on god and the depth of life

TEDxSF – Louie Schwartzberg – Gratitude

‘Oh my god’. Have you ever wondered what that meant?

The ‘oh’ means it caught your attention, makes you present, makes you mindful.

The ‘my’ means it connects to something deep inside your soul. It creates a gateway for your inner voice to rise up and be heard.

And god? God is a personal journey we all want to be on, to be inspired, to feel like we’re connected to a universe that celebrates life.

~ Louie Schwartzberg

It wasn’t really that long ago that I cringed at the mention of God. I went to Catholic schools growing up, and maybe that had something to do with it.

I remember tuning out.

I remember thinking, when I bothered to think of God at all, “It’s an unnecessary crutch” and “God has no basis in reality” and “Why would you want to sacrifice your freedom for anyone or anything?” and the good old, “If there is a God, why do bad things happen to good people so HAHinyourface.”

And I had the unsettled feeling that God-believers were sprinkling glitter over all the awfulness that exists and blindly calling it a pretty picture. And then I generalised and  thought that all of them had a kind of stick-fingers-in-ears-lalalala-look-rainbows! approach, which confused and infuriated me when I thought about it too long. So I didn’t.

I didn’t really want answers to my questions. I was just fine sitting in my righteousness.

And it didn’t come up with anyone else, either, because no one I talked to regularly believed very strongly in God, or at least, if they did they didn’t tell me about it, which was probably a very smart move.

I came to the concept of God slowly.

I had lots of misconceptions to undo. I considered my rational thinking and logical argument to be among my strong points, so it took me a while to be open to the idea that maybe my mind doesn’t and can’t actually know everything, and that just because I don’t understand how something works, doesn’t mean it doesn’t have a real and deep positive effect.

It started with this desperate question:

“How do I know what I should do?!”

Life wasn’t working properly. I didn’t know what I wanted. It seemed that I knew nothing about what I really needed, so I was clutching at everything – anything – that might be true to help me. I looked at meditation, productivity, creativity, exercise, time management. I experimented with them all. And then, when they didn’t become everyday rituals, I decided that I had failed, again.

I eventually realised that the answer to my question was intuition. And I began searching for everything I could find on how to develop my intuition. I came to see that people who trust themselves and their decisions, trust their intuition, not necessarily their rationality.

And in searching out intuition, I came across the concept of soul.

This resonated with me. The idea that there is a part of me that is untarnished and untarnishable. That there is a part of me that is free from all fear and all suffering. I began to think, “If this is true, what would that part of me say to me? What would that part of me be like?”

I intuitively wrote out conversations with my soul when I felt alone or confused or upset and I always felt comforted, more clear, more centred, more me afterwards. The words back were encouraging but not pushy, loving but not needy, accepting without exception. They were gently curious. Soul had no compulsions and could not be even slightly shaken.

So now when I came across the God word, I had some recognition. In my mind I replaced God with ‘soul’ everywhere I saw it, and it made sense. ‘Right, this is the thing that is bigger than my problems, bigger than me. This is the thing that will never leave me, even if every single person in my life does. This is the thing that never judges, that accepts me exactly as I am, accepts life exactly as it is. This is the thing that is flawlessly composed of love.’

And I came to see the truth in the addage ‘Love is stronger than fear’.

This didn’t make sense to me before because my idea of love was conditional and external, since that’s what I’d been taught. Love is the thing you get if you’re lucky, if things match up right and if you’re good enough. It’s the thing you get from other people. It means people are kind in this very specific way and that other very specific way. It means people do not behave in this way and that way.

Conditional, external love can’t be stronger than fear because it’s based on fear, it is fear.

There is something much more everlasting, deep, true and healing in unconditional love, which cannot be explained in its totality. The video above does a gorgeous job of showing an interpretation and appreciation of it.

To me, God is a way of explaining unconditional love, the energy that connects all things. To me, religion is rich with metaphors which I can take or leave as I please.

To me, God is just a word, but I have found that the thing it describes is unadulterated magic.

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actually, i am a writer

Because books are the most
awe-inspiring device
ever invented

Because it is difficult
to keep me from libraries
and then to pry me away

Because at the end of the pay cycle
I buy books with my last dollars
over food

Because words are my most loyal
and loving of friends
and by god
with what I have leaked
they would have every right to decide
“Hayley, we have actually
had enough of your Bullshit”

Actually
I am a writer

Because words are kind to me
and patient
They say “Yes, love”
and “Go on”
always

Because when I write
I feel gifted with strength
not just in the mind
but in spirit, soul and all

Because when I write
I am in love
and when I am in love
I am more of myself

Because I am increasingly
being woken up in the night
with no idea what I will write
just that I must

Actually
I am a writer

Because I have both
desperately wanted
and desperately shunned
doing my wordish best

And then covered up my desperation
with indecision

And then written with partial heart
anyway

Actually
I am a writer

Because putting pages and books together
seems bonkers
and impossibly big
it seems the unattainable dream
when in truth
it is the only inevitable one.

Actually
I am ready to drop the doubt
about who I am
and what I am here for
I am ready to stop searching
for some other purpose

Because actually
I am a writer
and I am ready
to pour my whole heart in

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hello day, goodbye day

I’ve been playing with a morning ritual of greeting the day for the past week or two – a practice inspired by this post from Havi at The Fluent Self.

This means that I say, “Hello, day!” every morning and write down answers to questions that will help me get clear on what I want to happen and how I want to feel. I get in touch with myself for support and encouragement, and end up feeling hopeful about the day.

This is instead of my default, unconsidered response to a new day: “I hope it doesn’t suck. I hope I don’t suck.” Which is followed by me toddling about for the day, following whims and flailing about trying not to injure myself with negativity.

This practice wouldn’t have worked for me a year or two ago, because I would have made all these big goals for the day and then become disappointed when I didn’t meet them. I am kinder to myself these days, so it works. Besides that, I am more clear on what I want to focus on right now, so that I can let my other goals go until they’re ready to be brought to life. I’ve been trying to make everything happen at once for way too long now.

I started out using Havi’s seven questions, and now mine look a bit different. I’m still fiddling with them.

Hello, day!

What do I want to recieve from today?

I treat this like a prayer. The shorter and more simple, the better. What do I want by the end of the day? What will help me today to make this happen?

What I want today is to be closer to my daughter. I want an abundance of love and patience so that I can be. I want an open and accepting heart.

What qualities do I want to be present today?

Today mine were joy and gratitude.

This question is important because the specific things we want are really about the qualities we want to experience which are behind it. For example, if I want to declutter my living room, what I’m really wanting might be spaciousness and harmony. If I can identify the qualities, then I can be open to other ways of letting them into my life, and that increases the chance of it happening. If I don’t end up doing any decluttering, I can create some spaciousness and harmony in my life by opening windows or spending time outside. Or I can do those things before I declutter the living room, so that I’m in touch with the qualities I want to infuse in the space.

What does my innermost being have to say?

You might call it your soul, your true self, Self with a capital S, your gut, your intuition, or you might ask God, if that resonates. Marianne Williamson calls it the “small, still voice within”. In her morning practice, Havi uses the concept of “Slightly Future Me”, which is the version of her which has already gotten through this challenge or this day, and is wiser for it, and can share that wisdom with the Havi of right now.

Conventionally, it’s called your heart. “Follow your heart”, we hear everywhere. How are we supposed to follow it if we don’t create space in our lives to hear what it’s telling us?

It took me a while to get to the point where I can ask a question like this and an answer will spontaneously come out. It’s not because the answer wasn’t there before, it’s just that I dismissed it, either consciously or unconsciously, because of beliefs like, “It’s just in my head,” (of course it is), “It’s just my imagination speaking,” (that’s exactly what it is), “It’s not real,” (I was waiting for something to prove to me that it was real, as though I would just suddenly know, but it didn’t work like that for me. I just had to suspend my disbelief, allow whatever was there to come out, and then look back over it and see if it brought me feelings of peace, comfort and encouragement and a sense of not being alone, because that’s how I know that there is truth there.)

Sometimes I can’t relate or connect to the loving words that come out. They don’t make sense because I’m too closed or scared to receive them. That’s okay. I think it helps anyway.

If the words that come out are frantic or fearful, if they stress me out, if they’re rough or unkind, that’s my fear-mind being sneaky. I send it love, try not to believe a word it says and reconnect with my soul.

What could today be like?

I love this question so much and I make sure to put it at the end. While the other questions cultivated clarity and encouragement, this question offers hope and possibility. If I’m still carrying worry by the time I get to this question, answering it helps the worry dissipate.

In worry there are only two possibilities – things go exactly to plan or things turn to shit. In worry there is no possibility that if things don’t go to my plan, that could actually be perfect. In worry there is no understanding that there are actually a billion possibilities, and each one of them could bring something different and brilliant. In worry there is no hope.

So.

Today could surprise me. Today could be easier than I expect. Today could flow. Today could be the most difficult day of my life and I will still be alive and strong at the end of it. Today could look nothing like I expected and it could still be amazing. Today I could feel joyful and grateful. Today I could laugh a lot. Today I could enjoy the sunshine.

That’s all. My days go much better now.

I also have an evening ritual to say goodbye to the day, which I try to do before I get tired.

Goodbye, day!

Stuff I’m thinking about today

This is about honouring my ideas enough to record them. I write whatever I can’t get out of my head, what I learned, or whatever else seemed important to me.

It’s also about paying enough attention to the lessons I learned so that I won’t have to keep learning them over and over and over again.

Lessons learned

I often just pick out the learnings from the previous question and distill them into a short sentence or two each. I have a separate book for this, a 2012 diary that is my Book of Lessons.

What I’m grateful for today

I used to think, “Blah blah gratitude, yeah it may work for you, but I don’t need to waste my time with that when I could be making stuff happen!”

Coincidentally, my frenzied urgency got in the way of making stuff happen, and when I did make stuff happen, much of the time it felt like grinding my soul into pavement.

Now I see that practicing gratitude is so, so big. It turns my disasters into opportunities. It turns my perception of wrongness into rightness. It slows me down. It brings ease and lightness. It makes me feel good and abundant and that is the most important thing in the world, because when I feel good and abundant, this moment is wonderful, I am in touch, and I can share and give instead of withholding.

So I’ve been doing this practice for the last little while, and my little girl has watched me doing it, reminded me to do it, and become interested in the process.

Yesterday I encouraged her to keep her own Book of Days, and this is now a shared ritual that we both really look forward to.

Ellie dictated the things she liked about her day and I wrote them in her book. If this is not the most delightful thing ever I do not know what is.

Her book is already way cooler than mine. Maybe I’ll incorporate drawings, too…

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your best year yet

You know how, in my post ‘playing with 2012′, I wrote that I’m feeling enthused and inspired, confident that I actually can achieve what I want to this year, and ready to make it different?

If that describes you too, holy crap, check out this book – Your Best Year Yet by Jinny S Ditzler.

And if you’re not sure if you’re ready, check it out anyway. Then if you find that you’re not, keep it in mind to pounce on when you do feel ready.

I borrowed it from the library a couple of years ago, thought it was really great, and didn’t get too far into it. Then it was due back, and I thought ‘This is a book that I want to come back to’.

I remembered it again and borrowed it the other week, right when I needed it.

I wasn’t ready for it two years ago. I wasn’t ready to have the things I really wanted because I wasn’t ready to take the time to work on them. I wasn’t ready to commit.

And that is okay. We are ready when we’re ready.

I learned a whole bunch of other things these past two years – necessary stuff about self-compassion, my compulsions, my weak places, my strong places – without which I would have been stuck feeling like my desires would just have to be shelved indefinitely.

What I love about this book is that it’s not delusional. The author doesn’t try to quick fix you, convince you, sell you. It’s real, it’s challenging, and it’ll get you clear and confident, if you’re willing and you really want it to. It’s a framework to guide your existing intense desire for change, your existing courage to make a difference. You will get what you put in and learn what you are ready to face.

Now I’m off to play with the wording of my personal guidelines for 2012 because I’m a big nerd.

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when it all goes to shit

This day is challenging my verve and self-confidence.

It’s way too hot and I don’t have an air-conditioner, my computer can’t handle the heat and has shut down while I’ve been in the middle of things, it’s also been infected with malware which has taken me hours to remove, plus I spent forty bucks on a piece of software that didn’t even solve the problem. Besides that, I meditated for an hour and a half this morning and I still got into an argument with someone who is now incredibly angry with me.

And as a result, I’ve been comfort eating, because it’s one of the few distractions that hasn’t lost its appeal (my awareness now means drowning out to TV or in company doesn’t really fly anymore), desperately meditating and then, just now, reading an ebook which I knew was making me feel worse.

And now I am here writing.

I want to shift my perspective on today to a positive one. And at the same time, I really, really don’t. Because if I stay negative, I get to remain unchallenged. I get to stay comfortably small. I get to hand my power over so that I don’t have to do anything about it. I get to deflect responsibility for how I feel. I get to blame, judge, wallow.

These things are appealing.

But do I want to be right or free?

Do I have the strength right now to lift myself out of this? And can I forgive myself if the answer is no?

There is the tendency to blame and berate myself – nothing I did today was right. And there is the tendency to deflect responsibility and make myself a victim of the situation – nothing that happened today was right.

What if how I acted and what happened was right? My story about today would be different to the one I started this post with.

Instead, it would go like this.

Today, I succeeded.

I never thought I would be able to have a consistent morning yoga practice, much less one that lasts for over an hour. But I’ve done it upon waking for the past four days, and I willingly did it again today, despite having had only four hours sleep. And, after that, I was kind enough to myself to head back to bed.

I approached today with a stronger and more permanent inner peace than I’ve ever had before.

Today I continued to come back to myself.

Today I was aware of my triggers and made conscious choices around them.

Today I was able to let go of the need for approval from this person who is angry with me.

Today I admitted that I was wrong in a way that didn’t diminish my power.

Today I trusted my feelings.

Today I practiced non-judgement.

Today I was challenged.

Today I did the best I knew how.

Tomorrow, I will know more because of today.

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