Our Desire To Be Loved Never Goes Away
It doesn't matter how old you are or how old you get, we as human beings never tire of being loved on. Case in point - I have been under the weather for a few days. It's not all that bad but it took a little toll on me. When it came to getting myself out of bed to get a bite to eat I remembered my Mommy and felt choked up, meaning (for all you Chakra un-initiated) a little sadness overcame me. This was one of those moments that I wish I could have her unconditional, nurturing love. And I could have used it right then and there. But alas, she lives 20,000 miles away.
We as human beings also do a good job of masking our true feelings, don't we? Instead of sharing what we need to feel loved we instead play the tough one to "get over it"! Instead of getting present to our vulnerability we say, "I don't need help! I can do it all on our own!!" Right!!
My mother may be 20,000 miles away physically but my relationship with her is so alive and...
Seemingly strange things ever happen to you? They have to me, and occasionally still do. One such thing happened around 9 years ago. I started seeing 1:11 and 11:11 everywhere. Everytime I looked at the time, my phone, the clock in the car or the cooking range at home - I saw 1:11 or 11:11. 9 months later my first daughter was born and when she was delivered the doctor announced "Baby girl, time of birth 1:11"!
"A-ha!!", I said to myself! "So, this is why I have been seeing 1:11 and 11:11 everywhere. I had seen the time my daughter would be born." Mystery solved!
But wait, not solved. If it was, I would have stopped seeing 1:11 and 11:11 everywhere but it kept happening.
Since 2004 and counting, I still see 1:11 and 11:11 everywhere. Not only on clocks and watches, but also on billboards, suite numbers, telephone numbers and even invoices. I learned from the research I have done on the significance of the 111 number series is that it's a reminder that the Universe is...
This year my life has been nothing but transformative! Over the past weekend I was inspired by a quote I want to share with you:
"Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality." - Martin Luther King, Jr.
There was a time I was focused on MY pain, MY anger, MY issues and MY healing. I thought once I "fix" MYself, MY life would be better. THEN I would be in a place to serve and help others on their journey.
I realized soon enough that just healing myself and being focused on my wholeness was never going to be enough. How could I be whole and complete when there were people around me who were not whole and complete? Saying that your fate is not tied to my fate is like saying your end of the boat is sinking. We are in this together. Ignoring what's happening with others is like ignoring a giant hole in the boat you are sailing in. That boat is not going to make...
Tired of walking around life with a FAKE ID? Beware: The Universe might card you! Don't break the LAW, the Law of the Universe. It's about time you surrender your fake old ID and embrace your authentic one! Life is happening right here, right now. How are you choosing to live it? Are you living it with all your honesty, authenticity and integrity? Are you doing everything you can to live fully? Or are you doing just enough to get away with pretending like you are "living it"? What's the TRUTH? Be honest.
So what's your true ID? If I may ask again. Are you defined by what happened to you in your past? Are you still reliving the pain, anger and sadness that streams from events that occured a long, long time ago? Have you surrendered your present moment to the prison of your old belief systems? Where are you in your life? Are you here right now? Or are you an upset 10 year old who didn't find resolution with some unfortunate thing that happened to you?
For many years I lived in...
I was born and raised in India and therefore by birth I am an Indian Woman. I came to the US when I was 28 years old and although set in my ways (certain ways) I have always been a chameleon – very adaptable, eager and with a persistent love of learning about new cultures and concepts. Despite the newness of it all, moving to the United States of America has been one of those life changing events that has only been positive for me in every sense of the way. The 3 most important reasons I love being an American are:
Although growing up I was told I was "free" to speak my mind, I really wasn't. There were a lot of conditions and I had to take a multitude of people's feelings, positions and hierarchy in the world into consideration. Hence I was ridden with blocks, confusion, withheld communication and deep dark secrets. America on the other hand has given me the listening that I needed in the world to be heard. America has given me the ears...
"What do you pack to pursue a dream? What do you leave behind?" – Sandra Sharpe
If you were to pack your bags to set out on the best and most anticipated journey EVER of your life – how would you pack? Bear in mind that this journey would lead you to that future where you are living your true, authentic life, living from the core of who you are.
Would you pack the old, unwanted thoughts, emotions, and memories? Would you bring co-travelers along with you on this pious trip that didn't align with your vision of the authentic you? Would you carry anything at all that didn't serve the highest good of making this, the most anticipated and BEST journey ever?
I'm guessing, you probably wouldn't. You might consider bringing with you the best of who you are — your truth, authenticity, talents, gifts and passions. Right? You might consider choosing a guide, a co-traveler that gets who you are and lets you be YOU. This makes all the sense in the world.
But how does...
A few weeks ago, I sent an email to my online community sharing how there were a couple of really special people that had stood for my transformation almost 20 years ago and how that had made a difference in my life. I emailed those people, dedicated the article to them and thanked them for the role they had played on my journey of transformation. One of those people wrote back to me "correcting" my reference to the fact that this had happened 20 years ago. And I realized, she was right. I had only met her 15 years ago, not 20. But I do know that something had happened almost 20 years ago which is why the reference.
So, friends, I stand corrected. 20 years ago, it was not THEM who took a stand for my transformation, it was I that did.
In fact it was exactly June 5, 1992 when that happened. Next month it would be 21 years since I took a stand for transforming my life. A life that needed transformation desperately. After having spent 8 years prior to that in an environment of sexual...
"I. Can. Do. It." was my Mantra for the day. For the first time today I ran on the treadmill at 7 miles per hour. I always thought running at a pace such as this was for runners, athletes and folks that were super fit. Not for me. I never saw myself as one of "them". After thinking that 6 mph was my max for the past month, I was pleasantly surprised that, albeit in brief intervals, but I could reach 7 mph. I could do it.
This past year I have been having many transformations around my body and health. It began with regular detoxes since last April, vegetarianism (attempting veganism) and adding exercise to my routine. When I started working out with a personal trainer regularly earlier this year I could jog at 3 and run at 3.3 mph. Slowly but surely, those numbers kept going up and before I knew it I was walking at that pace and my new jog was at 3.5, run at 4 or 4.5 and it kept creeping up to where I am today.
The famous Chinese philosopher Lao Tzu said, "A journey of a...
This morning I took a look at my garden and it is looking beautiful. The salvias, nanas, hostas and peonies are all looking so vibrant and colorful. They look like they have been loved. And as a result of that, they are sharing that love in the form of their vibrancy and grandeur with not just me, but with anyone who passes by to see.
However, this wasn't the case last year. Last year they bloomed late and died early. They grew to only half their size the entire season that they are now at just at the beginning of the season. How did that happen? Well, this year, I took care of them.
I took care of them when they were at their lowest. When they looked dead, withered and all gone. Like they had nothing left in them. I tended to them, cleared and cleaned the earth around them and created space for them to grow when it was their time. And this spring when their time came, oh my goodness, my heart skipped a beat.
Allow me to let you in on a personal story. The townhome we live...
Jordan was the only new student in her fifth grade class. On her first day of school, she sat by herself at lunch. No one spoke to her all day. No one even took the time to welcome her to the school or introduce themselves. Jordan was feeling incredibly lonely. At recess, she sat behind a big oak and read her book. A few minutes later she overheard two girls from her class talking. "That new girl is really something!" the first girl said. "Yeah," the second girl added. "Did you see those jeans she's wearing? They are so last year! What a freak!" As the girls burst out in laughter, Jordan's heart sank. The girl's words...girls she didn't even know...cut deeply.
You see, at Jordan's old school she was quite popular. She was captain of her soccer team and at the top of her class academically. The day Jordan overheard her classmates talking about her changed her life forever. Her grades began to slip. She rarely left her room. She had no interest in playing soccer; something she used...