There is a calm. A grounding.
An ability to see things how they are, not that which my worry imagines they could horribly metamorphosize. Not how they should have been if I had know better, if I was a good mother, if they had treated me right, if I could write all futures.
Yes, there were tactics I used to bring this calm into my life.
Accepting that I am Highly Sensitive and, as such, living in a high-rise in San Francisco a block from Fire Station No. 1 and riding in packed & smelly public transit system all day was not healthy for my body or my soul.
Allowing myself to be healed not only of the injury that was on the surface, but the damage done to me by the tumor my daughter carried in her brain. Healing of the meanness the Ideal Woman in my head pounded me with over the last few years. Healing of wounds I had suffered for so long, I forgot what it was like to be undamaged.
Deciding. Moving. Buying. Signing. Starting new projects, registering new domain names, beginning a certification program in the MBTI and a Master of Arts in Human Behavior.
Writing three pages in my journal each morning, to dump out the crap and the drama and to spread out what’s underneath onto the page, so the truth can reveal.
Playing with a new business plan, a new daily schedule, a new way to arrange my desk. Playing with room for the current iteration of Live Your Truth, room to expand into what Live Your Truth will become, room for entirely new projects that are inviting me forward.
Practicing. Touching. Being. Living the feeling of grounded as I rest here on my sofa entering characters into OMM Writer with my eyes closed, letting the words flow from my insides out onto the screen.
But this transformation didn’t magically happen because of any one of these pills.
Transformation happens in the nexus.
The nexus of these tools and this moment. The nexus of what you do now with all the good and bad and powerful and traumatic that has happened in your life, up until today. The nexus of the pill you practice and the truth that you are.
It is true, that I invite you to find out if your environment supports your temperament.
I invite you to heal injuries that continue to wound you.
I invite you to decide, to move forward, to expand.
I invite you to write.
I invite you to create a schedule with space for where you are going.
I invite you to practice being grounded in this moment.
But I remind you.
What you do this weekend, what you experience in that program, what you write from that journal prompt, what you fix with that healer – the results from those tactics may happen all at once.
Or they may not show up for years.
Just like social media campaigns, constructing a new two car garage, or conceiving a new member of your family, transformational results do not flow immediate from a tactic.
Transformation flows from the strategy.
Do the Work.
Take the Risk.
Trust that the dividends of our investments of work and attention and love and living will reveal themselves in their own time.
When we are ready.
We just have to keep showing up.
Are you still waiting for peace to arrive? Are you frustrated because you’re doing all the right things and it hasn’t happened yet?
Have you done work where the results showed up for you years later? Are things finally coming together for you?
I’d love to hear from you below!