Honouring the Sacred
It is 1st September 2010 today. On this day 20 years ago our youngest girl was born. “The Power of Positive Thinking” by Norman Vincent Peale was my bible, and together with my thermos of peppermint tea and relaxing music, I was confident that the process ahead of me would be as relatively uncomplicated as that of her siblings births. Little did I know that this was not to be the case. Her entry into this world was forced, lengthy and painful. She was born almost 4 weeks early and was not impressed with the world around her and took quite some time to adjust.
As I reflect back on those 20 years, I am amazed at how much our lives have changed… If someone had told me of the experiences that lay ahead, I would not have believed that I would be living the life I am today. With a deeper sense of self love and acceptance now running through my veins I am better equipped to make sense of me, my world and those around me. In the past, I have been known to hold my breath waiting for someone to tap me on the shoulder and call me a fraud.
I no longer do that, as I realise now that so many of us have been affected by ‘stinkin thinkin’ and ‘borrowed beliefs’. All too often we allow our thinking to remain on ‘auto pilot’ and keep our thoughts in a state of avoidance or denial. Some of us do this until we leave our bodies, some of us have a ‘health crisis’, some of us ‘see the light’ and some of us just have that deep down nagging suspicion of something not quite being ‘right’ or ‘enough’.
I am convinced that the art of deconstructing our ‘stinkin thinking and borrowed beliefs’ paves the way for us to tell our stories and make better sense of them. I also believe that this paving is what strengthens our internal road map and compacts the way forward. You see, once we know new information, we can never unknow that information.
On reflection, I now know that due to the mess in my head back then, I intellectually gained little from “The Power of Positive Thinking” all those years ago. However, what I drew great strength in knowing was that there was another way. As an eternal seeker with Faith in my heart, and an unquenchable thirst for learning, I realised that I didn’t need to be affiliated with any dogma or religion to find my pack and claim my space. While it has taken me all these years to finally be comfortable in my own head and heart I am grateful to the many who have helped me along the way, and for all that I have done that has bought me to this sacred space. I wonder where my head and heart will be in another 20 years time?
