Normal as bread, as sleep after love:
If I look at him, I see my own image
If I look at my own, I see his, aflame.
Jalal-ud-Din Rumi (Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)
Inside each of us is an eternal flame that flickers and flares. Sometimes, our flame becomes a tiny almost extinguished ember and at others, a fire burning bright as we live with passion, on purpose, making an impact in our world.
Yesterday, as I listened to stories of hope ignited, fears overcome and tears released I was moved to that place where awe awoke me to the magnificent beauty of the human spirit.
Choices never ceases to amaze me, shake me, awaken me. It never ceases to connect me to my inner core, my true self. At Choices, I find myself immersed in my authenticity, confidently walking with ease in all my being, vulnerable, open, alive. It's something I often hear from other coaches and trainees, it's so easy to just be at one with my inner fears and insecurities, to not be constantly driven by monkey mind chatter and shadow machinations into conflict. At Choices its easy to fall into grace and shine.
Everyday there are opportunities to rob me of fulfillment. And everyday I get to make the choice -- do I act out, or act up to my higher good? Do I rob myself or gift myself with that which will fulfill me, enrich my life and create joy and beauty in my world.
Me, I'm choosing fulfillment. I may stumble at times but I know that my falls are lessened by my commitment to living up to my higher good. Armed with my belief in me, I catch myself in falling and commit to being all that I am meant to be. I spread my wings and fly free of my lesser desires to be the problem. In conscious action to be my best, to fly my highest, I become the one I've always dreamt I can be. Magnificent in flight.
May your wings spread wide. May you soar above the daily fracas and alight upon your higher good, being your most magnificent self in flight.