Life is a
continuous cycle of movement. A coming and going. Birth, death, re-birth in all
forms of nature. Whether we see the process as positive or unpredictable is not
the underlying pulse. Rather momentum is achieved if we allow ourselves to
partake in the rhythms it offers us. To explore what perhaps we could have
overlooked before if we had not been able to release ourselves into life’s
flow.
I feel my mind
being awakened, my pulse increases, my body feels invigorated and my view
clears to see the small things along my path when I go along with life's cycles.
Knowing I may get lost but I will never get stuck, is uplifting for I trust in
everything unfolding at the right time and place for the space I am within. This
pattern that evolves, as I awaken to my potential and the possibilities I have
in my daily structure of living is not without hitches, blockages or barriers.
Only racing along a single route is not necessarily enlightening.
We have all
experienced a detour of our intended destination. Often we feel as if we are
top of our life’s tasks, situations and events when something stumbles onto our
way and we are bluffed. It is a bit as if you have packed your suitcase with
the essentials - fresh underwear, a change of clothes for warm and chilly weather,
sturdy shoes, sun cream, hat, glasses and maybe an outfit to wear for a
dressier occasion. Then when you are on your way to the station, you find out
you have missed the connecting train to get to the airport. While waiting for a
new train to arrive, you read on your mobile the news a hurricane has hit the
small island you where going to visit and no flights are flying there any more.
So you had a plan. Then an unanticipated mishap stopped you and upon wanting to
redirect, you view the real reason behind the delay. You have been spared a
greater personal disaster. If only we could remember this when our life is for
a split second derailed and we are blown off course by an unseen event, piece
of news or personal experience.
There is so
often a reason for one happening that is unseen until we have accepted its now
there allowing the other purpose to then be revealed. At times it is perhaps a hard
pill to swallow but fighting a situation takes more destructive energy into
your body than clearing space for understanding what this could mean for you
directly. Once you have acknowledged
taking action from this standpoint, you can use baby steps to then begin a personal
healing or recreating your new stand from the ashes of the old.
“Baby steps” is
my term for revaluation and location of where you are going with a tentative
awareness. Finding out what the new way you should be walking is requires
taking, baby steps. Slowly placing your self into the situation and feeling how
it looks. Noticing how you view it. If you are open to seeing it as productive
or have you ridge set ideas of how you’re to deal with it. Baby steps require
that you trust you have the strength within, which now is being tested. Trust
your intuition. Trust the process, life is offering you. Baby steps are a
reminder the situation your experiencing might be frightening, unknown and have
no clear outcome defined but you are making a start to finding out how to deal
with it. Baby steps also shows you are trusting there is another presence that
will catch you if you fall, if you bend at the weight or collapse from the
pain. Your adult self will react if it sees you becoming off balance by
"testing the waters" yet it too knows the innocence of a child can be
the growth of a consciously aware adult.
I have
experienced many situations and times when baby steps have been required and
often I have gone forward refusing to use them. Instead I have demanded I
wanted to continue to run or leap or dance. The results where not often
pleasant to view or experience upon my own person. I think one of the hardest
tests of how to place my baby steps has definitely been in my health situation(s).
Sadly not an unknown story either for so many in what I am about to write. I
spent so many years being pushed from one area to another in the medical world,
one antibiotic or medical treatment, which when it did not bring the textbook
results, was seen as my having not followed the instructions to the tee. Or I
was not to be placed in that draw and another was opened to see if I fitted in
there. It made me question my own sanity and stability being told my symptoms
and experiences where fabricated perhaps! How could I possibly even want to get
up in the morning I was once asked while another doctor could never understand
running (in my terms it is slow pleasure jogging) could not be undertaken if my
ligaments and joints ached so much. He never understood the need for movement,
which gave me a natural painkiller and mental release. Do you ever see goats
not climbing rocks due to arthritic pain? I was probed, prodded and offered all
kinds of remedies (some I took but mostly I refused when I noted the side
effects offered along with them) that very rarely took in listening to me and
working with me.
Fibromyalgia
and mercury poisoning from dicey fillings are two rather hard to diagnose
health issues I will give you, when your practitioner searches after instead
“normal” sicknesses. Then again you do not have signs of being depressive or
having anxiety and you’re not “fitting the given mould”, which makes a neat
stamp of “this is it” just not possible. So I began to stop wanting to find the
reason for my health issues and saw them as trying to tell me something
instead. I listened to the areas aching, swelling and blocking me from moving
freely. I tried alternative methods of looking into my situation and found that
Traditional Chinese Medicine was one element my body not only immediately
embraced, it also “saw” in my eye diagnoses what was the root cause of my
imbalances. Once I could state to a westernized doctor what I wished to be
tested for and the results were off the charts, it was a relief to finally have
it confirmed. Yet also it was the start of my baby steps to redirecting my own health – physically and mentally. My stability and sanity could be restored. I
was not the “crazy kiwi woman with a strong will” (as one doctor referred to
me) but rather the kiwi chick that knew when to go attentively along her way,
the right way. Placing one foot before the other, checking the surface, taking
time to feel the ground beneath her feet. Throwing away the old shoes and going
barefoot for a change was pure pleasure. If I wanted to wear shoes again then I
would get some new ones, for the new occasion.
My baby steps
have now become a solid part of who I am and how I handle situations today.
Life’s cycles still give me situations that rattle my bones or make my heart
skip a wild beat. I can be thrown right out of my comfortable sofa chair with
an unexpected piece of news. The only difference is I take it as the beginning
of something new in the “death” of what has been known and the “birth” of what
can be. It is a chance to redirect, perhaps to leave an idea or desire behind
or just alone, for the time being.
What makes life
valuable to you? Is it the amount of years you have lived or the intensity in
which you have lived your given years so far? We often strive for being in our
future free from work commitments, extra weight, family responsibilities or
health issues so as to really live our true dreams. It is coupled with the
belief that what we desire can only be obtained or experienced without this "attached
baggage". Though this “attached baggage” is what is there to make us
become fully aware of life’s momentums and if wisely packed and taken with us
they will open up a whole new panorama of chances in life. It makes you count
the way you are living your life within this present moment, as being all that
counts. Baby steps make it worth walking my pathway to experiencing the leaping
moments of when I can take a larger stride into living life –my way.
Your Koruswhispers