Walking Towards Clarity

February 7, 2018

Walking 32 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail sure is a good way to test the idea of walking for half the summer! A twenty-mile day yesterday, followed by 12 miles today reminded me that walking in Nature is my favorite way to live.

Today’s walk even included getting on a scheduled coaching call, with John contentedly waiting, and bantering about ideas afterward. “I can work on my business from the trail!” I thought.

Not only that, two women from my Facebook community wrote directly to me with their questions about the trail. “Women are seeking me out for suggestions and coaching while I’m out walking! I’m walking in service!”

I get really excited about helping women, and men too, visualize and claim their trail dreams, find ease and joy walking their trail, and ease their burdens from past suffering wherever their journey unfolds.

I’m getting keen on the idea of using this summer to expand Forgivenesswalks and walk as well!

I could offer:

  • Custom personal coaching in Atlanta, North Georgia, and southern Ohio
  • Virtual coaching by phone and internet
  • Audio versions of Walk for a Singing Heart
  • In-person Walks for a Singing Heart
  • Satori games in person and virtual

Which of these services can you

  • Use?
  • Help me with?
  • Refer to someone?

I’d love to do that!

In joy,

Regina

Stick Hat

February 6, 2018

With 10,000 miles of hiking under my feet, I am surprised when I forget something! But yesterday I did. My sunhat. What did I do?

Improvised!

Check out the hat I fashioned from my neck scarf and a three-pronged stick! Well, it loomed goofy, especially with the projectile poking out from my head. But, it worked! Don’t quit!

Improvise! What’s a story you have of improvising to save the day?

Forgot my hat? Improvise!

Deadline or Fruition?

February 5, 2018

“Today is the day we could celebrate making a glorious choice and having a blessingway for our summer adventure,” I said when the waking music played this morning. It is the day John heard that our Ridgerunning boss wants to know if I want the 19-week job (with John subbing for me for three weeks while I babysit my grandson.)

“But, we haven’t done that, have we?” He replied.

A full conversation ensued, which thrilled me as a sign of progress in our communication! We even talked about money, and he stayed in the conversation, and we even concluded with words instead of stormy silence. Yay!

The beliefs I notice I have about this situation are:

  • If I give up Ridgerunning I can’t go back to it.
  • I have to be earning money this summer to support myself and to feel honorable.
  • I am doubtful that I can run Forgivenesswalks profitably.
  • I doubt that John really wants to work in Forgivenesswalks.
  • Ridgerunning is a sure thing, taking the least effort to learn new things, and it’s the best financial choice.

Stepping back, I can acknowledge that none of those are facts. I can see a use for Byron Katie’s four questions about the statements being true and what turnaround could make them even more ripe with possibility or for a good session of “What if?”

I’ll report back!

What If?

January 31, 2018

My Super Blue Blood Moon experience today filled my senses with awe and my soul with awakening! A few days ago I realized that the view I would get from my employee housing here at Anza-Borrego Desert State Park would limit my experience to just the beginning of the totality phase of the eclipse. “That’s not good enough!” I declared. As a creator of fulfillment (in difference to a settler for whatever comes), I asked, “Where can I go to get the fullest eclipse experience? I need to be able to see the horizon!” Where better to see the western horizon than the west coast!

I proposed to my partner, John, “How about if we camp on Tuesday night at one of our State Beaches? That way, we could get to see the most of the eclipse!” To my surprise, at least to the surprise of my Old Story that “John never wants to do my ideas” he said “Sure. That sounds good!”

The timing was perfect because Tuesday and Wednesday are our days off. I complicated things, however, by agreeing to do programs at the Visitor Center on both Tuesday morning and Wednesday evening. (Would someone please remind me next time I schedule my month that even though I love doing programs, skipping days off is a great way to burn out!) Anyway, we arrived at our campsite at San Elijo State Beach, about two hours from home, just after dark, with the almost full moon beaming down on us. We took a walk on the beach in the bright moonlight and set the alarm for 3:30 a.m.

To my delight, I could see the beginning of the partial eclipse through the van window! I could take my time getting up out of the warm covers and heading back out to the beach. At 4:00 a.m. we grabbed our lawn chairs and returned to the beach. That’s when the feeling that this, indeed, could be a moment of completion and new beginning, stirred for me. As we walked in the soft red dark of the total eclipse, I stretched into boldly communicating my sense that this moment could provide a “new light” on our relationship.

You might recall that last week I wrote of our 10th anniversary of completing the Appalachian Trail and how it was marked by John declaring that he thought breaking up was our best strategy for going forward. All week, in true Satori fashion, I noticed the beliefs that were coming up. I played a Satori Game that invited me to stop feeding my Old Story of fear of closeness, being invisible, and keeping my light to myself.

“John,” I said, as we picked our way across the smooth stones in the sand, “I want to start being more open with you about how I’m really feeling and what I’m thinking and doing. I want to let you in on what I’m doing in my business and to put energy into creating a summer occupation that really does fulfill both of us!” You see, earlier that morning we had a strained conversation about what John wants to do this summer. The result was a brand new Visioning Brainstorm Map of all the ideas that we had. He has some pretty exciting ideas! I realized that there really are several alternatives to my idea of returning to Virginia for another season of Ridgerunning, which John isn’t thrilled about.

As the moonlight returned, I had a palpable feeling that my new beginning could truly start now! My boldness, openness, and authentic sharing actually felt pretty good. The “cleansed and resurfaced” moon was a metaphor for my own overshadowing and refreshing of behaviors and beliefs.

I would like to report that everything has gone smoothly and we are both now talking freely, creatively, and joyfully about bold, fresh choices and that would be false. We did keep talking most of the day, with one bout of tenseness when he accused me of stifling his expression of feelings. I was able to sincerely listen, affirming my commitment to visioning a mutually fulfilling summer.

My celebration of this amazing moon event climaxed with a lighthearted program with 57 visitors for the purpose of watching the magnificent moon rise! The moon’s confident, fresh countenace illuminated my soul with my clear purpose of enticing others to come outside and feel their connection with Earth and Spirit. Many participants thanked me for a fun and informative event. “I loved listening to you!” one woman said.

I’m up late, still buzzing from the inner stirring from this dance with the Moon!

What I’m taking into my sleep – if I can get to sleep – is

“What if this boldness, clarity, and fresh illumination can light up a thrilling adventure? What if this summer can truly be the summer that I magnify the dream I conceived ten years ago when I finished not just the Appalachian Trail but the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) as well? What if my declaration to earn my living hiking that spurred me on at the northern terminus of the PCT is ready to take on a fresh glow this summer?”

One of John’s ideas is to return to the Pacific Crest Trail and walk the northern half. What if I co-created that with him? What if everything I’ve done in the past nine years to build Forgiveness Walks could be unleashed and offered to generate the funds and the community to support this walk? What if it’s time to fulfill a new version of “hiking for my living?” That thought thrills me, like the returning light of the Moon. What if I let this light shine?