Lessons of Sevilla
(and other places on my travels)
I don’t have any life changing health or wellness knowledge bombs to drop today. However, I did want to share a few of the BIG lessons I learned about myself and life itself while on my recent solo adventures.
May you all also notice those teachers and lessons in your own experiences today and every day.
Todo e bien,
Until next time,
Gratitude is one of my most favorite things in the world. It's potent. It's powerful. It instantly makes you feel better and raises your vibration. It helps take you out of your ego mind state and focuses on what's good, what's going well and puts positive focus towards the world and others around you. At least this has been the case in my experience. I like to practice it AT LEAST twice a day, if not more. And I wanted to take today to share 34 things in which I'm grateful for for the 34 days of my traveling.
Do you have any daily practices that you loooove and help you to live YOUR best life?
Leave a comment! I'd love to hear them and try them out myself!
Until next time,
Tomorrow I leave for five weeks to travel to Spain, Greece and Italy. My first solo trip. My first time being gone so long. My first time being alone so long. And, truthfully, my first time being not 100% confident, fear and fancy free.
Just last night, I scrambled to my partner's side in bed, sobbing because for the first time in my life, I was actually AFRAID to do something by myself. And. This. Terrified. Me.
In the past, I have been overjoyed to take on new solo adventures and leaned into those experiences and moments with open arms. Welllll... this fear feeling was a whole new ballgame for me but one in which I am definitely learning to lean in to, moment by moment, with open arms.
New mantra, "I welcome the discomfort of winging it and put my positive intention towards trying to actively learn whatever life lessons I'm meant to learn with this experience."
That being said, over the next five weeks, I have made it my new intention to actively infuse aspects of storytelling, spirituality, wellness and humanity (including those oh so uncomfortable feelings of fear, discomfort and change) in to this new adventure. And write about my experiences along the way.
To do so and to hold me accountable, I'm using this as an outlet to share my story and insights over the next month or so. Part healthy traveling, part spiritual journey, part life experience with a heck of a lot of learning, growing and fun wrapped in to one.
To kick off my inaugural blog post, I wanted to share some healthy packing and traveling tips for long journeys.
I’ve listed my top 10 healthy traveling and packing tips below with some fun pics to go along!
1. My essential oils for the plane and after. My new favorite for relaxation is Rose Geranium and another favorite for naturally waking me up is my Grapefruit essential oil. Citrus is a great stimulant when you don’t want to turn to caffeine. I like to take a sniff right from the bottle, or dilute and put a little on my wrists or rub on my temples.
2. My headphones to block out noise while meditating before the flight takes off and right before it lands.
3. Rx bars for dayssss! These bars pack a mean protein punch. Those are my go to protein bar for snacks or a quick breakfast. They are minimally processed and only 4 ingredients. Gotta love these!
4. Larabars are another favorite go to snack of mine. They are minimally processed, most have under 5 ingredients (These have only two, cashews and dates!), plus they’re delicious. What’s not to love?!
5. I love Justin's almond butter singles packets. They are great by themselves in a pinch or paired with an apple or banana for a quick and easy healthy snack.
6. Amazing Grass Green Superfood Antioxidant single packets- for days when you know you just aren't able to get in all your greens. As a health coach, there is a definite part of me checking in with my inner self and making sure I will be able to get my 7-8 servings of veggies a day. Having these while traveling allows me to be present in the moment and truly savor the different lifestyles and cultures while still knowing I’m able to get in all my greens and nutrients for the day.
7. Four Sigmatic Mushroom Coffee with Lion’s Mane and Chaga. Okay. So maybe I don't neeeed this. Especially going to countries where coffee is KING. But how could I not?! I love it. It's delicious, a natural brain booster and it only contains a baby amount of caffeine which I dig.
8. Vital Proteins single collagen packets- need I say more?
9. My resistance bands for in the hostel/hotel workouts when I don’t have access to a gym. I scooped out classes I want to take and nothing beats running outside but sometimes, a good ole fashioned body weight workout is all you need to start the day off right!
10. My water bottle.
So there you have it. My top ten go to healthy traveling and packing tips. I hope this inspires or gives you some new creative ideas about staying healthy while being on the road.
A saying I will never tire of hearing “Failing to plan = planning to fail.” And I feel like I have healthy planned my butt off for this adventure. Now, let’s just see what happens!
Until next time,
I don’t know about you but I’m one of those people who wants to do EVERYTHING in life. Travel everywhere. Take on multiple jobs. Surround myself with endless passions and hobbies. Live a thousand lives all in the span of a day. Quite Literally. Everything.
And even those things I don’t necessarily want to do, a small part of me still feels an obligation to take part because of the ever imposing question, “what will I be missing if I don’t take on this opportunity?”
Well, this mindset and gumption for life was fine for many years of my life. It didn’t feel disempowering. And I sure as heck had the time and energy before to approach life and those opportunities with that FOMO mentality.
Lately, however, I’ve found myself having to get CRYSTAL CLEAR and INTENTIONAL about just how I spend almost every second of every day.
This might be coming from getting older or simply feeling the toll of choosing actions to fill my day that simply don’t fill ME up.
Regardless, there’s one phrase I keep asking myself time and time again that’s not only nourishing to my mind, body AND soul but gives me the permission to say no to things that aren’t going to fill me up right now. And that simple phrase is “If it’s not a ‘HELL YES’ than it’s a no.”
I bet you’re thinking, simpler said than done. Right? Sometimes, yes. Sometimes, no.
The first few times, I felt deeply uncomfortable saying no. I wasn’t listening to my body AT ALL. There were definite clues that it was a “HELL NO.” I just had to tune in and listen.
Well, it took a little getting comfortable with the uncomfortable but “no” has finally become a loving part of my language now. AND a healthy boundary to set for myself and others. Especially when I know, deep down, the opportunity won’t bring me any closer to joy and fulfillment in my life.
Yesterday, I had this incredible and thought provoking discussion with a friend about just this. And how it’s keen to keep in mind, that whatever you are saying yes to in your life, you are also saying no to something else. And how the reverse is true here, as well. Whenever you are actively saying “NO” to something, you are also creating the space for a yes possibility in your life that you quite possibly didn’t even know you needed. Nor wanted.
Recent example in my own life: As much as I know that paying bills is a non-negotiable in life, I’ve been turning down prospective job opportunities because I simply don’t have the energy stores to take these on with my already extensive workload. Especially when it’s not work that undeniably LIGHTS ME UP. This has been a huuuuuuge real life example for me. And game changer. It has opened up the space for more self care and more self love in my life which has been desperately lacking lately.
Moral of my story. Tuning in and taking the radical responsibility of saying "no" to less expansive opportunities has given me the beautiful gifts of time, energy and space to fill those moments with activities that truly do fill my soul with joy, creativity and love. Like writing this blog post.
So I leave you with this:
Where can you incorporate more of your own “Hell Yes’s” in life? And how do these choices make you feel when you make them?
Now go take over the world!
Magic and Miracles,
What I learned from leaning into fear, discomfort and the great unknown...
I have to say. For one who haaaates all of these three things, I’ve definitely learned my fair share from all of them over the past 10 weeks.
For one. I was scared poopless to leave New York City. A city I called my home for 4.5 years. Silly right?
I saw it as a city with great honor and prestige when you say its' name. When you think it. A city that everyone that knows about. That everyone speaks about.
Yet, there was this small part of me that felt like a failure leaving. That there was something wrong with me. “Why was everyone else having this grand experience but me? How does everyone else love it so much? Where did everyone else find and build their friend/familiar community as they have? Why can’t I build mine? What the h is wrong with me that I seem to not feel, believe or physically have these things? These crucial elements of life that seem to be so boldly lacking in my life. AGAUWFIALSKJDNALSKFNASDJLBF ASKLDHFKLADDHFKLASH”
That is how I felt.
It felt awful.
Fear. Discomfort. Uncertainty.
Fast forward 10 weeks.
Life feels... Open. More spacious. Less scary. Still uncertain. But better.
Don’t get me wrong. I still very much don’t have most of my sh*t figured out. Believe me there.
However, for the first time in my life, I feel like I can breathe. I’ve actually started letting go of this idea that giving up something or some “where” equates to me failing. It absolutely does NOT. It actually equals more space to let something even more magical and beautiful and true to my experience now come into fruition and into my life.
No longer grasping at a life that frankly, did not feel good, I’ve settled into a pretty badass new apartment. BY MYSELF. For the first time in my life. It felt so scary and daunting, wildly unfamiliar and lonely at first.
But I've learned that alone does not equate to lonely. And in retrospect, that fear and discomfort I was feeling was exactly what my soul was longing for. It was the exact lesson I needed to learn at that time.
In a city of 8.4 million people, plus living in a 500 sq. ft. 1 bedroom apartment with a boyfriend and 2 cats, I had never felt so alone in my entire life.
In a city of 300,000, living by myself, I feel anything but lonely.
I have space. I can breathe. I can balance out my ingrained reactivity mode I had grown to so know and love in NYC with my new relaxed, receptivity mode I’ve garnered here.
It's not the city that never sleeps but taking the leap has given this soul the breath of fresh air it so desperately needed to learn, breathe and grow as a person. Which feels freakin’ awesome.
You know what else I learned? Fear, discomfort and uncertainty will always be there. They will always be a driving force lurking behind most major or even minor decisions we make. Yet, if you learn to lean in with love. To lean in with trust. To lean in with curiosity and an open heart and mind. You just might find what you had always been looking for. You just might find yourself. You just might find home.
Hugs and High Fives,
Let’s face it, it’s never really about the destination, it’s all about the journey.
Last week, to truly immerse myself in my grand experiment with the importance and benefits of ritual and routine, I made one of the grandest gestures for myself and purchased and began an 8 day virtual meditation course called ZivaMind.
11 days later, I wanted to do my first check in.
GUYS. Making yourself and what you say you want and need a priority is HARD. Not in the “Poor me, I said I was going to go meditate so I suppose I should go do that. Sorry guys, I’ll see you in a bit.” No. I’m talking about the times where we accidentally sleep in and have to choose between doing what we say we are going to do, aka morning meditation for 15 minutes or putting on makeup before work. Or when the busyness of our daily lives sets in and we aren’t able to make it home before dinner. Which just so happens to be when our second meditation of the day is so we have to do a little improv and quietly meditate at our desk while trying to drown out the gentle tapping and murmur of the office sounds around us. The interrupting calls, the neighbors knocking on our doors, our pets merely wanting our love and attention. The interruptions of our daily lives never really stop.
And believe me, these tiny interruptions of life ALL happened in the span of a week.
However, for me, the hardest part was still getting to the chair and “showing up” for myself time and time again. My mind, body and soul knew exactly what to do. It was smooth sailing upon sitting down. It was just the act of getting there that took a wee bit of positive intention and focus. Needless to say, I can proudly say that I have made it there every. single. time. which to me is pretty exciting.
I’m sure you’ve had your own experiences with this but in mine, showing up hasn’t always been easy. It hasn’t always been fun. And it has sometimes taken loads of hard work.
But the more I practice this simple act of “Showing Up” on a daily basis in all aspects of my life, the less those times happen where I don’t just not show up. I also notice more and more other delicious experiences coming into my experience that truly UPLEVEL my life in every single way. All because of that simple little act of showing up even when it’s hard, I don’t have the time or I don’t want to.
It has also absolutely helped me to start solidifying this act of meditation into both a morning and nighttime ritual. And for me, this feels incredible!
This is the first time in my life where I’ve been able to stick with creating a ritual such as this and have so much positive impact on my life in just a week.
I’ve noticed that I really have been taking the space between an incident that might have upset me before and my reactivity time. 9 times out of 10, it’s really not as bad as we make it out to be.
My emotions haven’t immediately jumped to a 10 when something triggered me when in the past, they used to.
It feels freaking amazing doing something that you say you are going to do.
I’ve also grown to really soak up those 30 minutes a day when it’s just me.
Yes, I definitely still have thoughts come in. But it’s really, truly my time of the morning/evening. My body and mind ease into this gentle, flowing state and let go of the thoughts even when they do come.
I was actually thinking during my time this morning how delicious it feels. How I love savoring those moments when my mind stays on my mantra and everything else fades away. How calm, peaceful and at one I am. If only for those few moments.
Soaking it all up and loving every minute.
However, just like in building any ritual or routine and intentionally creating the space to make it a constant in your life, it takes persistence. It takes patience. It’s takes being okay with having a learning curve and that the idea you have of it probably doesn’t actually exist. The actual act of it is probably going to look and feel quite a bit different from the picture you had before starting. And that's okay. It takes reprioritizing things we thought were priorities. It also takes letting life be fluid and full of change as opposed to fixed.
Life will happen whether we like it or not. It’s how we navigate those situations to include what’s really important to us.
And I wasn’t lying. Even when we say we want things, like knowing and seeing first hand the benefits of a ritual, it can absolutely be hard work putting this into consistent action.
But that’s okay. That’s the beauty of it. We are the makers of our destiny. We are given the opportunity to take radical responsibility and act upon how we want to live our lives and how we want to be. How cool is that?! We get to choose.
There is no right choice. There is no wrong choice. There is only your choice. And your choice is absolutely right.
I leave you with my new favorite quote by Ziva Meditation’s Creator, Emily Fletcher:
“We meditate to get good at life, not to get good at meditation.”
How beautiful and insightful is that?!
Happy Friday and Namaste Friends!
Hugs and High Fives,
You know those moments of synchronicity, like when you're thinking about someone and that exact person calls you at that precise moment? Well that kind of happened with me last week as I was listening to one of my favorite podcasts, The Good Life Project.
I was thinking about how I hadn’t made time to meditate that morning and do my morning ritual and I was just in this terrible, crummy mood that wouldn’t go away all day. And then, out of the blue, this podcast about routine and ritual came on that had me like, “Hey, girl, hey- I’m lookin’ at you.”
I have rituals that I LOVE. I LOVE waking up and thinking about 10 things that I’m grateful for. It instantly boosts my mood and gives me a reason to smile. I LOVE the peace of mind that happens after my morning meditation. I LOVE my time spent working on A Course in Miracles and feeling like I’m connected with something so much larger than myself. I LOVE journaling and mapping out the rest of my day so I don’t feel as overwhelmed and feel like I can accomplish ANYTHING.
Doing all of those things makes me feel so good. It makes my days beautiful, balanced and blissful. It makes my heart and soul soar. So why the eff don’t I commit to doing them fully every single morning and have so much resistance to doing them at all most days? I inevitably feel awful, get uber stressed and anxious, end up taking all the things out on my boyfriend and claiming no responsibility for myself and my actions when I don't. Take last Friday for instance. It felt like part of me wanted to teach the other part a lesson. “Haha, Ali. You think you know what’s best. You think you can boss me around and tell ME what to do. Hooooo boy are YOU wrong.” Muahahahaha
I have this idea in my head that this is what I “should” be doing. That these acts are in and of themselves, “boring”. That they won’t make me happy and that they are a complete and utter waste of time.
*Major Eye Roll*
However, my big thought is, ” What WOULD happen if I committed fully?”
If I had a straight up, "come to jesus talk" moment with my ego mind and sat it down for the down and dirty. “I get it. I see you. I hear you. But I’m not you. You may think you know what’s what but gurrrrrllll, sit yourself down and have yourself a margarita, I can take it from here.”
I’m suuupppper curious to see what would happen if I did make that extra effort and commit to that mere 30 minutes EVERY morning. If I blocked it off in my calendar. Made a Soul Care date with myself.
What if it was better than I could possibly imagine? But I can't imagine. I've never fully committed.
Rituals and routine help to ground us. They help to center us, our energy and our focus. They act as a self soothing mechanism. When sh*t gets too intense, you at least know you have this simple act, whatever it may be, that you do every. single. day. that pacifies your soul and let's you know the world will keep madly spinning on.
These little acts also act as such a reckoning force of self care and self love that you KNOW everything is going to be okay. Somewhere deep down, you just know it.
So today, I put my money where my mouth is. I signed up for Ziva Mind Meditation and I start on Tuesday. *If you've never heard of it, I highly suggest you check it out!
Sometimes it literally takes us shelling out our hard earned nickels and dimes to an external factor to hold us accountable. And I guess for today, for the sake of ritual and my soul, I'm cool with that.
What if it could better than I possibly imagine?
Well, I’ll let you know on May 1st. And that’s a promise.
Hugs and High Fives,
Who else loves the holiday season but gets those feelings of panic, tightening chest and continual spiraling thought processes that go something like…“How on earth can I possibly manage 3 holiday parties a week AND keep on track with my goals? Great another event I DON’T want to be at! Or, will I ever have time for myself again?” For me, that list is pretty endless. At least it is when I don’t take control of what I can in those moments.
I recently got back from being on the road for a couple of weeks and have been reflecting on those things that really did help to keep me on track with my own personal goals during that time. Those moments where I could have let something go and enjoyed the moment just a little bit more but, more importantly, I reflected on those moments where I definitely let something go and wish I would have moderated my choices just a wee bit more.
As a health coach, I know how important it is to not only take care of our physical health but also our mental health, as well, ESPECIALLY during the holidays. November 24th-January 1st. Those 5 ½ little weeks.
Something else that I’ve come to recognize, is that I can’t do EVERYTHING myself. I need a little help from my frandz. I get by with a little help from my friends.
From one friend to another, here are my personal tips and tricks for staying on track this holiday season through a little mindful moderation and balance.
1. One word: Goals. That’s right. Get crystal clear on what your goals are NOW. Fitness, nutrition, mental, emotional, you name it. The more specific they are, the more likely YOU are of sticking with them
2. Get a GOOD ol’ fashioned accountability buddy. I know, I know. The concept may sound silly, but believe me. Boy oh boy, can it work. They can help you stay on track and keep you accountable especially if you know you’re the type of person who needs a little outside help and reinforcement.
3. Develop daily rituals that make your soul feel alive and fulfilled and try to stick with them as much as possible during the holidays. That includes those few days at your parents that you know your morning meditation goes out the window. I’m looking at you, girl!
4. Schedule EVERYTHING. Literally. Get our your planner right now. Write down Every. Single. Thing. EVERY event, holiday party, dinner with family, cocktails with work, your friends, with your cats. The sky’s the limit. But, literally, write every little thing down so you can see it all.
Now, the next part may be awesomely empowering or excruciatingly painful, (FOMO anyone?), but this is where the real magic and moderation happens.
Start crossing things off your list.
You heard me right. Which events feel good? Which ones will bring you joy? Also, keep in mind the people attending the actual events, as well.
Now, looking at your list, did any make the cut that seem obligatory? C’mon, we all have that one holiday work event with co-workers we can’t stand. #amiright?!
OR if you really can’t skip anything, mindfully and specifically choose those events that you truly want to savor the moment in and possibly indulge in an extra cocktail or two. Those where you want that piece of Challah Bread or a piece of mom’s pumpkin pie that won’t make you feel guilty.
Be specific and choose those moments, those events with those special people that you truly want to cherish and indulge in. Because that’s what we remember. Those moments that fill us with joy and that make our heart soar.
5. Now that you’ve gotten clear on those events that you want to let yourself live a little at, go over each one and see where your goals will fit into the scenario and where they may need to shift a little. Sometimes that chocolate pumpkin French toast that you’ve been craving for months is just oh so worth it and other times, that 5th glass of champagne may not be ideal in the long run. Or, i.e., maybe one party you KNOW you need to drink at, (family events anyone?), maaaybe you select another event where you sip on a cool club soda with a splash of cran instead?. Just spit balling here.
Remember, it’s okay to let your plan veer slightly if it is hindering some of your happiness. Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good. We all want to live our best lives, especially around this time of year with family and friends. It’s just much more empowering when we choose those moments. And not the other way around.
“Fail to plan. Plan to fail.”
There’s a reason that saying still holds up and I believe in every word of it.
I hope this helped give you some tips for how to live more mindfully this holiday season.
Cheers and Happy Holidays!
The relationships we have with our bodies and ourselves are such intriguing, lofty, multi-faceted things. They both excite and inspire me. They make me want to tear my heart out sobbing yet at the same time motivate me to get up in the morning and sing my heart song. They are vulnerable. They are raw. And often times, they are split wide open for the whole world to see. And for some sick reason, I can’t get enough of reading or listening to other people share their stories regarding this topic. One reason may be the inherent connection I feel listening to others share their first hand accounts with open hearts and shaking hands. At least, this was my experience reading mine aloud. Through these very human and relatable traits and experiences, there is a definite sense of comradery, of kinship. For one split second, we are not alone. We are not the only ones to traverse these waters, in the past, the present nor in the future.
Today, I want to share with you my own forgiveness letter to myself. I haven’t touched it since the day I wrote it about a year and a half ago. Go easy on me. ALL of the tears, laughter and love went into this. I’m happy to report, though, my relationship with myself has only grown since writing this. Exponentially, at that. I know that this letter was only the beginning. It was but a small ripple apart of the immense backdrop of waves that is my journey. However, I do feel that this spurred an adventure for me that I can’t turn my back on now.
“My Dearest Ali,
You majestic, beautiful, perfect creature you. There’s a lot that I’ve been meaning to say to you and for us to catch up on. I guess there’s no better time than the present. I am writing this to you with so much love it is exploding glittery, pink ink blots everywhere. I know this may be a new concept for you but it’s one you’re going to have to get used to, okay? You have been treated with love by so many other people. You really truly are blessed. But the person that matters the most has been nowhere to be found in this so called love department. And I am eternally sorry for that. I guess if I didn’t show up for you, I didn’t have to disappoint you. I don’t know why but disappointing you feels somewhere in between disappointing my parents and eating my first born child. Really, that repulsive. So, therefore, not being present with you meant I didn’t have to love you. I could dispense my love to a mountain of other more deserving people and at the end of the day, you didn’t deserve it. Why should you get my undeserving love and affection?
Well, Ali, I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. For everything. For the attachments I gave the words on this page. For treating you like a separate entity my entire life. For the constant judgements and critiquing. For never listening to you when you clearly knew best. For not understand you or wanting to. And for not understanding my emotions and how to channel them. For being overly humble and even scared of you and your talents. You are brave. You are beautiful. You are talented. AND you’re a pretty flippin’ groovy human being. Be proud! I sure am.
However, the thing I may be most sorry for is not loving you for everything you are and everything you will become. Because that’s what you deserve, eternal, deserving love to infinity and beyond. I didn’t know what could make us happy and I took it all out on you. You didn’t deserve a single second of that. You deserve daffodils and rainbows, pianos and shooting stars, the best person in the world to share your “Best of times and worst of times”. You deserve the best because you are the best. To me.
So Alexandria, I finally see you. And I love and accept you just the way you are. I don’t need to be afraid of you anymore because you are not you and I am not I. We are both we. Together. And as hard as some hard times might be, we have each other. I see you and am so very proud of you. For just being you. For wanting to keep growing as a person in this life. For finally accepting that I don’t know and I don’t have to know all of the answers. For trying to get comfortable and make peace with the unknown. And for realizing you don’t have to be this idea of perfect. That perfection doesn’t actually exist. It lies in the faults and cracks and moments in everyday life that you just need to be aware enough of yourself and the world around you to experience.
I really truly wish you all of the happiness in the world.
I couldn’t be that person for you before but I’m going to try for the rest of my life to be that person now and henceforth.
To me, you are perfect.
I love you to the moon and back.
Woof. Done! There it is.
The vulnerability hangover is still very much present but I wanted to share this with you because maybe you will feel the smallest amount of connection that I do while listening.
If there is one thing I can recommend from doing this exercise, it’s that if you have any curiosity, any interest at all in writing your own Forgiveness Letter from the heart, DO IT. Seriously. Find your favorite writing utensil and leather bound notebook and start writing. You can thank me later.
What are you waiting for?! Get outta here!
Hugs and High Fives,
I don’t know about you, but for my whole life, I’ve had an interesting relationship with vulnerability. Well… Complicated is more like it. I’ve always seen it as a weakness. A flaw. And this so called partnership was tenuous, to say the least. It felt like a far off concept my being couldn’t grasp. My brain got it, no brainer (see what I did there? 🙂 ) but there was this disconnect happening between that same brain and the rest of my being.
And up until recently, I had no idea how to connect with this “vulnerability”. I didn’t know how to be vulnerable. I thought it was something to be attained. Some rite of passage I would go through and it would finally pass through me. Penetrate through to my core. And I would know it. I would feel it.
The funny thing about it, about most things in life, really, is that they sneak up on you when you are most unaware. Very least suspecting. You couldn’t feel them if they hit you with a ten foot pole. At least, this was my experience with vulnerability.
Little by little, I began to notice how my own definition and attachment to what vulnerability “means” is transient and ever changing. But this awareness didn’t happen 3 years ago. It happened now. In a different head space. And this new found clarity led me to realize that my “unawareness” wasn’t really unawareness. It was merely my experience and my state of awareness/consciousness at that time in my life.
Albert Einstein once said,
“No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it.”
Oofda. Mind blown. #amirite?!
I’m not saying my disconnection to vulnerability was a problem. What I am saying is that our own, mine included, consciousnesses get in the way of confronting so many things in life. As humans, we tend to approach things from the same level of consciousness that creates those very barriers to begin with.
My unawareness was simply my consciousness at that present time. It wasn’t wrong or bad. It simply existed as it existed. And keeping in mind Einstein’s genius, I couldn’t see past this roadblock until I met it from a different state of consciousness. A different perspective.
Which, surprise surprise, I unknowingly have been doing the past 6 months.
I have unknowingly been approaching this topic of vulnerability from a WHOLE different angle. One of un-acknowledgement, if you will. Basically forgetting it existed and going about my day to day life in the absence of it. And little did I know that going about my days in this way would set in motion an incredible journey for me. One I’m only just now beginning to realize.
A cornerstone of this so called “journey” has been adapting the mindset of “The Art of Allowing-ness”. “What is that?” you might ask. Well, this concept is one that lends itself to the principles of simply letting oneself be. To exist. Not forcing what isn’t happening to be happening in that present moment. And I like to think that this mindset shift, unknowing as it might be, has helped to soften my heart enough to let larger amounts of vulnerability shine through. At times, purposefully, even.
Yet, I could never have known this had I kept using the same approach I always had. It took time and life experience. And a brand new mental state.
If you can believe it, I used to think of myself as an expert in vulnerability and the human condition. *cue audible laughter* I wish I were kidding. In my mind, I had chosen a profession where I had to expose my most vulnerable self at any given moment onstage and people had to connect with it. PLUS, I had the wonderfully impressive amount of student debt through two different programs to showcase this. #duh I was an expert.
But my point is that I was. I was an expert at that time in my life. Now, I like to think I may or may not be a little more so. A little wiser. A little more in tune with myself and the universe. A little more present with awareness and connection, allowing vulnerability to flow out without extra force or trying.
Now I try to include it in my everyday life. To sprinkle those “precious” moments throughout my days so I no longer hold on to them as being just that, precious.
Vulnerability doesn’t need to be put on a pedestal. It’s not a foreign entity to be gleaned every once in a blue moon. It can be tangible. And real. An everyday occurrence, if you will it to be.
And as Einstein pointed out, I wouldn’t have been able to fathom this and move past my own barrier had I kept approaching it in the same way.
Am I more vulnerable than I was 10 years ago? I have NO idea. Am I more aware and able to connect more freely and readily with people and my environment around me? Abso-freakin-lutely.
All it takes is a consciousness shift. Supes easy, right? 😉
Thanks Einstein, for blowing our minds again.
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