are as black and white as we have been accustomed to. There are ‘grey’ areas arising that many are not quite sure what to do with.

When ‘difference’ is rejected, we attempt to join those we have something in common with for comfort. Those who cannot find their ‘group’ or label will wander solo harboring heavy feelings of insecurity, hatred, depression and suicide.

There have been specific labels many groups have spent years fighting for recognition. They have rallied and protested for the right to be different, the right to be accepted and the right to simply be without feeling threatened. They have hoped that labeling will provide information and educate society on these diversities. However, education around a label only acknowledges the label.

Not so long ago, some labels were deliberately offensive, cruel and rejecting. Nowadays, those labels have been softened to reduce the cruelty and negative impression behind them. But does replacing a tainted label for a politer one reduce the stigma or stereotype? Do euphemisms change our perception and approval?

Though we may extend compassion and even be more inclusive of difference, for many, the residual feeling of something being defective remains. We still fear our children will be born different or make different choices in life that go against our beliefs. We continue to fear for their safety or quality of life in a world perceived cruel and critical. Ironically, we are part of that world and part of that society we fear.

But, at what point do labels become our ball and chain? At what point does clutching tightly onto our labels not only define us but become us?

Labels that are gained not by choice but through other physical causes that separate us from the majority are ones we clutch to for societal sympathy and understanding. We want something to point the finger at for our physical or behavioral differences.

Often when something is not quite physically ‘right’ or ‘normal’ and we cannot make sense of what is happening, we search for answers. Experiencing something outside the ‘norm’ can be scary particularly when we are not certain if it is a threat. Additionally, anything unknown or unfamiliar is strange and anything strange is often feared.

People do not know how to respond to ‘different’ which often leads us to feeling like emotional refugees hoping for acceptance. To avoid being completely outcasted, we anticipate explanations and solutions that fit under one label.

Once again, being provided with a medical title gives us a sense of relief. Understanding what alters our physical, behavioral and emotional attributes can offer solutions and increase our chance for ‘normalcy’. For this reason, labels educate and provide tools in understanding best practices.

When we realize we have difficulty reading and trouble in processing words that sets us apart from other readers; the ‘dyslexia’ title can be somewhat comforting.

When we feel overwhelmed with what if’s, perfectionism and our heart is racing with fear; the ‘anxiety’ title is somewhat soothing.

When our children have impaired communication and social interaction; the ‘autism’ title can be somewhat reassuring.

Labels makes us feel we are not alone.

However, the problem with labeling is pigeon-holing and we often find ourselves living only within the confinements of our labels. We recognize our diversities and then adopt them as the image of all that we are. Often, we spend so much focus on our labels, we forget who we are outside of them.

We fail to recognize our labels are merely part of the physical world we have created and have nothing to do with our inner brilliance.

When we walk through nature, we are surrounded by variety. In a short walk, we could pass an assortment of trees: pine, birch, shrubs, cherry, aspen – to name a few. We would also encounter various colored and sounding birds; none of which we would know the names of. They would all fall under the umbrella – trees or birds. But does not knowing their specific type, category or name affect our walk? Does knowing their labels, understanding their behavior, habitat or ecosystem change any part of our life experience? When we walk through nature, we simply embrace and appreciate our surroundings. There isn’t anything fighting for our attention nor are we interested in picking apart and analyzing the details of every bird or tree we pass. We absorb our surroundings whole and we appreciate the beauty they offer collectively.

“Man is the only critter who feels the need to label things as flowers or weeds.” Anonymous

Though labels could assist to educate society and at times save lives by providing belonging to those who have felt alone; bringing awareness toward labels only serves to highlight the label.  What we hope for is minimizing society’s negative reactions and prejudice attitudes, however, we wind up boxing ourselves within the boundaries of the labels.

Furthermore, the toughest labels to conquer are the personal negative ones we create along the way. Whether it is through our negative self-criticism we train others to acknowledge and believe or it is a label we picked up due to some of our actions or ‘errors’; these labels stick like tattoos. They may fade over many years, but they remain permanently engraved as part of our character. Unfortunately, for a liar, cheater, thief, abuser, alcoholic or drug addict it can be taxing trying to overcome or rise above such titles. No matter how much time passes or how hard one attempts to change their behavior, society will never let you forget it.

We can be quite brutal and unforgiving with certain labels and oblivious that not only is it utterly unfair but negative tags only serve to foster undesired behavior.

Labels are limitations and major misinterpretations of the greater expressions of who we are in this physical world. In fact, they are deterrents from the depth, grandeur and sublimity of all that we are.

To know something expansively, it must not be defined, labeled or named.

Labels acknowledge labels, not the whole of that which it is.

The most wonderful thing about life is that abundantly more beautiful souls are emerging into this physical world hauling a sack of diversities.

For every ‘special’ child born in a household, behold the extraordinary they have come to teach and the expansion they have come to provide. More particularly, expansion of the heart.

They are coming to free our minds and break through the barriers of conditional love. To teach that love is not choosy, nor does it require labels to understand how to love. Their purposeful uniqueness, originality and novelty brings renewal, freshness and advancement.

They are here to be a triangle in a world full of squares and reject being shoved into a box to accommodate others’ preferences, opinions and ideals. Instead, their ‘difference’ forces to awaken us from our fierce focus and hold onto societal ideologies. They are here to free us from the bondage of practiced thoughts and habits.

Boundaries are being pushed, our realities are being shaken and diversities are popping up against all we have been programmed to believe. There are diversities that go against our personal, religious, cultural and societal beliefs and expectations.

And every bit of it is wonderful!

New generations are combating every deeply rooted belief about ‘normal’. They are loosening our grip on conditional love. Due to their courage to be different by choice or birth, love has expanded more than ever before.

When the rules of ‘normal’ are deliberately broken, it fractures our attachments to labels and perceived, programmed normalcies. When those closest to our hearts such as our children pull the plug on a label or replace it with a new one, it forces intense self-evaluation.

This can be uncomfortable and for many, a large burden and struggle. When our children go against that which we are accustomed to, we learn to love like we have never loved before. We also begin to see and feel our prejudices for the first time. We realize how harmful such judgments can be on labels when they boomerang back home. So when our child says they are ‘gay’, our ‘Muslim’ son says he is converting to ‘Buddhism’, our ‘Asian’ daughter says she is in love with an ‘African’ man, our doctor claims our boy is ‘autistic’, we learn our son has a drug addiction or our teenage daughter is pregnant; it forces us to step outside of our pre-conditioned minds.

Since we are energy beings, love always knows what to do and how to respond in any situation without the support of scientific, medical or religious research. Facts, figures, formulas and theories cannot journey where love does nor can they heal, soothe, embrace and elevate the way love does. Love truly is blind – blind to the conditions, fears, criteria’s, specifics, requirements, judgements, criticisms, demands and perimeters. Love is a powerful, euphoric force that does not meddle in physical barbarian nonsense. It embraces, accepts and unites.

Where labels are absent, there is freedom of movement, of transformation, of change and reinvention.

For every unique, ‘different’ person that exists in your family; hug them tighter. Thank them for their courage, bravery, lessons and blessings. Thank them for freeing your mind bound in judgment and fear. Thank them for elevating your bravery through your love for them.

Thank them for showing you that love does not care for ‘normal’ or safe. It does not care what it looks, feels, smells, tastes or sounds like. It does not care for familiar or similar. It does not care for what is right or wrong, for perspectives, opinions or fear-based thoughts. It does not care for scientific explanations, religious teachings, cultural expectations, racial biases, gender antics or societal facts, figures and statistics.

It cares only to love. Love beyond boundaries! Love beyond the mind! Love beyond our fears and labels!  

Then embrace them for all that they are and all that you have become because of them.

Get Real About Reality!

When you refrain from dreaming big because ‘reality’ claims there are only a lucky few and you do not fall into that category;

Or you don’t go on that date because ‘reality’ says there are no ‘good’ men or women out there for a single divorcee like you;

Or you have to work really hard in your mediocre life because ‘reality’ assures life is a struggle and nothing is for free;

Or you don’t trust anyone because reality suggests everyone is an asshole and invested in self;

Or you have a hard time rising above your depression because reality taught you the world is scary and life sucks;

Or you don’t take that opportunity because the reality of your life is you’re just not good, smart, lucky, talented or appealing enough – you are exercising beliefs that remain true in your experience.

Seems like reality is one opinionated sourpuss. But we listen intently because unfortunately, it tends to bring along all its facts and evidence; thus, all of that which we understand about reality is accepted as truth.

Yet, many would frustratingly say, ‘But this is reality!’

We love to argue our positions with such conviction as if our experiences are justification enough of how it is. And the more people we find sharing the same view, the stronger and more believable this reality becomes.  

But what is reality? How do we define what’s real?

We understand reality as a collection of that which is existent based on physical, sensory experience; as opposed to that which is imagery. Therefore, anything we see, hear, taste, touch, smell or feel is evidence it exits.

However, a quote from the Matrix movie expressed by Morpheus: “If you’re talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, what you can taste and see, then ‘real’ is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain” – may not be too far from the truth.

We believe there must be more to what we physically experience than merely electrical signals interpreted by our brain. Surely there must be more to: smelling a flower, watching a sunset, hearing a siren or burning our hand on a hot stove, than minimizing these experiences to electrical brain signals.

We equate and accept reality as part of the majority view; in order to rule out subjective hallucinations. On the other hand, are hallucinations different to any other physical experience or imaginary standard?

A vivid dream could seem ‘real’ based on our virtual sensory experience. It may FEEL just as real comparable to someone with hallucinations or ‘real’ life experiences.

Therefore, in order to eliminate any misconception about our realities, we rely heavily upon the agreement of others. When others also see and hear what we do, it validates its existence. Our agreement upon things keeps it feeling safe because we are not having solo experiences – even though our individual experiences are distinctly unique.

The coffee cup we hold is real because it is tangible and the sensory experience of it proves that it exists. In addition to, when observed by others, it verifies its actuality. If we were to understand our coffee cup scientifically and strip away layers, we’ll find that not only is it mostly empty space, it is merely particles held together by forces that produce this tangible object.

In fact, every process in the universe can be reduced to interactions between particles. Hence, there must be some sort of agreement for such forces to maintain unity and matter.

It also draws the question: are we too particles united by concurrence and cooperation of this fantastic creation called reality?

‘Reality is an illusion; albeit a persistent one’, spoken by Albert Einstein is one we find difficulty wrapping our minds around. How can what we physically experience be fake? Clearly, our collective physical sensory experiences and emotional responses of joy, love, struggle, pain and disappointment are evidential facts of reality. Or are they?

If reality is merely an illusion, what’s the purpose of this life? Well it certainly would change our perspective and maybe we wouldn’t feel so guilty eating that ‘fake’ donut!

Nevertheless, there is a naïve view that an external reality exists independently of our observations. This would suggest that things happen to us out of our control or influence. It is also why we are so often stuck in survival mode; hoping for the best, expecting the worst and always being as best prepared for the unexpected.

Additionally, whether we see the cup half full, half empty or question the existence of the cup altogether there is truth in it all. There is always truth in what we perceive.

Perception is translation of energy meshed with pattern/habit of thought and beliefs that continue to become evident through experiences.

It is also opinion – heavily influenced and saturated in others’ views and adopted as personal belief. Opinions derive from beliefs and beliefs are merely practiced thoughts. Therefore, opinions could not be brushed off as vague, lightweight views. They are real consequently due to our experiences.

Whether we view our economy flourishing or decomposing, they are equally true as they are untrue and we will inevitably have the experience of them. A great politician could easily flip flop between views according to which side or position he may be taking and dependent upon which argument would most benefit his current stance.

Our experiences will mirror perspectives. It is not possible to believe the world is an ugly, scary place and see beauty. It is not possible to experience joy through sadness or abundance through lack.

Every experience is a collection of our observations and attention to specific subjects and beliefs. Our world will look, sound, feel and taste exactly as it is perceived. How we perceive the world and everything in it will be experienced by only us. Therefore, different perspectives lead to completely different experiences of the reality we accept as truth. Since every experience could be argued as evidence, then every experience reserves the right as truth.

If it can be imagined, then it is enough to bring every imagined, perceived or believed thought to life. When we have lived our beliefs in our minds so vividly, it is certain that it shows itself into our experience – after all, we have demanded it through our stubborn focus and expectancy.

Whenever we refer to our realities, we are inadvertently observing our past and anyone else’s past that may reflect our perspective. However, the past is only the residue and echo of our previous thoughts, beliefs and emotions.

The past is not our reality. Our reality is where we are now in relationship to where our thoughts, beliefs and emotions are held. Having experienced what we have created thus far, we begin to believe in the manifestations of our experiences without the full understanding that we are the creators of them.

We spend so much time in our imagined fantasies, crafting and molding every detail into realistic perfection that we have come to believe in them as the only existing truth.

When we realize we are the Masterful Creators, artists and inventors of this beautiful reality, we can stop looking over our shoulder into our past and focus on what we want our future to look like.

The past does not predict our future; it is only the remains of what was. It holds form of the stories we once told. These stories are the truth of yesterday. Our future depends on how we feel right now, what we are thinking right now and what we are imagining and believing right now. Since ‘now’ never ceases to exist and now is all we have, our most dominant continued thoughts, beliefs and emotions that are present in our ‘now’ mold our future – our next moment of reality.

Of course, it is difficult to admit that reality is part of our past when we look at our current financial status, barely making ends meet and unable to feed our children much less take them on vacation. And we proclaim, ‘this is my reality!’ – a single mother trying to singlehandedly make ends meet, suffocating in debt, fear and exhaustion.

While we can acknowledge that situations we are currently in will not change overnight, the step toward this amendment can change RIGHT NOW simply by redirecting our thoughts and focus.

We NEVER have to worry about how all the details will fall into place. We need only to trust that they will. Trusting for an unknown shift to happen can seem bogus. Trust won’t put food on the table but it will change our attitude and get food on that table quicker than the sour, negative one we indefinitely linger in. This confident attitude will immediately generate positive energy and of course it will attract like energy and situations.

Luckily, it is not our responsibility to have it all figured out.

We do not need to know when, where or how we will meet our future love; we need only know that s/he will show up. They will not show up when we are feeling pessimistic, grumpy and full of attitude nor would we want them to. The meeting will happen when one least expects because ‘when we least expect’ is usually about the only small crack of time we unintentionally let go of the tight hold of our pessimistic beliefs that keep him/her at bay.

Often, we prefer not to show or entertain optimism because we do not want to fall victim of disappointment. It is easier to linger in disappointment by choice than to be pushed into it by our perceived ‘realities’. Unfortunately, disappointment will breed disappointment and until we realize that the sun will shine on us when we step out of our covered shelters and into the light, the quicker we can begin to have fun with life.

We need only to focus, imagine, dream and feel as vividly as we can of that which we desire and allow the details to work themselves out. Don’t let the details of what currently is be the thing that makes us stumble.

We are not following a path – we are the path!

Vacations are generally mood lifters for even the most pessimistic among us. However, upon return of almost every vacation someone has taken, there is the famous shared view, all too familiar ‘back to reality’ comment. Many people often label this type of joy and liberation as a ‘vacation high’ that eventually dims as we rest our feet back into the quicksand of this thing called ‘reality’.

Vacations bring out our excitement, elevate our curiosity and preparedness for fun. We feel more alive and more energized. We are not caught in the routine of things; the routine of negative habits and thoughts that exhaust our physical bodies, cramp our emotions and stunt our imagination. We are not desperate for deep sleep to quiet or drown annoying, stubborn chatter. The majority of our time is spent outside as we move through exploration, appreciation, curiosity and gratitude.

When the many layers of negative beliefs are peeled away, we begin to see and feel the very things our souls embrace. We feel the essence of our true selves without all the resistance and burdens we like to carry. We feel light, joyous, playful and eager for life.

It is not our realities that change this uplifting mood into a sour one; it is our perspectives that change because we willingly pick up the very thoughts we initially left behind.

It is not routines or responsibilities that bog us down, rather our lack of focus on fun. This vacation high could last as long as we maintain the momentum of joy and do not rely on the conditions for our happy.

Our present moment is right now, right now, right now, right now. If every second for a solid minute we were thinking about how unlucky we are and for a minute we focused on the things in life we observed that we believe have made us unlucky, we would begin to feel the emotions of unlucky. And for every minute, hour or day we spend re-telling this story, imagine how ‘big’ this repetitive thinking and emotional energy can become.

The initial experience of our thoughts is emotional. The full experience of our realities is within our minds first. The physical manifestation of these thoughts and perceptions is merely the salt and pepper to an already prepared meal. What we observe remains an observation until we have an opinion about it. This opinion becomes our experience, reality and truth.

When we focus on that which we want, we move toward it. When we focus on that which we do not want, we move toward it. Perceptions and beliefs influence our direction. Either way, our thoughts, actions and emotions will become the evidential experience of our realities.

Avoid observing the world with the same opinionated eyes and repeating history. What feels, looks, sounds current or real now should not dictate what the future will be much less be the truth baring example. These realities came to be due to the powerful magic of creation.

Everything is expanding and coming together with greater love, health, strength and power than ever before. We need only to adjust our inner focus so that we may see this clarity. We need only to shift our perspective so that we may experience the reality we desire.

If this life is truly our fantasy made reality, wouldn’t it’s be wise to imagine something we would thoroughly enjoy?

We are always and foremost consciousness; aware and observant of our surroundings.

And we are Masterful Creators that generate energy through our stories, visions and explicit focus; producing manifested experiences of that which we give our undivided attention to.

The rest is simply a version of our realities through our own personal interpretations and perspectives.

If you are not satisfied with your current reality, then dive deep into your fantasy and come up when you have found a better one!



Hooked on Perfectionism – High achiever or people-pleaser?

As a society, we have become hooked on perfectionism and fulfilling some sort of ideal that exists in our head. Mediocrity is simply not good enough. In fact, anything less than perfect is unacceptable.

We honor our perfectionistic attributes. We believe it is characteristic of a high achiever or martyr and we value this as being part of a minority group.

However, perfectionism is like thirst that can never be quenched.  We struggle to achieve ideals that are purely subjective; which makes them completely unattainable. Yet, we continue to tenaciously chase after that ever-elusive carrot on a stick.

Let’s not make asses out of ourselves; hoping to reach an illusionary standard is certainly not going to satisfy our appetites, particularly when the carrot we are chasing is not our own.

We strive for character perfection as we agonize over being the perfect parent, partner, child or employee.

We strive for physical perfection as we fuss and anguish over having the perfect skin, hair and body.

And if that wasn’t enough to handle, we also add absurd pressures to perfect goals, assignments, projects and obligations. 

We respond to outstanding. We love success stories, fame, fortune, beauty, power and anything alluring. We work hard trying to keep up with the rat race.

Social media is full of followers and wannabes all fighting for the spotlight. But the bar keeps being raised higher and it’s becoming even more challenging keeping up with the highest of achievers much less settling into our own notoriety.

However, perfectionism is not about achieving perfection nor is it about perfecting things outside of us. It is fundamentally about perfecting the perceived imperfect, flawed or defective self and seeking emotional reward and recognition to stunt or smooth out some of these flaws.

We all want to stand out and be noticed and mediocre or ‘good’ does not shine like excellence. No-one wants to fade into the background even if we have a quiet, shy nature or are a strong independent character. But what may begin as inspiration to succeed can very quickly turn into a laborious obsession.

Reaching for personal goals, dreams and desires is very different to endeavoring perfection in areas that are completely misleading. These delusions are artificial societal expectations. Or should we call it societal madness.

It is our intention behind our actions that makes aiming for perfection delusive. When we are not following our dreams and desires with pure excitement and anticipation then we are captive to perfectionism and spend our days tip-toeing around life.

There is a fine line between what we consider a high achiever or a people pleaser. Whether we are a yes person eager to please others or a workaholic stuck in overdrive, the characteristic traits and intentions of a perfectionist intertwine.

Both behave in a way that will satisfy self – even if that means focusing on pleasing others. Both are action based in trade for emotional gain and work hard toward their goals of perfectionism.

There is a constant craving for external benefits or rewards to fill an emotional void that is believed others can supply.

However, they are only temporary and short-lived which leaves many chronically dissatisfied.

Cunningly, perfectionism has a way of masquerading compliancy as good will and overachiever as conqueror. Unfortunately, they do come with a cost and many will hold onto these titles simply for what they stand for even if they come with an entourage of negative emotions.

‘Not good enough’ has become our precept.

It is the heavy burden we have been carrying and adding to from the very first time we learned who we are or how we did something was not up to external standards. These burdens mushroomed exponentially over time consuming our joy and depleting our confidence.

Due to this feeling of insufficiency and unfulfillment we spend our lives striving for acceptance.

With our ‘overachiever’ and ‘martyr’ labels under our armpits, we set out to collect glorifications from anyone willing to throw us a bone. It is also often the reason why we tend to flounder in self-pity.

The annoying incessant chatter that follows us around meanly criticizing and judging our every effort whilst advising that we shall have our reward when or if we get it ‘right’ – is the culprit to inadequacy.

We make unconscious negotiations with ourselves in hopes and promise that if we are perfect, all our needs will be met. However, as our own worst critics, this is almost highly unlikely. We never seem to reach this pinnacle of perfection because of course, we are convinced we will never be good enough.

Our body will not be the right shape, our efforts toward our relationships will never be adequate and our hard work to fulfill obligations professionally will never be of satisfactory standard.

Such negative beliefs affect our professional productivity, relationships and health. Yet, it is where we dwell indefinitely, never completely feeling whole or up to external measure – as if there is something missing or impaired.

When we are no longer satisfying our own life’s cravings, rather attempting to fulfill outside expectations, it can and will become physically and emotionally draining. What’s worse, free-falling into a bottomless pit of disappointment leads to depression, anxiety and even suicide.

So why do we stubbornly continue to wrestle perfectionism to the ground?

We are the era of validation. When we do not love and appreciate our own beauty, we seek it through others. We want so desperately to be seen, heard, acknowledged and appreciated that we tend to place the most value in how others perceive us.

We seek external validation for proof of worthiness. We want others to fulfill that which we fail to recognize or deny about ourselves. We make others responsible to soothe, fix and disprove that which we personally condemn, reject and dishonor. 

Our need to fit in, stand out and be noticed has us working harder at faking our dispositions and mimicking popular behaviors and lifestyles; all the while burning out our own candles. In addition to, we are willing to adapt and alter our dreams and desires to what we believe will be amicably received by the ‘pack’.

We long for and await praise and recognition. Like an addict, a quick shot of acknowledgement and praise provides a temporary upliftment. However, that pat on the back wears off quickly and leaves us craving our next hit. Unfortunately, we need to work tirelessly for it. Those spearheading superlatives are not awarded so freely. It requires dedication and perseverance.

Ironically, others will only see and hear that which we see in ourselves. They can only believe that which we believe about ourselves. Our actions, behavior and body language will be a replicated match to what beliefs we hold internally.

Since almost all of us interpret things at face value, it would be rare to acknowledge critical Carol’s kindness, negative Ned’s optimism or fearful Fred’s enthusiasm. We cannot be recognized for something we do not believe exists and we cannot naturally behave in a way that we fail to acknowledge in ourselves.

When we view something as flawed, we question its reliability, accuracy and authenticity. Flaws stand out like a bruise. We place so much emphasis on perfection and getting it right that we become harshly critical of imperfections.

So, we either better get our ‘perfect’ on or face being tossed in the trash like our resume for having forgotten to add a period at the end of a sentence.

Yes, spelling errors could cost us a job opportunity, missing a goal during a tight football match could cost us our career, displaying disfavored emotions or character traits could cost us a relationship. We expect flawless, superhuman, every time – no exceptions or excuses.

However, we often spotlight what we consider are our imperfections drawing others’ attention to them whilst struggling to hide or camouflage the very imperfections we ourselves illuminate. Kind of like pointing out our cellulite, disfigured legs or love handles to our partners while attempting to shamefully hide and cover these flaws as best we can.

Meanwhile, after a five minutes rant of dissatisfaction we expect an equal five minutes rebuttal disproving this ridiculously flawed idea. We’ll make our partners responsible for soothing our insecurities. And we’ll need this reminder quite frequently otherwise we’ll be spending an excessive amount of time trying to fix these flaws by dragging our cellulite, disfigured butts to the gym, eating bland salads and crying our woes and sorrows for not feeling worthy.

What we perceive as imperfect are purely our differences. Our flaws only exist when we distance ourselves from our authenticity. Ironically, we try to hide the diversities that set us apart yet crave to stand out and be noticed.

Anyone would agree that an organically grown strawberry, allowed to grow at its own pace is far more appealing and nutrient packed than one that is artificially grown, adapted and modified to look ‘perfect’. 

Unfortunately, people of value are measured by their appearance, success, financial status, intelligence and how well they can keep it together under pressure. When we set this as a standard, anything beneath that is not good enough. In which, our only options become either raising to that bar or reaching beyond it and setting a new standard.

Women transform their appearance as they desperately struggle to hold onto and maintain their youth. They work hard at aesthetic perfection hoping to be noticed. In addition to, they attempt to juggle family and career; each with their own demands. They want to be the ‘perfect’, attentive, nurturing parent and spouse whilst fulfilling heavy expectations and responsibilities at work.

Men burden themselves with enormous amounts of stress and pressure to be successful and excellent providers for their family.

Children feel overwhelmed to perfect grades and fulfill their parents’ wishes to become what is expected and preferred of them.

I have watched people go above and beyond their responsibilities at work; voluntarily tacking on extra unpaid hours and yet continuing to feel frustrated and unappreciated.

I have witnessed my sixty-year-old father perpetually going above and beyond every effort to win his parents’ affection. I have seen him cry tears of defeat and a broken heart questioning his character and why he was not deserving of his parents’ full love and acceptance.

And I have been the girlfriend and even wife who has fussed and pampered her partner, strived to score brownie points for being an all-in-one-package and worked hard to be the perfect servant, cheerleader, caretaker and completely devoted lover. After all, excellence stands out and standing out meant being noticed. It also brought attention and as long as focus was maintained on me, it translated into being worthy.

This may be all good and well if it is reciprocated and appreciated. However, when the intention of our actions is for emotional gain, it will show up as resentment, insecurity and frustration when our insecurities have not been soothed and our worthiness has not been validated over and over and over again.

Personal character traits of what once was relevant has become outdated. Role models in the modern egocentric society look quite different to the boring personality type many generations ago.

Nowadays, kindness, generosity and reliability are often seen as a weakness as if exposing of vulnerabilities. Therefore, we tend to judge these qualities or attempt to harden them in order to protect ourselves from emotional harm. However, our actions should not be an exchange for emotional profit and fulfilment, nor should our authenticity be adjusted to accommodate a stiff perfectionistic standard.

Kindness should not be modified to portray a tough exterior. Expression of love should not be altered to portray a strong character. Enthusiasm and passion should not be silenced to appear powerful.

We know our own excellence but care too much whether others see it. It’s almost as if we require others to acknowledge it in order to validate its truth and our worth.

But it isn’t about how others receive us. It isn’t about scoring points, likes, followers or popularity. It is about living truthfully and joyously in our own beautiful, physical vessels; fulfilling all that our heart desires.

When we know our extraordinary, why cheapen our worth by requiring others to fill our cup?

There isn’t anything anyone could give us or add to that could compare or come close to our inner brilliance.

If there were such a standard of perfectionism, it would look and feel like: kindness, love, joy, clarity, eagerness and authenticity.

Find ways to connect with self and have the courage to live honestly. Live your truth no matter who is watching or what opinion they may have about it.

Nothing is more appealing or powerful than one who is authentic and completely connected to self. Authenticity is he who loves himself without conditions and validations, can laugh at herself and all her quirky non-typical ways and embrace his own individuality.

Remember, even that which is infinite and ever expanding is imperfect. Perfection cannot know itself or be complete without its imperfections.

That which is flawless and untouched is non-existent for it is the contrasts and flaws alike that propel us into expansion, greatness and infinite continuum of this thing called life.

Perfectionism is suggestive of a means to an end as though we are trying to reach a pinnacle. 

However, in a world of infiniteness – ever moving, ever changing, and ever expanding – nothing remains still or the same.

Our desire for more and greater will continue to carry us toward higher perfectionistic standards..

Therefore, there will never be absolute satisfaction in who we are, what we do or have because of our natural desire to keep moving. There will always be a desire, want and requirement for more, better, best!

However, there is profound joy, love and appreciation for who we are and how we choose to experience this physical life.

Perfectionism is a flawed premise. It is merely a yearning for self- connection, self-love and self-acceptance.

Choose joy over perfectionism.

Choose self love over validation.

Choose yourself over others.

Stand tall in your own essence.

Know your beauty! Nurture it, appreciate it and love it without the conditions and standards of perfectionism.

When perfectionism is limited to conditions and contained within disciplined boundaries, it goes against that which it stands for.

It is only that which remains free and flowing that dwells in infinite perfection.

Free yourself from the perfectionistic bondage. Refrain from clipping your wings, caging and containing yourself into the fabricated, perceived perfect.

Instead, allow yourself the freedom to fly, and to sour at your own heights of joy!

Life’s purpose. It’s not what you think!

We extend into these material bodies as living, breathing beings into this material world full of sensory pleasure; sharing space with many other living breathing beings. We’ll swim in the deepest seas and climb the tallest mountains. We’ll explore every resource, material and creature our grand Earth has to offer. We’ll experience successes and failures, times of absolute elation, utter devastation and everything else in between. Sometimes we’ll laugh and sometimes we’ll cry. There will be moments of complete clarity and moments of total confusion.

Every wonderful, dramatic, joyous, overwhelming, inspiring, thrilling experience is under this one succulent, big, fat life.

Through all the agony and ecstasy of our physical existence, there comes a time when we wonder: what is the point of all this? Is there a point? Should there be a point? A point where we eventually say, “Now it all makes sense”. A point which brings clarity, understanding and we can look at aspects of our life with acceptance and forgiveness. A point which soothes our sorrows and brings knowing that all we live to do and do to live has a purpose.

Our need for greater purpose has us seeking answers and solutions to satisfy our thirst for absolution, revelation and realization. Yet, it’s as if our memory was completely wiped and we are left utterly vulnerable in this life experience with only our emotions to guide us and previous generations to teach us.

We are literally feeling our way around in all this material mass through that which we call our body. And through this wonderful life experience our misgivings, struggles, burdens, pains and sorrows often induce questions about our physical existence. What is this thing called life and why are we here?

Though we enjoy exploring our world through sensory pleasure, we feel there must be more to this physical life than merely feeding our roaming eyes, heeding our inquiring ears, indulging our ravenous mouth and treating our keen nose.

We believe that if we had the answers to these questions then we would be able to live life more abundantly. If someone could just tell us what we are here to do and how we are supposed to do it then at least our efforts and decisions could be better managed. Instead, we are birthed into this thing called ‘life’ and left to figure it out as we go along.

No instructions, no guidelines, no warnings or cautions and certainly no ‘get out of jail free’ card for when we screw up. We rely on those before us to fill us in and we entrust those that carry special titles in our life to provide some guidance and advice about this adventure.

We view life as a birth and death experience in which we clutch firming onto a hopeful expectation of about an eighty-year life span – on a good run. However, what is created, expressed and experienced between this time seems rather meaningless without purpose. So, we come to our own conclusions.

Many believe that we are merely here to learn something. We assume that once we have come full circle of life’s lessons, we will hear the whisper of death.

Some believe we have a pre-determined path from a higher power that we have been chosen to fulfil. We presume we have a special, individual purpose unfolding that must be satisfied before the end of our time.

Others think we are simply here to be tested on our faith and prove our worthiness whereby judgment day will determine the fate of our souls.

Whatever our renditions of physical existence are, they assist in defining our journeys. They help guide our decisions and actions and determine our identity.

We express our variable versions and interpretations of the stories we create in diverse assortments. Throughout this period, we spend an enormous amount of time looking at our clocks and assessing our time lines in ratio to goals reached.

We celebrate birthdays, mark important dates such as anniversaries or graduations and document many of our ‘firsts’ like buying our first home; in acknowledgement of our progress, achievements and accomplishments. We set incremental goals and hope to complete and achieve them within the expected time frame.

Our entire life is based on intentionality. There is no action taken without purpose no matter how large or small. We choose to go to college with the intention of earning a degree or have a better paying job. We work hard in order to have nice things. We exercise for mind and physical health. We’ll take a vacation to relax. There is nothing we do without intention. Therefore, we expect that there must be a greater purpose for our physical existence. Surely, we are not here just to bang around, have random experiences and die.

While our youngest years are spent exploring and experimenting with life’s gifts, our quest for self-discovery and development of our identity takes place as early as our teens.

Curiosity about the world beyond and our life’s purpose is typically aroused around our twenties. Trying to understand the meaning of life and our place in this world with various conflicting perspectives can often be the most turbulent time in our lives.

Our thirties are commonly, heavily drenched in self-reflection. We review and critique our achievements, successes and failures and worry about the things we have not yet fulfilled or completed.

By forty, self-evaluation and reflection deepen. We pride having overcome many of life’s struggles and obstacles. Specific goals have been reached and accomplished while other interests and objectives have changed along the way. But there is still a yearning for something deeper, something greater, something more meaningful.

By the time we are fifty we have stories to fill a library but it’s not until we reach our sixties and beyond that our perspective and energy begins to shift. Our appreciation for life settles in as we move closer to what could be the end of our road. Priorities change and though we have a quiet pride for our achievements and are quite happy to talk about our stories; their significance dramatically decreases. We have no interest to flaunt our accomplishments, be acknowledged or honored. Something changes. But what?

The same thing that would happen if informed we had six months to live due to an incurable disease. This kind of ‘time’ would look different to the one we would typically follow, and it would absolutely alter our purpose and perception.

Suddenly, tomorrow no longer matters. There are no five-year goals, no two-year plans or even an objective for the day. There is only now. What we do with our time now and how we spend now.

All those life-long plans to achieve something and fulfil a purpose would come crashing down if someone were to tell us our time would soon be up. But do we ever really know how much time we have? Are we being naïve, optimistic or just foolish making plans for a future that is not guaranteed? More importantly, if the only time that exists and the only time we have is ‘now’, would that eradicate the idea of purpose? If there is no purpose, then what is the point to life?

Was all that planning and working towards our goals just a waste of our physical time?

We come to realize that even when we are gone, the sun will still rise, the Earth will keep spinning and life will continue without our input. Some will leave an impression and will be remembered, honored or worshiped for decades beyond death; while the memory of the majority will wither away along with the remains of their material bodies. Though that may sound a little glum, there is something fantastic going on that is above and beyond our physical reality.

We want our life spent on Earth to be impactful or have some sort of significance. We want to leave our mark; a little piece of our efforts.

We want to feel special, as though we are the ‘chosen one’ for an important job. We want to feel like we are the apple of the Universe’s eye.

Well, we are, but not in the way many believe. It is infinitely greater.

Our sole purpose in life no matter how we choose to create or experience it is JOY! Yep, that’s it. It is pure joy; in every way that joy can be expressed and experienced. When ‘now’ is all there is, joy, appreciation and gratitude are the only choice. This may not be dramatic or sentimental enough for us contrast loving humans. However, even through our contrasts, we always seek joy.

Joy is love. It is harmony, clarity, abundance, freedom and well-being. It is upliftment, elation and ecstasy. There is nothing in our lives that we could not experience joyously, harmoniously, lovingly, abundantly or freely. There is nothing in our ‘now’ moment that we could not find gratitude or fun in.

Children are most connected to this joy because their only focus is the present and their only interest is joy. They have the ‘what now’ attitude that often annoys adults. Children’s only priority is what fun can be had now. They are not naïve to life; it is what pure energy ‘looks like’ before we become preoccupied and lost in our own creations. Before we become corrupt with all the human made-up nonsense.

Nothing is going on outside of our creative boundaries. Anything we feel negatively is contrast interpreted outside of our joy. While most of us are planning and working hard for our tomorrows and awaiting the full fruition of the desired conditions in order to be joyous; the infinite opportunities for joy and fun ‘now’ become lost.

Joy requires no explanation or justification. Joy simply is and when there is joy there is gratitude, appreciation, clarity, eagerness and love. It is connection with self. When we act through joy, there is magic and magnetism.

Beyond our physical experiences and joy, the other most significant purpose and broader perspective to all this human stuff is EXPANSION!

There is no unknown delegated assignment or obligation. There is no job to be completed or a special calling we must adhere to. There isn’t anything we need to be, do, have or are required to complete. There isn’t anything we need to learn or master.
We are not here to learn a lesson or save the world. There is nothing that needs to be repaired or restored.

We are creators! We make believe our lives. We make up standards, rules, normalcies, societies…EVERYTHING for whatever purpose it serves in this physical world in order to live harmoniously. However, it is all make believe!

We work hard to fit into these societies. We work hard at our jobs, careers, relationships, religious beliefs and all the titles we gather along the way. We work hard to be the best we can be in all areas.

We can be the honorary nurse whose passion is to help people when they are most vulnerable, we can be the exemplary teacher who aspires to positively mold young minds or an animal rights activist whose desire is to protect wildlife from harm. It isn’t about the changes in history, legacies or the shifts made in societies. It isn’t the hard work, the title we hold, the action or the imagined and manifested stories that are impactful; it is the emotion these stories induce. It is the passion and power that is ignited. It is about the desire, the energy and the force behind these actions. It is the stuff that fuels energy and thrusts it further into expansion.

Contrasts allow this and in fact are the prime reason for expansion. Our awareness of things that make us sad or angry is constantly giving birth not only to a better world but to an ever-expanding consciousness and energy. Without the contrasts, we would not know the difference.

War increases our desire for peace. Hate elevates our love. Conflict gives rise to harmony. Diversity attracts unity. Problems promote solutions. In every area, how we view and interpret what we see negatively increases our desire for positivity. This is what we call evolution. In the same manner are our beings, our energy, this infinite intelligence expanding and evolving.

Therefore, our ‘purpose’ is not a means to an end. It is much greater than we can imagine. It is much more significant than what we could ever do or achieve in physical form. Yet, it is through our physical focus and experiences that we elevate energy.

When we are not living joyfully, we will be continuously drawn to fullness of that which we are. When we are not up to speed with all that we have become, we will feel that yearning, that pull, that which feels like our calling toward our magnificence; toward our light. We cannot be less than that which we have become. When we disconnect, disallow or resist our magnificence, it will feel like confusion and detachment. Every time we feel the separation, the urge to find ourselves and our purpose will once again dominate.

We are conscious beings that expand and continue to expand at rates unfathomable to the human mind. We are pure, joyful, infinite and Masterful Creators that can manifest imagery. Everything that exists in our physical life is proof of the utmost creative power and creative control we have. Our focus is so powerful that we have begun to believe just as intensely in our own visions, imagery and experiences.

There is not a singular purpose; we go where the imagination flows. However, through our higher non-physical perspective, joy is all there is. The greater purpose of our inner selves is elevation and expansion. There is a constant yearning for elevating joy and expanding love. This is what makes us infinite beings.

To lead a purposeful life, follow your joy, desires, interests and passions. Be present with them. Make every moment count. Make every moment deserving of your undivided, joyful attention. Embrace your now. Fill it with fun, eagerness and excitement.

Create for the fun of it and the expansion of it.

This is living on purpose and that is the purpose of life!