I am so blessed to have been able to attend Wendy’s Passion Test workshop last weekend. While I wasn’t in the best of shape (no need to stay out until 6 in the morning – I am not 20 anymore… and I am closer to 40 than 30), WOW, did I get a lot out of it. First and foremost, I love being more in touch with my top 5 passions, and creating the opportunity to move, choose, create, decide in support of those TOP 5! I’m telling you NOW, sign up for her next one… it will fill up quick! My #1 passion – to be influenced by my connection to Source, not by what other people think. WHOA NELLY! Second, it SOOOOOO cool to see how the work is showing up. For example, I had a great conversation with my boyfriend about masculine and feminine and what it means to each to surrender, somewhere in the midst of this, he got a phone call, and I observed that he might be a while (sounded business related). In that moment, I could have sat still, and waited patiently, or I could surrender to the moment, and choose in alignment with my passion. I LOVE organizing space and creating synergy or systems of organization in closets, cupboards and the like. Crazy you say? Well, perhaps a bit OCD. Thats what you say – I say its a gift, and comes from source. Following my desire and my passion I made my way to his closet and started working my magic… pants here, t-shirts there, winter stuff on bottom, summer stuff up top… long sleeve, short sleeve, and even color coordinated. I am just guessing, but there might have been somewhere in the ball park of 27 striped shirts! He came in after getting off the phone and I greeted him with, “No more striped shirts!” He laughed out loud, “I like stripes!” Upon seeing what I had created in that little room in the back of his bedroom, he was truly grateful, and impressed. WOW! That looks amazing! And I know where everything is!
Letting go of being so influenced by what people think (including my own inner self judgments), allowing spirit to move through me, whether organizing a closet or sipping on a vanilla latte at Aurora… what a joy!
The joy I felt the first time I went scuba diving.
The first time I spoke to a large audience.
The first time I felt kundalini rush up my spine.
The first time I got naked on a beach. Happy Happy, JOY JOY!
The first time I sailed on the ocean.
The first time I opened to love.
The first time a taught a tantra workshop.
The first time I roasted a chicken (successfully).
I relish in the opportunity to create firsts, in my life and in others. Really, is there anything like the ‘first time’? Not to say that I don’t find joy in continuity and learning an art, or trying things again and again. Lets face it, some things only get better after the 3rd or 4th time. Somethings take years to master or perfect, however, most of us will never forget ‘the first time’.
My self care lately has included consciously choosing joy in the moment, based on the belief that the future begins from the present. Example, a friend of mine told me about a band playing at Smiths Ole Bar, and expressed that she thought I would really like the music. I love to dance, and my favorite sounds fall in the funk category. Percussion and Brass – YUM! To use the words of another Joy Posse Blogger… my ‘killjoy voice“ popped in and said, ”YUK! Don’t go, it is a smokey, dank bar, and you’ll smell of smoke, your clothes will smell, and you hate that … don’t go! “ So, in that moment… I said, does not going bring me joy, or should a push past that and would going bring my joy? Here is were mother intuition and a little step child irony chimed in. I asked my friend, what is the name of the band? She replied, ”The Pimps of Joy Time“! HA!!!
I went out that night and danced my but off, came home, put the smelly clothes right into the wash, took a shower to get the funk out of my hair, and went to bed with a big grin on my face! A first for me.
Its Joy TIME!
Tracey Lynne here! Excited about joining the Joy Posse, and sharing what brings me joy.
Really, the list of things that bring me joy is endless. But how to find joy in the little things… in the moments where joy seems to elude us.
That is what excites me in this moment.
My boyfriend and I have been discussing the relationship of love and fear. In conversation, with others we discovered some people believe the opposite of love is hate. I disagree, I believe that the opposite of love is fear. Where fear is rampant, love is absent. All of my decisions and actions can be traced back to those two things; am I acting out of love, or am I acting out of fear? Our extended conversation about feelings and qualities brought up how often we (people) believe what we are fed, and go on believing it until something or someone in our lives offers an opportunity to challenge our beliefs. My boyfriend and I are choosing to consciously relate to love and fear, and notice that at any given point we are at choice. Imagine the most decadent soup you’ve tasted, and all of the ingredients that go into making such a divine dish. Same thing with people! The choices I make on a daily basis ultimately make up my ‘divine dish’! I can choose to be in love, or I can choose to be in fear. The courage it takes to love and to CHOOSE love in the moment of upset or fear is tremendous, yet the opportunity to make that choice brings me SOOOOO much joy! Instead of being lead by a blind belief, or a blind emotion, I can CHOOSE! How cool is that? Simple and true. Conscious choices create joy in my life. The more I am able to stop, take a look at my thought, my action, or my belief, the more often I am able to choose how I proceed. Today… I joyfully choose LOVE!
Till next time, what do you choose?