Friday, 31 October 2014

The Being and Becoming of Living Authentically

So here I am at the beginning of not only a whole new posting, but a whole new blog, a whole new website and a relaunch of moi. My last post was way back on my old blog. Since then I let go of The Dreadess. She served me well for a time, years in fact, giving me room to breathe, to learn and to grow, but eventually she was no longer me, only the cocoon from which I emerged. Still the butterfly drying it's wings, I find myself here. I moved all the old blog posts over to here to keep some kind of continuity and to keep some of the loved gems.

So a good place to begin, in the middle of here and now, I guess, is my ponderances on this ... "being authentic" as I move forward. As I delve deeper in to not only my own true nature, but try and inspire other women to do likewise, I often wonder what that authenticity looks like. I know what it feels like for sure ... and it's not all glossy and picture perfect.

Being real ... means being true, loyal and honest to and with ourselves mostly. That truth may be "over joyous and bounce out of bed" one morning, but fragile and less confident the next. We are only carbon life forms, run on an ever changing soup of chemicals whose release is triggered by food, experiences and memories after all. One minute our green smoothie and cheeky text from a friend has us feeling like we can take on the world and later in the day after succumbing to the large plate of pasta and a large bill we feel sluggish and less vibrant perhaps. Some months life is peachy perfect and then wham ... tragedy strikes and it takes years to recover. That's reality ... and who we are ... how we react, that's real too.

Recently my dear friend and yoga teacher reminded me of the Being and the Becoming. We are both always ... and that's the truth of it. The Being seeking to become and the Becoming discovering its being. Who we wish to be is as real as the person we are right now.


They are both our truths. Authenticity looks like both. I like that. That's (be)li(e)vable. It gives room for total love and acceptance of who we are in the present, whilst allowing the vision we hold for ourselves to shape us and mold us without judgement of that present truth of self. We also do much better at the Becoming if we truly do the Being bit. Becoming takes us beyond our edges, but Being is the filling up to those edges.

The inhale of inspiration is the Becoming, but the exhale is the breathing out to our parameters of Being. Each new breath is enough to stretch the boundary and expand into new areas of self. The opposite is also true, the breath in also takes in its present surroundings of Being and releases out into the vast vision of Becoming. Quite a nice little breath practice there, playing around with those ideas.

This constant ebb and flow between these states, the both together, is the pulse of authenticity. I will meet you there. I offer you my reality and my vision. The beauty and wisdom ... and yes, all the other stuff.

Heidi x 

Art: Goddess of Transformation by Jennifer Lester 

Sunday, 2 February 2014

Brighid Blessings One And All

Yesterday I used the broom of leaves, brought in to my home by a friend at Yule, to sweep winter out of the door. I set the altar ready for this morning. Upon it I laid the fresh spring flowers, the metalwork, the invocation, the sunwheel made of straw, the apple, the dish of healing spring water collected from a sacred wall font dedicated to Bree (Brighid) in Bodmin, and of course the Flame.

This morning the storm they called Brigid, with her "three days of torrential downpours" and "savage 150mph gales" seems long gone here in the New Forest ... she swept through leaving a trail of spring light at her feet. Today the trees look skeletal still, but vibrant, poignantly waiting to reveal their buds. The sky is blue and the sun is brilliant.

The maiden has arrived bang on time, for today is Imbolc and today I begin a twenty day honouring and contemplation of the Goddess Brighid. It begins with a ritual bath. Next comes the lighting of the Flame, my prayers and the invocation.

May the flame of Brighid burn bright in our bellies, hearts and minds. May the alchemy of the soul and the tempering of our inner metal be done well in the cauldron and the forge. May the grail overflow with healing waters and love down through our arms and hands, out into the world. May the lantern burn bright in our skull, shining upon our path and inspiring our thoughts and words. May the energy of spring put a lightness in your step and quicken the seeds of ideas.

A Brighid, scar os mo chionn ... Do bhrat fionn dom anacal (O Brighid spread, above my head, your mantle bright, to guard me)

Later today I will join with others in ritual and prayer, crafting and puja, honouring both Brighid and Saraswati, the fusing of traditions as we honour both these Goddesses at this time of year, their energies and symbolisms being very similar. Both of these grand dames are fond of milk, white swans, sacred springs and pools, poetry and books of knowledge. Both have the ability to infuse us with burning passion and inspiration, and basically kick us lovingly, but firmly up the tush and into action ... just as all of nature is roused from wintry slumber and motivated to burst forth by the coming of these white clad maidens.

Brighid Blessings One and All

Heidi x

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Woohoo ... A Whole New Year

I woke up this morning overflowing with thankfulness. Yippeee a whole blank canvas of a year and gratitude was gonna be my first brush stroke. So I spent a few moments listing everything I was grateful for and really feeling the joy of it fill me up. I kept on listing and listing and in the end was grateful for everything .... even the pile of washing up, thank you I have plates. The laundry, thank you I have so many clothes. My car that needs an MOT and probably a whole load of work, thank you I get to chat to my kind mechanic man again. My back up, broken, half working mobile phone, whilst the other one gets sent back again ... what you mean I have two mobiles and I have this on top of running water and food in my cupboards, oh yes I'm that lucky.

Gratitude brings contentment, and I want to feel like that cat that has has permanently got the cream in 2014 ... so I intend to be grateful and there is so, so much to be thankful for. From that place of knowing there is always enough and more, it will be easy and joyful to reach further and further in helping others. And I figure that's a pretty good place to be for a whole new year. So no New Year's resolutions of going to the gym at 5am every morning after drinking a litre of sacred spring water and alfafa smoothie or doing daily yoga on a raw chocolate eco mat ... just a state of being grateful ... simple and wonderful and blessed.

And just think if you have jar like this you will look back on this year with so much gratitude and joy ... thank you to who ever came up with this and took the photie

Heidi x