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My Word Of The Year: Ritual

On the outside, I look like a normal, office professional with a no-waves lifestyle. I have a quiet life, for the most part. I’ve got a stable relationship, a few close friends and family members, a few hobbies and I’ve held onto the same job for the last (almost) three years.

The truth is, I’m a high-functioning rebel.

I find it incredibly hard to commit to new rules, schedules or habits. I love change – I even crave it often – when I’m instigating it. I don’t like it when others impose it on me.  I don’t like when authority figures try to strong arm me. I especially don’t like feeling as though someone questions my motivations. Sometimes, I even resist my own changes. Sometimes, I’ll abandon an idea or project just because I felt it a threat to my freedom or values. Whether that’s true or not, is all in my perspective.

Needless to say, I’m not one for resolutions… Change, I do, but going to the gym or quitting coffee? Hell would freeze over.

As we’ve past the half-way point of 2015, I feel it’s a good time to re-evaluate how I’ve managed to put self-honouring changes in place. This year, I chose to use one word and not a list of resolutions to be abandoned…

One Word Is All It Takes

It makes sense, it’s challenging to change habits. It’s even harder to change a few of them at a time. However, if we give ourselves one theme, guideline or word, it’s much easier to implement it into our lifestyle.

Naturally, I respond better to themes and cues than I do to complicated rules and lists. Most of us do, really. And who has the time to treat their life as a business analysis and produce forecasts and performance appraisals.

So back to simple. I chose a word. I proceeded to do the word of the year exercise by Christine Kane.  My word, as it turns out, was “Ritual“. The second word I was drawn to was “Love“.

I’ve discovered that for me, this meant a need to ground, center, find beauty, honour the sacred in the every day and honour what is sacred in me.

The word “exercise” begs the question: what does “ritual” mean to me? What forms has this taken?

And that’s the beauty of this particular exercise; it’s not prescriptive and it’s absolutely personal. You get out of it exactly what you need. Your word could be “beauty” or “joy” if what you need most is to re-learn how to enjoy yourself.

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Risky Yoga Meditation; "It's all fun and games until someone loses an I."

Risky Yoga Meditation

I haven’t really created a daily ritual this year, but I’ve taken the approach of treating a few key activities as a ritual and my mornings as precious.

Writing, yoga or cycling (depending on the season), gardening and reading have been mindful activities for me. My mindset is to be more aware and to practice loving thoughts, feelings and activities.

When I engage, I am fully present. I appreciate the beauty and sacredness of the action. Essentially, I practice bringing more intention to what I do. On a broader level, implementing rituals helps me reconnect with my First Nations and Celtic roots.

I have made the commitment to write every day. Although I may not publish on this blog more than once weekly at the moment, I’m often working on ideas. I treat this place as a sacred space to reflect, exchange and listen to my own intuition. This is what a loving practice feels like for me. You may also love to write, or maybe you love to play board games or cook a nice meal. The key ingredient is to bring love to what you do.

A feather over smudge smoke in a shell.

Smudging Ceremony. Source: Manitobah Mukluks blog

In terms of energy healing, I have decided, as I commit to my reiki practice to also include it in my morning rituals. I’ve been smudging, my home and myself, almost weekly. And monthly, I’ve been practicing the Rite of the Womb.

I have witnessed the power of ritual in my life; it increases my awareness, my gratitude and my self-healing ability.

What I’ve noticed in my life

Creative Flow

I write with ease, I make decisions with less difficulty and my problem-solving ability has improved. I am steadfast with this blog, and it becomes easier and yet, more meaningful to me. I feel inspired daily and have caught myself expressing a “can-do” attitude. I have been blessed with many insights on my life, mySelf, my choices and my surroundings. When we treat life with grace, grace is what we’re given.

Overall Health

This year, I’ve listened to my body more closely. I’ve been less affected by the typical winter bugs. My sleep has been better this year than it has been in years. When I ride my bike, I feel like I’m flying, not like I’m about to have one of my previously famous asthma attacks. I’ve started ditching guilt. I have less and less cravings for unhealthy foods. I’ve begun valueing myself as a being of light, deserving of wellness. I’ve become inclined toward physical activity as a source of life-affirmation, not as a necessary evil or a form of punishment for carrying excess weight and not meeting society’s standards of health and beauty.

If you could pick a word to inspire your actions, what would it be? Do you have any ritual you have found helpful?

 

 

Anxious About the Future?

A few weeks ago, while writing this post, I was having a hard time being back in my routine. I try to write this blog as a true reflection of my journey, as I see it, experience it. For this to be a genuine exchange, there has to be posts relating to be challenges and days where feeling the feelings hurts so darn much. Know that I am feeling better, but I found it important to share the lows as well, because it’s human. And as spiritual beings having a human experience, we owe it to ourselves to forgive ourselves, accept the grief and anxiety in order to better let go. In love, M.

As you’ve read, I’ve been on an extraordinary holiday and shared some beautiful moments and insights with dear friends (old and new) this summer. I came home with my heart full and my head wide open. For most people, there’s also a caveat to being exposed to alternative ways of living, a plethora of options and being shown the weight of your own freedom; for me, that takes the cyclical form of existential anxiety.

I wonder… do I fear the future or am I terrified of missing out (FOMO: Fear of Missing Out), as it happens to my fellow Gen Keep Calm and Say no to FOMOYers? Ok, so FOMO is about social anxiety, but could it not also extend to a fear of not tasting the full buffet of life?

I’m someone who often questions my life situation, my decisions and I reassess frequently whether I am happy, healthy and on the “right path” (meaning, one that brings me fulfillment and a great sense of purpose).

(As i write this, hummingbirds and titmouse are flying up to my window…life is sweet and must be savoured in small and great pleasures alike!)

I’d be lying if I told you there’s a clear, singular reason for this “mal de vivre”. In truth, it’s the result of integration, growth and positive change to unfold and soon to enter my life. But for now, I feel sad, I feel like a wreck and I think it’s important to expose this side of personal development and the spiritual journey.

Anxiety mental health symbol isolated on white. Mental disorder icon designI’m not alone in feeling anxious about the future (in fact, myopia is on the rise and that has as much to do with apprehension as it does to the use of screens on our various devices). I’ve harboured fears around my future since my teens. It became recurring in my twenties and as I faced grown-up challenges like grief, job loss, depression, thyroid condition and burnout. Life happens, am I right?

I’m a well-adjusted person, I’m self-aware and I try to be my best self. But I get anxious when I feel the effects of time; when I’m confronted with the dichotomy of past and present “me” or when I witness loved ones’ milestones (weddings, births, illness, passing).

Anxious? You’re not alone…

Anxiety is not rational and it runs away with your sound mind. Anxiety leaves you with a jumping record of your worst-case scenarios on loop. There’s no room for problem-solving, creation or healing. That’s the thing with fears; they’re likely unfounded and unhelpful. My fears often crippled me (and sometimes still do), and I’d turn around and a year had gone by. Then, I’d go into a panic that “I haven’t any time to waste!”

I’m still afraid of failing and worse, I’m afraid of succeeding. Who or what would I leave behind, if I became insanely successful? What options will be eliminated by my success or failure? If I make this or that choice, am I giving up something I may want more or later?

Part of me is terrified of the idea of not living fully, of being excluded, of regret, or not experiencing the full-spectrum of the life’s opportunities. And yet, I don’t want to jump out of an airplane. So clearly, the reality of my wants and needs is not that extreme.

I think my generation is blessed and cursed by the the Internet age. Gen Y suffers from so much freedom and connectivity, potentially expressed in many choices and enabled by accessible devices that we eventually feel paralyzed (can’t decide as we feel overwhelmed) or obsessed (we want to do it all, at once, or bust). Maybe it’s both. As it is currently defined, the Fear of Missing Out (FOMO) relates mostly to social angst and feeling like fun is had without us. I take this fear further, into a general “existential anxiety” that is born from a fear of the future combined with the multitude of social events and happenings online. FOMO is being afraid of all the possibilities AND of our own choices. It’s crazy-making!

Redefining FOMO: Full of Meaning and Oneness

FOMO for me, manifests in my wanderlust and in my deep need to create a family. They seemingly conflict, or so society says, but in fact, they just require intentional choices. FOMO, in check, can take the form of a fierce independence that drives my career decisions and reminds me that I have found/created my purpose. My freedom IS a blessing, as it is my responsibility; choosing what’s right for me is the tricky part.

I can’t speak for my entire generation, but as a member, I can say that I need simple living more than ever. “Simple” is my own definition. It’s making choices that respect my values and make my life easier in my heart and in my day-to-day.  I need simplicity for my health and well-being. I certainly don’t need a mould or more rules to follow and standards to meet. I think Gen-Y needs to make choices that honour us and thanks to which, we stop comparing ourselves to each other or to previous generations. We need to unplug and redefine FOMO: Full of Meaning and Oneness.

Read my post here on Getting Over Existential Anxiety!

Have you ever felt analysis paralysis or felt overwhelmed by options? How have you taken back your life? What choices did you make to feel connected to your Self and your inner knowing and peace?

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