I cannot tell you how many times I have felt in transition between two worlds. These are often the most challenging times and places to be. In my experience it can bring up our inner worlds insecurities, longings, and laziness. That place of transition is also referred to as a " suspension period", but doesn't a" transition between two worlds" just sound way more fun? Transition also implies movement to me, where suspension feels, to me anyway, like your stagnate or just hanging out.
Which brings me to the words we use to describe our experiences and how important they are. Just say with me right now "I am in transition" and then say "I am in suspension". I am not here to tell you which one you should use. I am here to shed light on the way saying those two different words that have similar meanings can make you feel. So how did one make you feel vs the other? Again, no right or wrong, what works for me might not work for you and that's okay:). Let's try another one, say aloud with me " I feel anxious about (fill in the blank)" and then say "I feel excited about (same fill in the blank)". What did you notice about just switching out the word anxious with excited? I am going to go out on a limb here and guess you felt a higher vibration with the word excited, if you want to know what I mean do the exercise again.
So, here we are in a place of transition or suspension waiting for the next move, job, relationship, whatever it is and we have all the feels. We have an inner dialogue that's hitting us a mile a minute and at times we might feel we are spinning out of control. This is where I cannot encourage you enough to slow it down and take some deep breaths. This is also a great place to look at your thoughts like you are observing your favorite football game or reality show. What words are you telling yourself? and how can you change them in a way that doesn't pull you under but lift you up? Like instead of saying im stressed out could you perhaps say " my attention is focused on many things at the moment". I know one is much shorter to say but do short cuts in life really add benefit or value? My point is slowing it down to help you come back to a place that feels good for you, we all just want to feel good !! Sometimes its easy to get wrapped up in our thoughts that we completely check out of reality, and that's where a lot of dis ease comes in.
I am currently once again transitioning between two worlds, almost three haha. I have a baby on the way, I have a house in Durango Colorado that's begging for my textiles which are hanging on my house in Seattle that needs to be packed up and then moved half way across country in a week. It feels like im neither here nor there, but that's okay because I am exactly where I need to be. I have put my intention into actually enjoying the in between no matter how hard somedays seem or how my attention is pulled into many different tasks so how do I begin one? There is a lot to love about the in between if only we slow it down, change the language a bit and practice gratitude for being right where we are... after all it is where the magic happens.
In Lifted Body,
As my Birthday was approaching this year I new I wanted to celebrate a little differently then I have in the past. Now, if you know me personally you know I am a true Leo and my birthday is a big deal! My past birthdays have been blowouts, horsback parties, surprise parties, many of my birthdays have been spent in exotic far off places,and all of them have involved me telling everyone I meet that day "Hey its my birthday celebrate me" playing the proud Lioness to a T.
Coming into my 35th trip around the moon and having gone through 22 weeks of pregnancy so far , my whole outlook on what my birthday meant to me shifted. I have spent 34 years celebrating me, as I rightly due of course, it is a miracle to be alive and well. Now that my role has shifted from just me to, there is another human inside me right now (so weird, cool amazing) , it somehow didn't feel right to celebrate me soley on my day or flash it around like I had done anything big on my actual birthday in 82.
What came keenly to my attention was what went down on August 3rd , 1982, my mother gave birth to me! At 4:28 am I came into this world with the cord wrapped twice around my throat and the caul or veil covering my face, I was blue as could be. My mother labored through the night au natural at her midwifes, to bring me into this world and here I am 35 years later about to birth my own baby.
Birthday , Day of Birth, the day our mothers labored, breathed deeply, maybe screamed, and if they had a natural birth felt pain to bring us here, they endured crazy bodily changes and sacrificed their bodies to create us for 9 months. I truly believe we have it backwards, we need to be honoring our mothers on our birthdays, after all if it wasnt for their undying love and sacrifice we would not be here.
I am so truly grateful and blessed to be here in this world, learning what its all about to have a grand human experience. I am alive and well because of the beautiful strong and powerful Cynthia Foster who let me occupy her body and who pushed me out into the world. I am honored to be going through the birth process myself, it is truly the most amazing experience I have ever had so far! I feel like I stepped into some sort of powerful womanhood I had no idea existed until now. Some day in early December I will give a new human a birthday and that is just the coolest thing and the most precious gift I could ever ask for.
I spent yesterday just as I wanted in quiet reflection, loving my body, calming my mind, and filling my spirit with gratitude for this miraculous journey we go on when we choose to step into motherhood and create life.
In conclusion remeber on your birthday how you got here and who it was who sacrificed out of love to bring you here. This my 35th year I dedicate to you Mother and I dedicate it to the babe I carry who his making me a Mother.
Even as I re read the title of my Blog Post I can't help but chuckle to myself. You see the last blog post I wrote was well over a year ago and hear I am writing about consistency, you see the irony in that right? Oh well , no time like the present to take your own advice:)
The spawn of this topic hit me in the stomach (or was that the baby kicking) yesterday as I was watching Soul Surfer, the movie based off pro surfer Bethany Hamiltons shark attack. I mean I'm crying, more like sobbing watching this girls story. The tears were for her undying dedication to her dream, not the loss of her arm. Everyday, she showed up for herself, pushing herself into the waves, waking at the crack of dawn because she was filled with a passion most of us never feel, let alone, let drive us. Sitting there watching this I started feeling sorry for myself , going into the story of " if only I had stayed on the beach i could be a pro surfer by now" " Im not great at anything" "I cant even put my mind to one thing like bettering my buisness " etc...you know the self depricating talk can go on forever, but I was able to yank myself out of it, hop on my paddleboard and shake the negative drowing that was about to happen.
I was sitting on my board in deep reflection of what it would take for me to feel satisfied with the direction my life was going in that moment...Consistency in actions everyday, was the answer that came back to me from the vast open water I was facing. I also asked myself where I felt I was consistent in my life and I was deeply aware that it was in the way I teach Pilates. When I teach I show up for my clients everyday with the same intention and the same mindset. I have learned to leave my "shit" at the door and be fully present with my clients because guess what? most of them have brought their shit with them and if I have my shit and they have theirs well that's a fucking mess. When you are dealing with others people's shit or emotional baggage... same same,.it can become exhausting which is why my consistency in not being a coddeler is what in my opinion makes the biggest change in people's lives.
Thinking about this as the waves gently roll under me I ponder what other areas a consistent action practice can serve me? So many ideas started rolling in... write your blog more, share more authentic stories with the world, make videos to start a series, move your body with intention everyday, mediatate, food prep, tell the people you love that you love them, etc... Okay, yes I want all those things to be constants in my life and I know what I want and I know what my great dream is so what the hell...and then I realized the less consistent I am in the way I want to be ,the more I allow for fear to develop in that space and the more the fear, the less consistency. Why does it work that way? Simple really, consistency provides security and a sense of certainty, and that speaks to some basic human needs.
Why do we stay in a job we dont like...you are certain you are getting that pay check in two weeks...therefore you feel secure...becuase there is a consistent action every two weeks....
Why do you follow certain instagramers or blog posters ...you are certain you can go to their page and find something new they have shared...that provides you with a sense of security that your okay or the recipe will work...because they are consistent in showing up to their public.
By now I am sure you see where I am going here and if your feeling more confused then ever shoot me a message I will be happy to clarify:)
The point is, like the soul surfer, if you want to be pro surfer one day you have take consistent actions EVERY DAMN DAY to make that your reality. If you want to have the most incredible romance you have ever had show up for your lady or lad EVERY DAMN DAY, if you want to be a great chef ...well you know what you have to do. I realized something sitting out on my board yesterday. I know I have something important to say. I know I have a great story to share and I know I can make an impact on peoples lives. I also know I havent fully showed up naked and unafraid because sometimes my sharing might shed some light on some things I've kept in the dark. I have been scared about what the world might think or if peple even care what I have to say , but you know what else I realized while in the water...I dont give a Fuck! I mean that in the most tenderness of ways, but I dont. I dont care if people find my message useful or helpful because thats not why Im here. If a millon people view my blog (yeah im on the ellen show for sure!!) but only one reaches out and tells me I had an impact on her/his life, I consider myself to be a success.
Im sharing because this is my passion, this is what excites me, because I know and I believe I have something important to say, its not the people's belief that drives me , its my belief in what I know I can achieve if I can show up with consistency in action for myself EVERY DAMN DAY!
It has been two weeks since I have slowed down from the Southeast Asia lifestyle. Adjustments and harsh changes are hard on the entire human body system. My first week unfortunately was spent being very sick and allowing my body to do its thing. I say let my body do its thing because I truly feel there is a lot of feedback given in those times of sickness and despair. We try to often to get rid of the feedback and surpress it with drugs and other false cares. We totally miss out on a real connection with our bodies, For the first time in seven months I found myself left alone, feeling shitty and a lil depressed because I was no longer frolicking on islands but in a cold, gray city. I had zero appetite and after completing a body scan was so unhappy with what my tone had become while traveling and being away from my Pilates practice. So one day when I was feeling better and could actually function like my norm again I stood naked in front of the mirror and this is what I told myself.
" Hannah, first of all you are fine and its going to be okay, you are beautiful and strong.... so if you don't like what you see fully, do something about it, hello you know what to do ,to get you to where you love feeling and love looking so do it, you know what to do!" haha something pretty close to that and then I had a dance party because those always make me feel better:)
So that was it, I just made the decision alone, without anyone else's input or opinion, I know what I wanted to see and how I wanted to feel, and lucky for me I know exactly what to do to get me there, so it began. I wrote out a morning ritual to follow for myself and everyday this past week I stuck to it as best as I could. I made it a point to eat clean foods, and did not touch sugar, meat, or gluten once,I did have eggs. This is what I follow for myself when it comes to nutrition ...If I feel good eating it, I eat it, if I don't, I dont eat it, pretty easy, same goes for drinking. I practiced and did a Pilates workout Monday through Friday and took saturday off. That first workout was embarrassing for me and I was the only one there hahah but by mid week I was feeling strong and already seeing some of that tone I love so much on my body, It was a conscious decision everyday , it took pep talks and rallies somedays to get me in the studio or to get me on a cushion to mediate or not shove a muffin in my mouth but to make a juice or salade , but I did it and the more I did it the better i felt. There is absolutely nothing wrong with loving yourself this much, it is a great pleasure and joy to be so full of ones self. I have gained some much needed clarity on some concerns in my life, I have re connected to my joy, I even just laughed outright out loud on a train because I noticed how amazing I truly felt.
One of my great challenges is to hold onto that love when it's not just me, like when you get a partner or have a baby or something along those lines. When I am left to my own devices I am like Wonder Woman, but then fucking superman comes flying in and suddenly my power begins to drain and suddenly I'm not flying out saving the day anymore ,he is and instead I'm home folding laundry, WTF!
To all the Wonder Woman out there who might struggle with this as I do, you are worth fighting for! There is a great power in asking for what you need , in the word "NO" and in you being a hero, if not only for yourself. If its not a full body "YES" for you don't do it, do what your crying yes to do. For if we want happy, healthy, sex filled relationships that is the only way we are going to achieve and maintain them, goes for you men out there too.
So here is to us , for loving us, for giving, listening, and loving, here is to us for knowing that even when we stand in a room full of a thousand people it's still always just us. If we can remember that we will be able to shine and be a guiding light to the 7 billion others.
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Much Love and Gratitude,
I want to present you with a challenge? Below is an image...see the words on the image? Great! go to a mirror and say those three words until you actually believe them...if you don't come to that place there is your feedback (why not?) make the needed changes and try again tomorrow and the day after etc...because honey you deserve you own love, it will take you on the best dates!!
Did you miss me? :)
It's been three months and four countries since my last post. I have had some of the most amazing adventures a girl could dream of, witnessed some of the most stunning sunsets, sunrises, full moons, and landscapes, befriended magical people everywhere, ate delicious ridiculously good foods and kissed in some of the most romantic backdrops...but alas that is not what this post is about.
I am transitioning my focus back into my love of Teaching/Practicing Pilates. While teaching in India I was able to practice consistently in the studio and felt strong and completely embodied, then I began my Asian journey with my partner David. Three months later I have found myself teaching in London living in a grand apartment with a home studio attached, I have zero excuses now to kick my butt. While traveling I tried to maintain a constant practice , but then I let it go and dove fully into a nomadic wanderlust life...ah it was great! I stretched after long journeys and inverted myself to clear my head, but really I just gave into the nomadic lifestyle. I was happy, I was traveling with my love and eating so much amazing food and swimming in beautiful waters, I was even able to continue teaching at points in my journey. David is a chiropractor and traveled with a collapsable table to adjust on. There were many times especially in India where together we would journey around to locals houses . David would give them Chiropractic Care and I would give them healthy movements to practice on their own. It was so amazing to spread this love and care for people in this way. In Thailand we stayed at a farm where every morning I would teach a Pilates mat class and then David would spend some time seeing those who needed some extra attention, it was such an amazing experience, so much love surrounding us.
Today, for the first time in three months I completed an apparatus workout on the Wunda Chair! It felt amazing yet I was also...and I don't know why really...amazed at how much muscular tone and strength I had lost in the three months I left my self practice. I mean I surfed almost everyday for two weeks in Sri Lanka and worked on a farm hauling rocks and digging in the dirt in Thailand, where had my strong low belly gone? and why are my hamstrings like tight rubber bands again? haha I only have one answer to those question...Mango Sticky Rice and lazy hammock days:) poor me I know:)
So, today I decided and with some embarrassment put myself out there as an example of what a dedicated Pilates practice can do for your body, mind state, and overall vitality of living. It is easy to have the latter when your in exotic places but as I look out my window into the gray ,rainy, cold day that is London, my Pilates breath is the new force behind my creative genius. Without it I might curl up and watch rom coms the rest of the day:) one might still happen :)
Follow my instagram (inplaypilates) for daily updates on my progress, as I won't blog on this everyday. You can also follow hannahgraphic for traveler updates of my time abroad.
I will leave you today with some fave times from my Journeys, a few from each of the countries visited! India, Sri Lanka, Thailand, Cambodia
Golds,oranges, shades of blues and greens, divine yellows, and mystical purples, sequins, and glitter, its a magpies heaven. The colors of India are truly breathtaking and leave you feeling swept away.
Now, I have been living in God's country for some time and have been a frequent visitor to this ancient land but never before have I been so close to it as the last four days. Always admiring the surface and what my perception of the images coming at me were, what I have recently discovered has shattered my version of this reality.
I have had the amazing experience to be a part of this www.nirankari.org/mumbai/ amazing mission. In all honesty I was hugely resistant to forgoing my original plan of getting lost in Sri Lanka but when I heard I would be able to teach Pilates to thousands of Indians seeking hope and relief from their chronic pain, my heart took over and my mission became clear. I had no idea what to expect or if the rumor of the 2,4 million indians that attend was true but it did not matter, what mattered was that I could help FYI the rumors were true:). Standing next to 50 chiropractic doctors who came from all over the world to give of themselves to provide care and instill hope, I have never felt so much oneness. There was not a single person in the tent who I was not apart of, imagine that energy for one second. We would arrive mid morning to a line of 800 people waiting to get ten minutes of our time. They would great us in Namaste bowing their heads and touching our feet, it has been the single most humbling experience of my life.
Arriving at my station for that first client of the day the world disappeared for hours. I would hardly have the chance to look up, time was irrelevant, it was me and a million smiles, it was all I needed, There is a common theme when working with the people here in India. Every single one of them is suffering from shoulder pain, back pain, and knee pain. Underneath those beautiful saris most of the woman are suffering from edema. I saw cases where the entire chest ,over the shoulder and half of the back was edema. One man I saw his entire right hamstring was edema and his whole armpit. I looked at x-rays and medical reports where medical doctors had diagnosed something completely out in left field, people on meds that were totally uncalled for. Ugh I feel so mad just recalling this. Diabetes is everywhere and I have a strong desire to start a Foot corrector mission in India. Traveling around teaching this wild place how to take care of their feet. As a Pilates Teacher most of the knee pain, swelling, and pain in the legs from my standpoint is in direct relation to their feet. Flexible ankles with lead bricks attached to them, yikes. I was able to gain two semi hard balls to help get some chewyness into the feet that walked into my world. The response I heard from every single one of those beautiful beings was they felt "light". In a world where they are worked to death, little to no sleep, some of them I imagine haven't been tenderly touched such child birth, I felt deeply moved to be able to provide some relief to the heaviness they carry.
The chiropracters worked endlessly and I was able to see some true miracles. One of the docs I was working next too had a little girl on the table who was catatonic and paralised from the waist down. She made no noise, no laughter, no smile, empty eyes and a rigid body. He adjusted her atlas the first day...her legs moved. Her atlas was so far twisted there was no neurotranmission firing up and down the spinal cord. After her fourth adjustment two days later she was laughing, smiling, holding her head up, kicking her legs, and was a very happy little girl...It was so fucking amazing and a miracle to be hold, everyone was crying. Another Doc I was next two had a lady come in who could not sit down. She could stand and lay down but was physically unable to sit up right. She said she had been living with that pain and inability for OVER A YEAR! The doc performed a side posture adjustment and the lady started instantly crying from pain relief. She fell to the floor in tears of gratitude and for the first time in a long time she sat in a chair, big fat tears of joy rolling down from her big brown eyes, the brightest smile stretched across her elated face. So many of these miracles, even with myself I saw small miracles everyday just providing movements to practice towards a healthier spine.
Under the colors of life there is darkness. The miracle occurs when we lift our skirts, shed our shirts and decide not to hide but to embrace this, work with this, be apart of this, and love this. Its so easy to admire the outside but are you brave enough to go backstage, are you strong enough to make a change, are you humble enough to take your clean hands and touch the feet of another?
Ultimately, the unit of our family, nation or human society is the individuation. And who is that individual? You and I.
Therefore, no power on earth can possibly fulfill the slogan of ‘world-peace’ and ‘human-brotherhood’ unless relationship between you and I, that is man and man becomes sweet and smooth.
The fulcrum of every world problem, in reality lies in our own minds and hearts. Far reaching results can only be achieved by making a start at the nearest point and that nearest point is our own self.
If individual is at peace, the world at large will automatically be at peace. The Mission
Give, Love, Serve this is the only way.
Hard to believe this is my last post from Bangalore, it means I have been officially living and breathing India for 3 months, whew!
As I am writing this my heart pounds beneath my chest, my head feels like there is a tornado in it and I am on the verge of tears or crazy laughter. My time here has flown by and stood still, its hard to manage all those emotions. I have over come every sort of challenge you can imagine. I am so grateful for my time here, the people who have come to be my family, its hard to believe I am leaving them. I came here with the expectation of becoming a better Pilates teacher and perhaps I am ,I believe the greatest growth has happened to me internally. It still amazes me after all the traveling around I have achieved that no matter how ready I feel to move on ,the action of leaving saddens me so deeply. It really goes to show you the importance of embracing each moment for they are fleeting and you can never have the moment back no matter how hard you try to hold onto it or replicate it.
Bangalore you have graced me with your craziness and loved me with your smell, thank you.
So tonight David and I leave on a sleeper bus and after an eleven hour journey it will drop us off in the main hub of Kerala, Cochin. From there I have no idea what will happen, bring it! I am so blessed to live and love in this magical journey of self and life.
Without any more words to say, actually thats just not true I have a lot more to say but I'm getting teary so I leave you with a photo story instead.
All my love from Bangalore and thank you for allowing me to share with you a little bit about me, much love.
Merry Christmas :))
It's no secret that if you have worked with me you would have heard my spiel about the importance of your feet. I learned from my teachers and it has been my pleasure to educate all persons about why they need to take care of their feet. So far in my feet geek research it has been focused simply on moving and using them in the proper way. If you have been following along with me, you know by now I am in India. The relevancy of that statement is the reason for this post. I walk to and from work, I walk the markets, I walk to the corner store often, and I walk around my house. Most days I am galavanting around in Jandals or thongs or flip flops:)
Walking the streets in India is like walking the gauntlet most times, not only is traffic out to get you, but you have all kinds of fecal matter to deal with, rubbish, dirty water and most of the streets are dirt themselves or very dusty.Seriously, I'll walk to the corner store and back maybe one hundred steps all up and my feet will be a feather dusters dream.
I went through a period where I wasn't sleeping very well, my skin when I woke up was pretty dingy, I felt tense, even my energy levels were low. Now, I am sure there are many things that contributed to those symptoms and many things that helped dispel those symptoms. One thing I know for sure is when I made the decision to take care of my feet every night before I went to bed, magic happened.
Yes! thats right I wash my feet every night before I go to bed, you may be thinking well thats a no brainer living in India but you will be surprised how many times exhausted I have crawled into bed forgetting. I will toss and turn feeling like I cant relax, No matter what I will get up and go wash my lovely feet with TENDER LOVING CARE and upon returning to bed fall right asleep. I capitalized those three words because i believe it is a key ingredient to what makes this new ritual for me so beneficial. Taking care of yourself better yet LOVING yourself with joy in your heart, is a sure fire way to relax your body and mind, therefore easing into the day or the night. Washing your feet before bed with a hot wash cloth using gentle strokes helps the blood circulate through the entire body. Since the feet are the root of the body this circulation enhances muscle relaxation as well as provide a way for your overactive mind to draw back into the body, and Voila a great nights sleep. In ancient chinese studies it has been said that doing this one small thing could be the key to a longer healthier life, I am a believer.
I first started this lovemaking ritual to myself out of necessity because my environment is so dirty and I have a thing for clean sheets, however reaping the benefits from this ancient practice has inspired me to carry on no matter what road I travel down.
My time teaching abroad in India is coming to a close. As the time for anything to end comes close I observe that the challenges you have been faced with all along become more vivid. One of those great challenges for me is the Indian timetable or lack there of. As a nomadic traveler this bothered me seldom,here now working in my career which I love and value very much I am constantly faced with it and it rips me apart.
In my old teaching grounds of San Francisco and even when I was in France, if you were late you called, you never not showed up without calling, and you were held accountable for my time, meaning you were charged. It was a rare occasion for any of that to happen I will add, my clients back home showed up on time ready to dive deep and truly valued their time. The studio was a home away from home for them, they would walk in early grab a roller do some standing footwork, or simply watch... it was cozy and warm, a most welcoming experience.
My love for what I teach is deep. When I am not able to give a full lesson because of lateness or someone doesn't bother to show up or even worse does not even bother to communicate why...I feel hurt. I feel hurt with the thoughts that they have little value for themselves, for me, and for Pilates. It doesn't make me happy to charge someone that late cancels or chooses not to show up. I want to help, I want to give its why I chose this path or rather it chose me because this is my great gift. Teaching in India has been one of the hardest teaching experiences of my life so far. Not because things have gone upside down as laid out to me, that was hard to accept, but because of the lack of accountability held with clients.
After a no show and then arriving 30 min late to a lesson with me walking into the studio talking on her phone for another five minutes, with no apology of being late I had, had enough. I know that there are differences in the way my western mind works and her eastern one works, but respect is an international language. I calmly stated that it would have to be a shortened lesson due to her lateness and I had a client right after her, she remarked she didn't care she wanted a shorter lesson anyway as she as hungover. Okay i said that is fine but I asked that in the future if she could at least communicate that she would be late or not show up as courteous gesture. This was not welcomed or appreciated, therefore as you can imagine the lesson did not carry through.
Thats just how India is show up when you show up , still expect whatever it is they expect from you, its hard, its weird and I feel so confused most of the time. Like I said before as a nomadic traveler I love it, I practice patience, and I love the feeling of going with the flow, but for some reason when it comes to my work ethic here, it has been my greatest challenge. I value the work of Pilates, I know what I have to offer and now know I am not willing to sacrifice the respect I put on those gifts.
Is that egotistical of me to say? maybe. But I believe for me its more like this. I am challenged with the fact that Indians don't value time like we westerners do, Okay, so I am here to challenge the Indian clients at Pilates for Wellbeing to value their Pilates time. For me I believe when it comes to your body and showing up for your body, there is no reason to let bad habits stay bad habits and it starts with showing up. When I watch the body in front of me move and I see they shove with their back or tuck their butt, am I just going to let them continue to do that because thats what they are used to? is it going to be good for them to continue to move like that? the answer to both of those questions is NO! So when someone is constantly late or not showing up and refusing to communicate , its a bad habit when it involves me its a bad habit I am now challenging the person to grow away from. I know there is traffic, there is sickness, there is this, there is that but there is no excuse for lack of communication. We live in a world where most people have two phones, there is no excuse. I am not willing to stand down on this one, I simply cannot, every time I have tried I hold resentment towards myself and towards the other person, I know that its because when your not living within your set of values, it feels icky. That doesn't mean the other person has to have your same values but it means I did need to stick up for my own and not simply bow my head to appease them.
There is no growth for anyone when someone bows away from their values and conforms to another persons. Take a deep breath and communicate, keeping in mind you may not see eye to eye and thats simply okay. EMPATHY.
I have much to write, yet there are no complete sentences. I have started this post three times in the last 1 minute, nothing seemed perfect to give to you...
What is true for you right now? If you were to sit still for one minute what would be going on for you? After perhaps ten minutes when maybe you released from you head and traveled to your heart, what then are you sitting with?
Talking from you mind/thoughts rather than from your heart. This has been a huge issue for me lately. I watched a seemingly boring video the other day but could not take myself away from it, for 48 minutes I stayed hooked on what these two men were saying, they were speaking from the heart and I could not stray away from such openness. Today I started to watch a video on a topic I am very interested in but after 1 minute I walked away from it, I could not feel this persons words, it was their mind talking and my heart was not connected.
In western society we are taught to speak from our heads, gather the information make a pointed presentation and speak. Have you ever been to a talk where you can hear words but you feel no connection? Now, have you been to a talk where you feel the speakers energy, you believe every word they are saying, you feel every syllabel form every word that vibrates in your core? Have you yourself found yourself talking and realized your not even connected to what your saying? I am sure you have experienced the other half of that as well, when you are sharing a story or idea and its as if your have lost control and something higher is speaking through you?
I can always tell when a person is talking to me from their heart place, how? I feel them, If their coming at me from the habit of their mind I cannot feel them, there are no emotions to accompany their words. Speaking from the mind is great if your intention is to show how intelligent you are and quick witted, but that does nobody any good not even yourself because in the long run you will find emptiness.
Speaking from the heart you will only find a greater fullfillment. Speaking from the heart is simply speaking the truth, your truth. Speaking from the heart is not to outsmart, outplay, out maniplilate, or seek gain its simply wants to connect and share. Speaking from the heart does not mean the things you have to say others will like, but it doesn't matter its the truth and in the end whether the people around you or even you see it everyone gains.
Speaking from the heart is not the same as emotionally reacting so please don't confuse the two they are very different. A highly emotional re active person would benefit from meditation and in return find that most of those re actions come from the habit of their mind, not the heart.
In my own experience when I try and use all the knowledge in my confided brain to get my point across, it never works. First I find myself getting confused by the habits I've created over the years and therefore the lack of clarity in making my point is lost. In that also if I'm on my game and the words are coming quick and their "on point" I end up hurting or saying things that I don't even mean, leaving me with an emptiness. When I speak from the heart I gain so much, no matter what that truth is for me, nothing can harm me, I am in my truth I am in my higher self and I find I get a deeper connection with whoever is on the other side of my words. The heart never lies only the mind does. Speak from the heart and you will a neverending sense of peace and happiness. If you find that your heart is up against someone else's mind, stay with your heart, see how people respond to you, perhaps they will let you see their heart as well and what a gift to give.
If you found this triggering, I challenge you to read it again and when you come to a place that triggers you ask yourself "why does this trigger/upset me?" the first response will most likely be a habit from the mind, so go further down breathe into your heart and see what you find there ,now ask yourself again.