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I Am Fierce with Reality

April 1, 2017
crocodiles in the river

“You need only claim the events of your life to make yourself yours. When you truly possess all you have been and done … you are fierce with reality.” ~ Florida Scott-Maxwell

There is a person that I used to follow in Instagram that I have since unfollowed. On paper she seemed like the kind of person I would really have enjoyed knowing. She had done similar things to me in that she had followed her heart and was living a life on her terms.

But.

What she was also doing was bashing any other life; judging people who made more traditional choices than hers.

It felt yucky.

The same way it feels yucky when people get all misty-eyed when they talk to me about how I am ‘living the dream,’ while devaluing their own lives.

Their own beautiful, flawed, imperfect, messy, magical lives.

Yes, I (we) have made choices that brought us to a beautiful place, a hot place (that was a very conscious decision!), and a magical one.

But it is truly no more magical than the place we lived before. It is no more magical than the place my family lives in Canada. It is no more magical than anywhere else.

It is magical because we have decided that it is.

I never wanted this life. I did not ever put Costa Rica on a vision board. Ever. People tell me all of the time that I am ‘living the dream’, but that is not what I am doing at all.

What I am doing is not dreaming. I am actually doing everything I can to say awake.

To quote Florida Scott-Maxwell, I am “fierce with reality.” Ants and all.

I have had losses and blows and hard stuff, and thanks to that stuff I know – to my bones – that this life is rare and precious. So a few years ago I made a decision to stop being numb. I opened – widely – to Magic and Miracles. I asked for them. I welcomed them. I noticed them. I followed them. I believed in them. I participated in them. I learned to follow where they lead. And my life changed.

But first I had to find them in the life I was already leading.

Many of us are searching for something. We have been taught unease. We have been taught to want, to yearn, to feel like something is missing.

Billions can’t be made from a population who are happy and content with their lives.

Your life, right now is magical.  Read that again: Your life right now is magical. Miracles happen every single day. I don’t want you to want my life, or anyone else’s life. I want you to want YOUR life. I want you to open up so widely to your life and loving your life right now that life opens up and loves you right back.

That is my dream: to have a life filled with Magic and Miracles. Not in some distant future. Now. In the middle of my messy, imperfect, beautiful, flawed life.

After I had opened to them and began trusting them, I decided to let the magic and miracles lead the way.

And they lead me here.

No vision board required.

Don’t imagine where they will lead you. Don’t try to control the magic. Just open up, notice them, look for them, believe in them, participate in them, follow them, and be ready for an amazing ride.

xo

Alignment, emerge, I AM

Building a Mystery

May 19, 2015

Clear away expectations, and let yourself picture a wild, grand new world. ~ Martha Beck

 

Caroline W Casey quote

 

I am sitting on my own in the gathering twilight. The jungle of the day is winding down, the jungle of the night is waking up. I was listening to a recorded call by Martha Beck and Boyd Varty, and they were talking about truth. They were talking about the importance of gathering and deep work and play and something bigger and deeper than magic. They were talking about connection.

They were speaking my language.

And in that way that the universe plays with us, as the talk finished, my shuffle went to Sarah McLachlan singing Building a Mystery.

That’s how I feel right now. Like I have been given a sacred gift: the gift of being able to build my life from the ground up. But it is currently a mystery.

And I don’t know what to do with it. 

Martha and Boyd talked about not knowing where they were going, but knowing that they were going to be prepared to ‘move at dawn.’ To follow where the path leads.

Part of me would give anything for a crystal ball; for a way to see that we are going to be okay. But then it wouldn’t be a leap of faith. Part of me would like to be in total control and to have things work out exactly the way I want them to. But I know that would be an unnecessarily limited future as I can’t dream big enough for myself.

Caroline Casey, in Making the Gods Work for You, writes about playing with the universe and actively working with the magic and the stories and the stars. In the quote above she talks about conjuring the most beautiful and loving world, but it’s about collaboration with, not dominance over. It’s about moving forward and having faith and doing what you can to align with creation. It’s about listening. It’s about letting go. As I typed that, Sarah McLachlan (another song – Full of Grace – on shuffle, and I haven’t heard her on shuffle for years) sang ‘letting go’ exactly as I typed it.

Magic.

I’ll say it again: it’s about letting go.

It’s dark now, under the new moon. We are so deep in the jungle that the only light I can see is from a few scattered fireflies and a single light up on the ridge above us where the driveway onto our farm meets the dirt road. It’s a different world already, and it feels like anything is possible.

So right now I am asking for help. I am asking for a miracle. I am asking for transformational abundance. I am asking that together we conjure the most beautiful, loving world possible. And as always, I am asking for magic.

And now? I am letting it go.

Building a mystery is going to be so much fun.

I know it. 😉

 

xo

 

 

Alignment, I AM, Mango Season, Place

On the Origins of Mango Season

November 20, 2014

The “hows” are the domain of the Universe. It always knows the shortest, quickest, fastest, most harmonious way between you and your dream. – Mike Dooley

 

costaricameghangengeTwo years ago, Mark and I were on holiday on the island of St. Vincent, and I was moaning about the lack of local fruit available. We could have strawberries and blueberries and apples – apples?! – but there wasn’t very much tropical fruit. Apparently the bulk of their customers wanted fruit that they knew. So rather than fill the buffet with local fruit, the company would ship fruit in from Mexico and the US.

Desperate for local fruit, I asked one of the locals where I could get some mangoes. She explained to me that while there was lots of other fruit available (which I quickly found and ate embarrassingly large amounts of) the mangoes weren’t currently in season. Thinking about mango season made her grin wickedly. She said that when mangoes are in season, they are everywhere! You can walk along the road and just pick them off of the tree.

She said that once she ate so many mangoes that she got Mango Boils.

I have never forgotten that smile and that image of unlimited, ripe, juicy, dripping, golden fruit.

It feels like abundance to me.

If I know one thing for sure it’s that we cannot dream big enough for ourselves. So when I think about what I want my life in Costa Rica to look like, I am deliberately casting my net wide. I will not be working with the hows. We are taking the leap and then following our hearts, because I know what I do want.

I want Mango Season.*

* We have invited as many people to stay as we have beds, and they have all come for rest and retreat and collaboration and community. They are all people whose art – whatever form it is – enchants or interests us, and the mixture is eclectic and delightful. The mornings begin with breakfast on the deck, Costa Rican coffee, and never-ending bowls of fruit. The days are filled with creativity and camaraderie and solitude and waterfalls and whale watching on the beach. The evenings begin around our enormous dinner table which is overflowing with delicious, local, seasonal food. The food and the wine and the laughter and the real, honest, open discussion flow through into the night. Everyone feels rich and juicy and replenished and abundant and connected. And sitting there, in the glow of lantern and candle light I know that I am exactly where I dreamed myself to be.

Mango Boils and all.

xo