May you be blessed with good friends, by John O’Donohue

May you be blessed with good friends,

And  learn to be a good friend to yourself,

Journeying to that place in your soul where

There is love, warmth and feeling.

May this change you.

 

May it transfigure that which is negative, distant,

Or cold within your heart.

May you be brought into real passion, kindness,

And belonging.

 

May you treasure your friends.

May you be good to them, be there for them

And receive all the challenges, truth and light you need

©John O’Donohue

The 6 P’s to make change happen (via Brene Brown)

In her brilliant book, “I thought it was just me (but it isn’t)” which looks at perfectionism and shame, Brene details the way WE can make change happen.

Personal
“Even the most personal changes often have a powerful ripple effect through the lives of our families, friends and colleagues.”

Pens
“Write a letter. Most organisational leaders and legislators will respond to letters, emails and faxes.”

Polls
“Vote. Find out how candidates feel about the issues that affect your life and vote.”

Participation
“Learn about the organisations that support your issues. Join them in the fight.”

Purchases
“The dollar is mightier than the sword: stop buying from people who don’t share your values.

Protests
A protest is not always a million people marching on the capital. Sometimes the protest is four or five people showing up at a school board meeting in someone’s office.”

When Change Comes…What If…?

Change frightens us because we lose what is familiar and stand in a new landscape we don’t recognise. We are no longer in control. We want certainty where there is mainly uncertainty. We want a plan – we need a plan, so we can see the end though at the beginning. Our frantic attempts to control the chaos exhaust us, as we run from our centre, as we seek to be General Manager of our world. When we live like that, there is no room for trust.

What if we even trusted that we have called chaos to us, for the soul lessons we must learn?
What if we let go of our fears about making mistakes, looking foolish, wasting time and money or the impact on our relationships,?
What if we trusted that there is no failure, only feedback?
What if we stopped, and sat with our emotions, because we are emotional beings, and just listened to our heart?

Would we not find whispers of hope and peace and possibility there?

It’s time to find the silence in the chaos of uncertainty, and sit with it and listen. Listen, and start to see the gifts it brings, or might bring. Know that in the end, you cannot make mistakes; you cannot make wrong choices because you know you will all-ways make that choice right, where your soul path is concerned.

Your soul has called this to you for a reason, and you are stronger than you think. All is well.

 

Butterflies, courage, and the eternal rhythm.

I love butterflies. I think I always have. The miracle of metamorphosis. The caterpillar, stuck to the ground becoming something else that flies through the air. Such a wonderful symbol of all transformation – and a story on how struggle is a core part of that change. I didn’t know for many years how vital it was until I read this from Zorba The Greek

I remembered one morning when I discovered a cocoon in the bark of a tree, just as the butterfly was making a hole in its case and preparing to come out. I waited a while, but it was too long appearing and I was impatient. I bent over it and breathed on it to warm it. I warmed it as quickly as I could and the miracle began to happen before my eyes, faster than life. The case opened, the butterfly started slowly crawling out and I shall never forget my horror when I saw how its wings were folded back and crumpled; the wretched butterfly tried with its whole trembling body to unfold them. Bending over it, I tried to help it with my breath. In vain. It needed to be hatched out patiently and the unfolding of the wings should be a gradual process in the sun. Now it was too late. My breath had forced the butterfly to appear, all crumpled, before its time. It struggled desperately and, a few seconds later, died in the palm of my hand.

That little body is, I do believe, the greatest weight I have on my conscience. For I realize today that it is a mortal sin to violate the great laws of nature. We should not hurry, we should not be impatient, but we should confidently obey the eternal rhythm.

Nikos Kazantzakis