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Costa Rica, Finding the Magic, I AM

Magic Happened.

May 10, 2017
plumeria blossoms

 

Today I am going to tell you a story about Magic.

Several years ago – and I can’t remember exactly how many, but it’s more than 5 – I was part of a wonderful coaching circle led by my friend Jamie Ridler. Jamie IS Magic, and the circle she led was all about us moving our creative dreams (and lives) forward.

plumeriaDuring one of the calls, Jamie had us visualise our future self. Now, I am more auditory than visual, so I have found visualising a challenge in the past, but Jamie always manages to get me to ‘see’ something.

I saw myself in a house. It was mostly white, open plan and all on one level. It was quite modern looking, which is weird because I always pictured myself in something else. There was a large deck around it and a walkway to it, kind of like a dock. I have always wanted a dock, so I intervened and put it onto a lake – because nothing else made sense to me.
The me that I saw in the house was wearing light clothes – I was even in a skirt. (Me?) I felt comfortable. Peaceful. Soft. Grounded. I knew who I was and what I was doing. My days were filled with love and creativity. I was connected to something more. Most of all, I felt a sense of freedom. I had stopped searching for something.

When Jamie gave us time to journal after the meditation, I sketched the house and then, over time, forgot about it.

Two years ago when we started picturing our house, we were going to build a wooden bali-inspired house, but in the living here and the understanding Costa Rica (especially that bugs LOVE to eat wood), we have changed our plans. Now the house we are building is an open-plan, one level, very white, kind-of square, modern house. With a huge deck that you have to walk across to get to the door.
(I’m sure YOU can see the connection, but I didn’t.)
my viewFast forward to last week. I was sitting on the couch with my husband and we were having a conversation about True things. We were quiet for a moment and out of somewhere I got a strange feeling of, ‘oh there you are!’ and felt this weird click.

In that moment I knew that somehow I had caught up to my future self; that we had finally come together and were now the same person. I had forgotten about the meditation, but in the middle of the click I remembered it and saw me and the house and all of it. I felt a strange sense of peace and what I can only describe as yesness.

Holy holy holy.

The most interesting part is that I never – not once – aimed at that image. The house was nothing like I thought I would live in – and I was in a skirt for heaven’s sake!  But for the past six or seven years I have been focusing on those feelings: Peace. Soft. Grounded. Knowing who I am. Love. Creativity. Connected to something more. Joy. Gratitude. Belief. Wonder. Transcendence. And Freedom: Magical Freedom.

I didn’t plan it, but somehow, even all of those years ago, I knew. Or someone or something did.

meghanIn that moment I could only sit and breathe and wonder, and it has taken me a few days to process it all. I feel different, and all I can feel right now is gratitude. There is so much more to all of this than we can possibly imagine. It’s a Mystery and a dance and a conversation.

Listen to your nudges. Listen to your feelings. Ask for help and signs and support and messages. Follow your instincts.

Find the Magic and it will take you places you can’t even imagine.

I love you.

Finding the Magic, I AM

This is Me.

April 22, 2017
plumeria

 

The work that was happening on our home site has now stopped. Part of the challenge of having a builder that builds pre-fab houses is that a lot of the ‘fab’ happens in his workshop. Apparently walls and roof frames are being created somewhere and will be brought over when they are ready. For me this means I am feeling a bit caged. I want to see more happening!

It’s all good though, because now that it is raining, we can shift our attention to planting!

One of the growing things that I love the most is plumeria. I saw it for the first time when I was on the Caribbean island of Grenada and I fell in love. The scent, the delicacy, the whimsy all combined to make it a must have for the new land.

So today we met with a man who grows and propagates plumeria. As soon as we showed that we had a bit of interest, he started talking about all of the different options and scents and colours and sizes.

single plumeriaAs I was standing there, I thought about the grinch’s heart – because mine own grew three sizes while we were talking to this man!  As we were leaving, we apologised for taking up his time.  He just laughed and said, ‘What else it time for? This is me!’

This is me.

How many of us can say that with such conviction? How many of us can smile with our passion showing and say, ‘this is me’? Everything about that inspired me.

We bought so many plumeria, we will be showered with blossoms in a few years, and I love that now, every time I look at them, I will be reminded to embrace and follow and embody my passion 

Because when we allow our light to shine, we become such an inspiration to others, even when we don’t even know we are doing it.

xo

 


What Else is Going On?

 in cahootsThis is the last week to sign up for In Cahoots.

I sat down this week and made a video about the course and what it’s about. I hope you enjoy it!

Registration closes on Friday, so please sign up now!


MM one to oneI also have a new offering and a new way to work one-on-one with me. The new version of Magical Mornings combines my original course with a Skype call and the opportunity to do it as a three-day virtual retreat. It’s all of my favourite things, all rolled up into one! I also make a video all about it. You can see it here.

xo

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Finding the Magic, Magic

Finding the Magic

November 3, 2016

fire meghan genge

 

*Magic.

What does it mean to you?

I never thought that magic would be something that would be the basis for my whole life. Like many people, I always connected magic to the wicked witch, to darkness, and to the unknown. I saw magic as something other, something that good girls like me would never touch.

But then I started to write and people told me that I helped them to see their magic. And then I co-led a retreat and people there told me I had brought magic. And then more than one person called me ‘Magic Meg’, seeing something in me that I had not seen for myself.

So I began embracing it. Playing with it. Participating in it. Loving it.

Within three years, my entire life changed.

And it wasn’t about spells and it wasn’t about potions. It wasn’t remotely about anything dark at all. In fact, it baffled me because it was about doing something that I already do: finding the magic – the divine – in the everyday.

Magic is the word I use for the moment of connection between me and the Mystery.

Magic is the tingle, the wonder, and the enchantment. Magic is the belief in something more. Magic is the delight, the help, the wink, the words, the Divine, the angels, the mystical, the transcendent, the unexplainable, the miracle, the holy.

Magic, for me, isn’t about anything other than proof that we are all divinely connected.

Magic is the moments when we remember who we are. 

And it is only more powerful in the company of other women.

Which is why I decided to begin hosting gatherings of women in places known for their magic.

Finding the Magic is about me providing and holding the space for you to crack open the door that stands between you and your very best self. It’s about giving yourself permission to play with what magic you can see, can find, and can feel. It’s about delight and play and letting go just enough to see that you are magic.

is about remembering what it is like to feel free.

And that is what I want for you.

xo