Our society makes plenty of room for complacency or laziness; we are rarely surrounded by accountability. ~ Rachel Hollis.
I don’t want my life to just be okay…do you?
Listening to a podcast by Rachel Hollis, the driving force behind the #last90days challenge, I found myself walking faster and smiling on my morning walk. I am only two days into the challenge but it feels good to get up early, get moving, and settle into my meditation when hubby goes off to work. And to see the ripples happening around me too as other’s jump on board – hubby rose early today too and did his favourite stretches (It’s a video put together by the Cirque du Soliel peeps, for abs and back! It’s very hard. My hamstring is nearly better – I can’t wait to join in!). I’m stoked that my little sis is joining in too.
I love the videos and podcasts Rachel Hollis puts out because she gets really passionate and pulls no punches. She doesn’t swear like a pirate a la some of the well-known motivational dudes either which is a major bonus. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good curse word, but those guys really polarise an audience!
I am completely done with comparison or feeling like I am not good enough to achieve the goals I have set for myself. I was overwhelmed yesterday by everything I don’t know about writing and publishing! sheesh! Like having a pity party is going to help me write and sell books! The only person I am trying to out-do is my own past self. So if you want an accountability buddy, drop me a line. I will help keep you honest and you will be glad I did.
Letting go of the past
Everyone has stuff. Baggage. I’ve been toying with the idea of going to my 30-year school reunion but I really don’t want to. I have no desire to re-visit the past.
This was confirmed listening to one of my fave meditating doctors, Dr Joe Dispenza. We can’t build our future while looking at our past unless we just want more of the same. I don’t want to spend time recounting my ‘story’ when I could be living my now.
Lisa Messenger posted this on Instagram recently. It came at a really good time (doesn’t it always?) because I’ve been mulling over the reunion quandary and how to approach writing a memoir.
I’ve been investigating two concepts. One would be focused on my visits to Paris and how that city has loomed large in my imagination. This would be called Remembering Paris. The other is inspired by Vivian Gornick’s memoir, Fierce Attachments and is under the working title of A Very Lucky Girl – my life, in pieces.
I like the idea that we are embodied now to help others heal and I feel that telling my story could be of help to those who have been through similar experiences. i.e. adoption and being a young widow. But I also have this new feeling bubbling up in me, that one way to really heal old wounds and family karma is to enjoy our lives now, to live joyfully, in gratitude. I certainly don’t want to tell a sad story and have to relive it publicly. I journaled the shit out of my past, literally and have achieved a lot of healing and hard-won inner-peace.
World peace will only be possible when each of us finds inner peace. We each need to find a place of peace within, then it will ripple out to those around us.
A Course in Miracles teaches that in order to forgive you must have first blamed. I am more than happy to let it all go. It’s no longer serving me. When I do write a memoir it will be about all the love I have in my life.