Blessing

As our journey begins, here’s a blessing I’m singing, thanks to my friend, Sara and generations before her!

“May troubles be less and blessings be more
May nothing but happiness come to your door
And may you have luck wherever you go
And blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow.

May winds be at your back and sun be overhead
May friends be at your side wherever you are led”.

Walk with blessings

Winds at your back, Sun overhead

My Life is a Satori Game!

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So many changes are happening during this transition to Nomadic Lifestyle! I’m grateful for having the words from Satori pop into my head:

“This is a healing dance.”
“I refuse to invest any more energy in my own story.”
“I love myself being in my feelings about this”
Etc.

Seems like my life is a Satori Game!

How about you?

Play Satori

Stepping into a Dream

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This is my favorite view in my Ridgerunning Section on the Appalachian Trail. I’ve been by this spot over a dozen times now in my four seasons of working here.

Today, I’m recalling the first time I snapped a photo of the vista.  My dream of walking in service to others was new then!  How I have stepped since then!

My confidence in my message is stronger.
I have clear products to produce.
I have successful clients!
I have a Satori Host Training series.
I am single.
I have invested cash instead of a house.

All have been steps of various sizes and difficulties and they are steps just the same in the direction of my walking in service vision.

What’s your dream? What steps are you and have you taken to walk into it?

Take one today!

A Radical Moment

I’m in the self-checkout area in Wal-mart. A little girl is screaming. Her mom is livid while feverishly punching buttons, pulling out cash.
Twenty bystanders are holding their breath.
At that moment I shift that world of breathless bystanding, thinking, “I matter. I believe in fulfillment of love in each moment.”

You see, the night before I had let go of the belief, “I don’t matter”, in a Satori game. In addition, all week I  had been distilling my “why” to a fundamental belief in “fulfillment”. Could I act on that right now, in this moment, with these people? In this place?

Yes. I could try.

I cross over to the scene and say to the little ball of a girl on the floor, “what a precious person you are.” I stand and say to the mom, “You’re a really great mom.” She responds, continuing her paying motions, “Seriously?!”
“Yes.”
I crouch next to the girl, now huddled beneath the grocery cart. I silently shower her with acceptance.
I don’t know if that intervention mattered to them, but I felt a wave of acceptance and possibility for all of us, a knowing of how a world of radical forgiveness might look, a sense that I do matter and everyone else matters and we can love and accept each other just as we are and that spreading a wave of radical forgiveness along the Appalachian Trail corridor might be composed of many moments like this.

What if playing Satori is practice for Life?

Are you game?

Play Satori

Why I Want to Stay Alive

My brother chose to leave this physical life a few months ago or so it appears. I honor him and accept his choice. Although I don’t know his reasons or what he was trying to leave, it inspires me to discern my own journey through frustration in a miserable marriage.

There I was, feeling trapped in a relationship fraught with criticism, dispassion, emotional abuse, betrayal, loneliness, and boredom. I blamed myself for choosing it. Had I not created it all myself out of my own self-hatred, as I was learning in my Radical Forgiveness training?

What a fraud I was! If I was so smart to have these amazing tools for shifting energy, how come they weren’t working to save my marriage?

I lamented from under the bed covers, a throbbing headache blinding me to solutions that could free me from my emotional prison.

“There has to be a way out of this besides dying!” , a small, inner voice said.

But why?
Why choose life?

Well, here are some of my reasons.

Death is messy. Someone has to clean up the body.
There are people who would be sad and miss me.
I love what I can do in a body! I can walk in Nature. Paint with beautiful colors. Hike in mountains and sleep outside. Eat fresh strawberries. Have good sex. And that’s just the start of a list.

You can add yours if you like.

Today, several years after that pivotal cry, I sit at a mountain waterfall, working as a professional hiker. My marriage did end- with the help of the tools of Radical Forgiveness – and I rejoice in my choice of Life!

I guess that’s my Independence Day thought.

I celebrate the Freedom to choose life, supported by this free nation where I can express the choice of life. And that, I see, I must first choose for myself.

Come choose with me

Reveling in an Experience

I would rather experience something than read or write about it. Describing something that I just did seems to diminish the energy buzz I feel as an activity I enjoyed ends. Maybe that’s why I’m not much of an adventure journal writer. After a  full day’s hike, I want to lie in my sleeping bag and keep feeling the energy coursing in my body. The events and timeline of the day flow together in a tapestry of sensory delights. Reducing them to words seems trite and almost irreverent.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll tell you about it- about walking with 10 other Nature explorers using all of our senses as darkness crept over us and the colors turned to grey.
For now, though, I choose to rest and integrate the tingling thrills of awakening my senses in a physical conversation without words.

Two Days ’til Nomadic Lifestyle Begins: Relieving Stress

I have a confession to make about this countdown! I planned in a few days of “cushion” time, knowing that if I used my drop dead final day for leaving for my new job, I’d be in the state I am today on my truly last day!  Well, that was smart!  I had planned to use that cushion taking an extra trip up to the Len Foote Hike Inn, prepared to need the days for unfinished moving business.

As I had suspected, my fictitious penultimate day has me feeling stressed, on the brink of my Stress Syndrome, when I feel nauseous, headachey, cold, and sleepy!  This time, I caught myself slipping into it and addressed it. Instead of eating carbohydrates that I crave, I ate a salad with living sprouts and nutritional yeast (for the B vitamins). I breathed into the day, and did a Radical Forgiveness “Emerge-n-See” process, those 4 magical steps to energy shift.

The front door buzzed with activity for an hour late this morning when my two sons arrived, one to pick up the tools he gets to keep, one to get off to class before he moves out this evening. Right on their heels was the designer bringing decorations and advice about cabinet knobs. And just minutes before I was scheduled to take a coaching call, the realtor popped in with a contract to sign. I did my best to relax and assist each one with their goals.

Catching Niagara Falls

Receiving Unlimited Abundance

Then, a surprise visitor! My friend, Deanna, had taken a box of photos home with her last week, promising to scan them onto a memory stick for me to help lighten my moving load. Well, there she was, returning them all scanned and sorted! A quick check of the files lit me up with happy memories! One photo helped me realize that even at a young age I imagined myself receiving unlimited abundance from infinite sources. In this photo, I’m letting Niagara Falls cascade into my cupped hands! Now THAT’S receiving!

 

The coaching call went smoothly, while I paced in my empty studio, missing the couch that’s taking up residence in my sons’ apartment. I had my doubts about taking clients this week while I’m packing, but coaching actually helps ME stay centered and use the powerful shifting tools myself. As usual, I get as much benefit from the session as my coaching “collaborator”.

Time for a relaxing bath! Ease out the sore spots and enjoy the warmth.

Now, I’m recharged and ready to move stuff again. But, the rooms are 98% empty! “When did that happen?! It’s actually happening! There IS an end to the sorting!” I ran the dust mop around the empty rooms, reminding myself to create a blessingway ceremony for each room.

Later this afternoon, another collaborator, Wendy, came to pick up her Satori Game and inquire about learning how to facilitate the game. We explored the possibility of collaborating on a Facilitator’s training. What a fabulous idea! She left an hour later with two projects underway: learning to host Satori Games, and checking into financing the possible purchase of MY HOUSE!

Well, guess what! My stress is relieved!  I feel blessed!  I feel  creative and supportive! I feel productive and supported! Gratitude fills me and I am ready for the next steps!!