It’s more than a feeling, my friend

I had a blog nearly completely written the other day, and my computer died before I got to finish and publish it. (It didn’t just needed to be recharged – when I turn it on the screen is black.) So…then I wondered if I should try to rewrite the same post again or write something new. The answer came to me through a question someone asked on my Facebook page. I had made a post on there about the link between feeling your emotions and how it physically impacts your body. I mentioned that we are meant to feel all emotions and that some are best to not hang onto for long (such as anger, grief, or fear). I said that it’s good to feel any emotion fully, to acknowledge it, to find out what it’s trying to tell you, and then let it go. The person who commented said “I’ve read that 100 times and still say sounds good. No /$#&( * idea how to do that!” (I love honest people!) I figured I may as well make my blog post about this subject because I’m guessing the answer could be useful for many people. I really wish this kind of stuff was taught in schools. I remember when I was a kid I used to have temper tantrums (yes, the down on the floor kicking and screaming kind). Thinking back about it now, I wonder what I was so mad about. What was my emotion trying to say? How was I not being heard? Which leads me to one way I find it useful to fully feel an...

The magic of new beginnings

“To everything, turn, turn, turn.  There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven.” –Turn! Turn! Turn! (The Byrds) Change is in the air – in more ways than one! Yesterday was the first day of fall in the Northern hemisphere. This means that summer is over…no more sitting out soaking up the sun, no more days at the beach, no more heading out the door somewhere at the last minute with wet hair (knowing it’ll be mostly dry by the time you get there). While seeing summer leave makes me a little sad, there are many things I love about this time of year: the leaves changing colour, the crispness in the air, and harvesting the food from my garden. For me, a change in seasons always feels like a time of new beginnings. It’s the perfect time for letting go of what needs to go and creating space for what wants to come into your life. Last week, some people very near and dear to me did exactly this when they packed up and moved to the other side of the country. I could look at it as a bad thing – an end to their time here in Nova Scotia (at least temporarily anyway). Or I could be excited for them and encourage them to celebrate! This is a new chapter in their lives, and I think there’s always something to look forward to with a new experience. What will unfold is unknown – just as it’s unknown what would have happened if they didn’t go. At some point, afraid...

How not being right can make you really happy

“So let’s leave it alone, ’cause we can’t see eye to eye. There ain’t no good guys, there ain’t no bad guys. There’s only you and me, and we just disagree.” -We Just Disagree (Dave Mason) Have you ever had a really awkward, uncomfortable conversation with someone – the kind where they confront you over something you said? Where you felt like they misinterpreted what you meant? Or where you felt like you needed to defend your character because your thoughts on a topic differed? Well, it’s happened to me twice within the last week or so. One was in person, and the other was via the internet. Both situations made me realize how much I have changed (in a good way). When I was younger, I was extremely argumentative. I loved to voice my opinion, I loved to have the last word, and I loved to be right. When someone said something which I knew was incorrect, I felt obligated to point out their mistake. I didn’t care if I made people look stupid or feel bad. I wanted to prove how smart I was – how much I knew about the world. For me, having knowledge made me feel good about myself – like I had something  to offer. “I realized that I could be right or I could be free.” ~Byron Katie~ In my early 30’s, I started piecing together why I did what I did. I came to know that my behaviour was caused by a lack of self-confidence. I had based my self-worth on whether other people thought I was smart. Because I didn’t...

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