Sunday, 3 February 2013

"...No loss is more chilling or more dangerous than that of a friend..."


Pythagoras asks that we not let a friend go lightly, for whatever reason.  Instead, we should stay with a friend as long as we can, until we’re compelled to abandon him completely against our will.  It’s a serious thing to toss away money, but to cast aside a person is even more serious.  Nothing in human life is more rarely found, nothing more dearly possessed.  No loss is more chilling or more dangerous than that of a friend.

As many of you know, in my personal life, I am on a journey that is winding down a relationship with a person I cherish.  In a moment of raw emotion I told this person he was dead to me.  As raw and as real as that feeling was the moment I blurted it out without expectation….it remains true for me today.  Time, months, has passed since I utter those words.  What is interesting, is what I’ve come to learn and understand those words to mean to me.  

Some have judged me by saying I was wrong to say them, especially in front of our children.  Some have boldly stated I was cold to hurt my friend in that way.  Others have shared their surprise I could be so ‘cruel’; but…they are not me, nor were they there to witness the situation or what led up to it.  The painful truth is, those words were true when I spoke them and…they are still true to me right now; and for the same reasons.  I will not defend or explain myself, but I will share this.  The friend I cherished and honoured; who I shared all my hopes and dreams with…he is gone.  His body remains but the part of him joined to me, that I trusted, honoured, believed in….that person is gone, because of the things he says and does (or doesn’t say or do).  I suspect from his perspective, the part of me joined to him – is gone for him as well. 

I was introduced to the book “Soul Mates” (by Thomas Moore) and read this quote by Pythagoras’ which resonated with me on a very deep level.  Years ago, my friend and I watched the movie Titanic.  In true Hollywood fashion, they took a tragic event and romanced it ~ I’ve no judgement on that, but for me what touched me so deeply in that movie was what I suspect many couples face in similar situations.  In fact, it inspired a conversation between my friend and me.  If we ever found ourselves in a position where we’d die together and leave our children alone or one of us would die while the other could live on with our children….we agreed we’d let the other go so our children would not lose us both.  Without getting into all the details, for me, we have metaphorically come to such a time; thus I suppose is why I unexpectedly and without fore thought, at that moment said, “…You are dead to me…”

I was losing myself while trying to hold on to my friend, and a relationship I still honoured and believed to be enchanting.  So, at that moment my soul knew (I felt) compelled to abandon him” against my will.  It was for my survival and that of my children that I had to let go of my illusions and my hopes that we could be respectful or compassionate toward each other…at this time. 

My soul needed for me to accept the death of the relationship I cherished and revered so much.  Holding on to the expectation that we could somehow rescue our relationship or our family was suffocating me and in turned torturing our children.  I suppose those raw feelings at that moment and my instinct to survive took over and thus blurted out “….you are dead to me; if my husband saw what you were doing to his wife and children…  At that moment….I was in shock…I was numb.

I suppose that is why Pythagoras’ words “but to cast aside a person is even more serious” and “No loss is more chilling or more dangerous than that of a friend” resonates with me so deeply. 

Sometimes when our soul speaks to us, we choose not to listen.  This friend’s memory, like so many other people, animals, and experiences…will always be a part of whom I am; and who I will become.  But for now, as we are today, what we had has died.  I will mourn that loss, but I will not choose to ignore the gifts life still has to offer me and our children. 

Living in mindfulness and living a life with purpose…makes the transition during this loss easier for me.  I don’t want to blame or get even.  Those behaviours are energy suckers; they are judgemental and don’t help me or my children; nor do they help my family who is also suffering a great loss.  For my friends and colleagues who care for me deeply, and who continue to be wonderful supports for my children and myself, I would be dishonouring them too if I were to focus my time clinging to the past. 

As I continue to move forward on my life’s path, while it will not be without pain; it will be intended to be without regret.  I will continually do my best to be mindful of my choices; to ensure profound decisions are still made in consultation with my heart.  Sometimes I’ll pause in order to rejuvenate; other times I’ll glance back at my wake to check in with myself; but most always I will live through my soul.  In so doing, not only do I live my life with purpose and in mindfulness, but I also create a life for me and those I share it with, that is spirited; open to acceptance, forgiveness, unconditional love and in an energy that invites playfulness, exploration and peace. 

In all that I am and as I see in you….Namaste

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Happy New Year 2013 ~ Help


That’s it!!!!!

Happy New Year everyone!  Phew...2012 is history and 2013 is present; a gift!

Aha moments...they come at the funniest of times, don’t they?!  But when they come...do we always recognize them?  Do we stop to really contemplate them or do we simply say, “hmm interesting” and dismiss them?

During one of my regular morning activities, and as I was reflecting on 2012 – looking into what 2013 might bring, I could almost see the glow of the light bulb that had suddenly illuminated intensely above my head.

HELP ~ asking for, accepting and/or giving ~ Help!

Every experience we go through is a learning opportunity.  The more challenging the journey seems; the greater the growth will be. And the truth is...sometimes – whether we are giving or receiving; the act of help is essential.

Definition of help:

1.      To give or provide what is necessary to accomplish a task or satisfy a need; contribute strength or means to; render assistance to; cooperate effectively
                  2.      To save; rescue; succor: as in Help me, I’m falling
                  3.      To make easier or less difficult; contribute to; facilitate
                  4.      To be useful or profitable to
                  5.      To refrain from; avoid (usually preceded by can or cannot)

Don’t just ‘skim’ this definition...read it.  Look at the words and consider their meanings.  Help is not about pushing your agenda or forcing a reaction but being gentle, providing aid or recognizing when you can’t.

Lovingly and very respectfully, I say I grew up in a functionally, dysfunctional family like so many others.  My childhood was a montage of excitement and disappointment.  At 15 I was raped; but that’s a story for another day.  The point is, in surviving the rape – I learned a lot about myself and others.  The two main things I learned and have carried with me for many years are these: First, I’m a survivor.  Second, the only person I can ever count on is...me.  

This may sound harsh, detached and cynical but they are lessons I’ve come to find comfort in.  These attributes have become my strengths on many levels of my life’s journey.  A small example of how I implement them; do you ever become so nervous about something that you self sabotage and/or lose out on an opportunity?  When I find myself in that situation...I can pull from my ‘survivor’ and ‘count on me’ skills to get myself through the nervousness so I can experience the opportunity that awaits me.  These skills...have seen my zip line, cross bridges, meet new people, speak to people, return to school, face my rapist, walk 111km across Spain, fall in love, become a mother and grow every day of my life.  Over the years, I have changed how I use these skills but...they are ingrained in every cell of who I am and how I interact with others.   They give me courage and continue to inspire me to move forward confidently and compassionately.

As many of you know, 2012 was a HUGE year for me with MANY changes.  What is so interesting is...that while I am alone now, my life purpose seems larger and clearer.  I’ve spent months wondering ‘how will I get through this’, ‘what am I going to do’, and I start to worry and become scared.  The truth is....I have no idea what lies ahead but I do know, I don’t have to do this alone.  I’ve so many compassionate people in my life, on so many levels; people who lovingly share their strengths with others and without condition or an expectation of ‘you owe me’.  It truly is a “pay it forward” life style they strive to live; which compliments me; my hopes, my dreams, my ideals, philosophy....my life and life style.

Every day, I receive a message in some form or another from a least one person that is powerful, yet simple; such as, “Thinking of you.”  By them sending such a simple message, they are helping me get through that moment.  By receiving and accepting their message I am inspired to look forward, keep my faith, keep my hope, and maintain my courage to stand confident in my truth. 

Asking for and accepting help is not a weakness but rather a strength.  We do it every day and most often don’t recognize it.  When we ask the person across the table, ‘pass me the pepper, please’, we’ve asked for help.  When someone steps aside to allow us in, we’ve accepted help.  When we’re lost and we need direction...we need help getting our bearing back and that’s ok.  Sometimes what ‘survivors’ and ‘count on me’ people need to notice is...when the impact is goes beyond ‘me’, asking for and accepting help is an even more beautiful gift.  If we are the one’s offering help....it is VERY important that we first ask ‘may I help you’, ‘how may I help’.  You may find that you can’t help or that’s not how you want to help.  Recognizing that and then choosing not to help may be the best help you can give.

For me, on many levels, Help will be my joie de vivre in 2013.

Wishing 2013 gently showers you with abundant gifts of love, health, peace and.... help!

Love and laughter... Carleana

Friday, 21 December 2012

Another world ending ~ survived....


Phew....well this was my fourth (or fifth) “end of the world” prediction and I’ve survived. 

As I reflect on previous ‘end of the world’ promises...my memory reminds me how I felt during some of these events.  I was quite young when I remember the first ‘end of the world’ scare.  I remember feeling afraid.  I think I was about 8 then.  I remember adults talking about it.  I don’t remember the details of their conversations but I do remember the feeling of worry.   The next one I remember, I was in my mid to late teens ~ a very troubling time for me.  I remember skipping up and down the middle of the road, hoping not to be “missed” this time.  I didn’t want to be a survivor.  I didn’t care where I went; I just knew I didn’t want to be here anymore.  This time, I’ve spent the past few years consoling and reassuring my children and others.

As I’ve grown, I’ve come to accept the “end of the world” predictions as a part of life.  Media now plays an even greater role is perpetuating fear.  The more people hear something, the easier it comes for them to buy into the message; whether it is grounded in fact or not.  This bothers me.  So many people still believe the ‘news’ with great reverence.  As in the past, I wonder, how many people have become so fearful of the 12-21-12 that they took their own lives.  Extreme thinking you say....I ask you to reflect on this a moment?  We know of events around the world where ‘religious’ sects have staged and executed masse suicides based on a prediction that the world was coming to an end.  And there are far more people who makes changes or take action based on similar fears.

My message is not intended to be gloomy, thus the choice of this font; but rather to serve as a reminder.  The end of ‘our’ world as we know can happen at any second and in an assortment of ways.  We never know when or how our world will change and so...for that reason, it is important that we know who we are.  When we can live our truth; comfortable knowing who we are, it doesn’t really matter when or how the world comes to an “end”.

Today is also the Winter Solstice; the first day of winter...the shortest day of the year and where I live...our first snow of the season.  You’ve survived this season’s journey into darkness as the world ‘ends’.  Tomorrow, you will begin the path into light as the days once again grow longer.  As you embark on this new expedition do so with confidence and passion.  Let your light shine brightly for all the world to see and celebrate who you are with joy and zeal!

Embarking on a voyage with you...Carleana

Friday, 14 December 2012

Season's Greetings



In 10 days we will be on the eve of Christmas Day.  This time of year is always so magical.  I love the excitement of children who still believe in Santa Claus; of adults that still believe in the reason for the season and the essence of love and hope; if we choose to be still we can hear and feel it!

 Sometimes, things happen in our lives and muffle that inner voice.  We drowned it out with anger, resentment and hatred because things haven’t gone as we wanted.  The truth is...we always have what we really need.  The trick is recognizing it and celebrating it. 

2012, has been a HUGE year of transition for me.  Some were changes I intentionally choreographed and some...I had no control over.  Naturally the ones I had “control” over were easier to adjust to but, those I had no “control” over, I’ve just had to have faith they too were in my best interest.

A year ago today, I was feeling bitter-sweet.  I was nervous, anxious, scared and yet excited.  On December 31, 2011 I would be leaving my position with the federal government.  I had worked there for 20 years.  For the first 17 years I loved it.  The last 3 were horrible.  A new manager came in and created a toxic cess pool working environment.  Despite my attempts to work through it, with the support and encouragement from my soul mate, my best friend...my husband we created a five year plan and I left public service.

The five year plan included me registering my own business; It’s theButterfly Effect Inc which would eventually offer many services to assist people to find order in life’s chaos.  I would seek out key people I envisioned who could help me breathe life into another goal; my not-for-profit business; Artistically Speaking Out Against Bullying.  The premise or philosophy of this organization would focus on addressing the effects of all bullying for all ages in a positive manner rather than in a confrontational or conventional way.

Additionally, during that five years, I would become a certified Soul Coach.  I would receive my ASIST (applied suicide intervention skill training), safeTALK and reflexology certifications.  And, I would do my pilgrimage; the Camino de Santiago de Compostella.

Well....today, almost a full year has past by.  I’ve registered It’s the Butterfly Effect Inc and have started to generate awareness around my business in the Southwestern Ontario area.  I recruited several amazing people who have helped me establish and register Artistically Speaking Out Against Bullying. We completed a very successful pilot project, were nominated for an Innovation award for the work we do in the community, have been invited to some key organizations for children and youth within our city and some neighbouring communities.  I’ve become a certified Soul Coach, earned my ASIST and safeTALK certifications.  I’ve joined two other organizations: Elgin Suicide Prevention Coalition and Society for Quality Education.  I completed 111km of my pilgrimage, the Camino de Santiago de Compostella to receive my Compostella/certificate; and I’m just about ready for my final practical exam in order to become a certified reflexologist. AND...in the middle of all this, my soul mate, my best friend...my husband, of 23 years, left me.

I end 2012, as I ended 2011, feeling bitter-sweet.  Six months away from my 50th b’day I find myself a single mother of three teenage daughters and no income.  And while I am very nervous, anxious and scared about what 2013 holds in store for me...I am excited.  Living our truth and living a life of purpose is not always easy when it means not following the ‘norm’ but, believing and having faith that you will always be given what you need when you needed, sure helps. 

My children have been a HUGe support and foundation for me since their father left.  They truly are brilliant and amazing young people.  Naturally my parents and my brother have been very supportive but what I’ve been very surprised by is in the depth of my friendships.  I had forgotten how powerful and wonderful, the support of true friends can be. The kind of friends who help you make the choices that are right for you because it is your best interest they are looking out for and not... sway you to share their journey. 

Every day, I try to live my life in truth; a life of purpose and knowing.  Seeing the ugly in the world around us is very easy if that’s all you wish to see.  BUT....if you choose to be quiet – listen from within to the softness and block out the harshness...the world truly is a beautiful place with so many amazing people.  Miracles are all around you if you chose to see them.  Put out a pure and true desire.  Patiently wait; and the universe will give it to...in abundance.

As you wind down 2012, and prepare for 2013....take time to look at all that is positive in your life.  Acknowledge it.  Appreciate it.  Next Friday – December 21 is a day many events are expected to happen on.  It is also the Winter Solstice; the shortest day of the year.  In the darkness listen for and celebrate your spirit and as the days come brighter and longer....let your spirit shine brightly and magnificently!

However, you celebrate the season may it be wondrous and out of harm's way.

From my heart to yours.... a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

....Carleana

Saturday, 29 September 2012

A lovely Saturday night....


Good evening everyone!!!! Finally, a ‘normal’ Saturday night.  I’ve not experience one of these since mid June and I "soul" needed this.  My home is filled with an abundance of life, laughter and fun this evening; something that hasn’t been here since the first of August.  We’re between activities and so...I’ve taken this opportunity to share and be grateful.  The SQE (Society for Quality Education) today, was very nice and it was lovely spending time with my dad.  I’m looking forward to a good night sleep later this evening and maybe...just maybe, I’ll sleep in.  This may seem like a ‘simple’ entry, but I can assure you...it is a powerful one for me.  Friday morning, I spent chatting with a dear friend.  We’ve got, what I think will be, an exciting new project coming together in the days ahead.  If it goes as anticipated...I look forward to sharing it on my blog.  As I sign off, may I leave you with this interesting tidbit...This year October has 5 Mondays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays.  It’s been send this happens once every 823 years and is referred to ‘money bags’.  Remember to celebrate the small things in life ~ they make the ‘challenges’ a little easier to accept.  With heartfelt wishes...Carleana

Sunday, 23 September 2012

Quick note ~

Just a quick note as I wind down my day.   Friday turned out to be a productive day as far as finishing some of those little odd jobs.  Saturday I was part of the Spirituality Event hosted here in London.  I wish I could say it was or wasn't what I expected but the truth is, I had no idea what to expect when I agreed to go.  I must admit...it didn't enter my mind that it would be outside.  As such, I was not dressed for the day.  Cold, breezy, damp and windy - while I was in a light dress and sandals.  So... I sang my Mr Sun Song and asked the breeze energies to be calm for a few hours.  I am excited to say...for the next few hours...while it was still cool and damp...the Sun did her best to warm us while the breeze became a welcoming complement to the sun's warmth.  As the breeze built and the sun took a rest, many of us decided it was time to pack up.  We gave thanks to the elements and the opportunities as we headed home for hot baths and warm drinks.  Today was an emotional roller coaster ride for me again and sadly my heart ache distressed my children.  I am so lucky to have such warm, compassionate and WISE children.  I must remember to tell them how much I love them and how important they are to me especially during this transition.  To all of you who have children in your life....please remember to thank these children.  You might be amazed just how much they carry for you to make your day a little easier.  To all the children in the world, carrying burdens a child shouldn't have to ~ with all my heart I thank you!  May you be blessed with the strength you need to become free of the heaviness you've taken on so you can explore the beauty in life AND play as children should be allowed too.  With all my love; hugs and kisses.... Carleana

Thursday, 20 September 2012

Where does the time go?


Not unlike most of you, I start off with good intentions as I begin something new or return to complete an unfinished project when suddenly.... I find I’ve again become distracted and pulled away from what I was doing. 

Before I know it days, weeks or months have passed and my well intended effort is still cluttering an area of my home, or I’ve not spoken to that friend I cherish or my project is still incomplete or; and the list continues.  Sometimes it is then that I become frustrated with myself which only adds to my feeling of self annoyance.  Why can’t I stay focused?  Can’t I finish anything? What was it that distracted me in the first place? 

Maybe it was a knock on the door, a phone call; an urgent situation....any number of things may have become my new focus.  Some distractions are such that I can attend to them and get back to the task at hand, but sometimes they require me to give them my full attention and that’s when it happens – time passes.

Soon I forget what I was doing and other things come and go in my life until...I realize I’ve left “stuff” out in a room or I’m missing that person I was on my way to visit or I go to put on those pants I started to hem.  Then the words always do your best come to mind.  It is important to not feel bad for taking the time I did because, if I didn’t “need” to address that issue at the time, the truth is I likely wouldn’t have.  Acknowledging that, and accepting it allows me to move forward without guilt so that I can get back to that project and/or my new intention(s)...with the same enthusiasm and excitement I originally had. 

That is where I’m at right now.  Perhaps in a future blog I’ll share what’s been happening in my life that has pulled away from my blogging and my intention to start a new Soul Journey but for now...these matters, that distracted me, are becoming less of a distraction.  From that situation, there are items that still need my attention.  A recent scare has gifted me with clarity, reminding me to allow myself to feel pleasure and celebrate the things that bring me peace and balance in my life.  I’m starting to re-establish a routine that inspirers me to do what I enjoy.  Thank you so much for sticking with me through this journey. 

And hey....I’m so excited to see that I’ve had over 1000 hits on my blog.  Once things are better settled in my little world, and I’m back to blogging routinely, I’m hoping those of you who do visit often will become “followers”. 

Please feel free to share my blog with those you think will enjoy it and/or find value in reading it.  I always enjoy hearing from you too.  Leave a comment or send me an email at itbeinc@gmail.com

Blessings of abundance to you and those you cherish.
 
Celebrating life and all it has to offer....
 
Love, Carleana