Mermaid sister Kaylia. Huddled up in a blanket. On the farm. On a rainy day.
This photo means comfort to me.
Hola gorgeous Goddesses!
Today’s blog post is brought to you by my attempts at getting to sleep last night. I was feeling unsettled both physically and emotionally – a touch of heartburn, a little bit of monkey brain and a splash of not-feeling-good-enough. Those sneaky little emotions that can creep up on you when you’re tired, and then make it hard to actually get the thing you need – some soul-replenishing sleep.
Anyway, so I dug through my medicine bag to find what tools might work to self-soothe. And I thought I’d share a list of tools here which you can use in as stand-alones or combinations to find your way home to self-soothed again.
I keep a bowl of tumbled crystals on my bedside table and use them in some way most nights. Usually I choose one to go beneath my pillow or hold in my hand. Last night when I needed some extra crystal loving, I found three that felt right. I put a rose quartz on my head to help find loving thoughts again. I put an amethyst and a smoky quartz on my neck where it felt like my emotions were stuck. Within a couple of moments, I felt my body start relaxing and began to feel better.
My tips for using crystals: Use your intuition. Select ones that seem to be the right ones. Don’t worry too much about book definitions of them. Place them wherever it seems to need it. Keep moving them until it feels right for you, and you feel the energy begin to un-stuck and flow. Crystal energy is powerful and healing and beautiful. They can be an amazing self-soothing companion. See what works for you, and trust your intuition. It will lead you home.
Last night, I used the combo of crystals & affirmations to self soothe. After placing the crystals on my head and throat, I made the mental choice to start affirming. I started using affirmations that worked with me: I am loved. All is well. I am surrounded by love. Today is a wonderful day. I am so blessed. All is working with the divine.
Once I’d stabilised my inside-views, I turned my attention to my outside-views. Particularly, people who I was worrying about or felt hurt by. On my wall I have a hanging called the Native American Commandments. It’s a little tacky, but I bought it for one of the commandments. It says:
Speak the truth, but only of the good in others.
That to me feels like a whole lot of freedom. It can be so easy to put our judgement hats on and make divides between us and other souls. What if we had the freedom to speak our truth, but only of the good in others? We would really need to peer into them to see their beauty, and the real truth of them.
So I shifted my thinking. And my little feelings of worry or fear or pain about people turned to love and accepting as I started numbering the ways they were beautiful. It felt like I was awash with love instead of division.
At night time, our sensitivities can come out, and show us what we might be consuming that doesn’t work for us. This might be movies, books, food or connections that don’t help us feel good.
What I noticed when I became vegetarian three years ago was that in the two weeks of detox-ing from meat that I did, I had violent, fear-filled nightmares. Nightmares that I’d always had throughout my life came up, in vivid colour and emotion. It felt like all the pain of meat was leaving my system. After those two weeks, I felt more peaceful and calm than I’d ever before. The nightmares disappeared – where once I had them once a week, I’ve had them less than a handful of times in the last three years.
In the past couple of months, I started eating little bits of meat. At first it was to boost my iron levels, and then I just kept doing it. I wouldn’t call myself full blown carnivorous, but I’m definitely more omnivoric than herbivoric right now. What I’ve noticed is that I’ve got that stuck feeling of anxiety, fear and tension again. Not all the time, but it’s there. It’s the feeling I get from meat.
So right now – I’m noticing that, and seeing what I might to do with that. I don’t need to push myself to make a decision – the right one will come when the time is right.
So the meat thing probably contributed to last night. As did the fact that I did something I normally don’t do, and watched a movie that was above kids rating. I know that my energy is sensitive, and that action-filled, suspense, horror or any kind of violence REALLY doesn’t make me feel happy, safe, calm or blissed out. I think we are all way more sensitive than we give ourselves credit for or take seriously. Anyway, yesterday I watched Grosse Point Blank again. Which is a John Cusack movie (who I think is lovely) and it’s basically a romantic comedy, but is about a hitman. Wayyyy more guns and blood and stuff than I ever usually put myself through. And as much as I love the JC, I felt unsettled after watching it. Like “Uck, did I really need to put myself through that again?”
People always say: it’s only a movie. Yes, but the idea of a movie is to create a sensory space for you to experience something. And seriously, if we were actually to LIVE the stuff that happens in action-y movies, it would be a huge emotional and physical and psychological tragedy that we’d have to heal. So why would I put myself through the sensory experience of that?
I choose movies and TV and books that makes me feel good. That reminds me of the highest truth: that anything is possible. That I am loved. That the world is a beautiful, magical place. (Thus my predeliction for kid’s movies. Kids have got it so right!) I’m really choosy about what I consume. Our spirits are gentle and want to be nurtured.
So watching a shoot-em-up movie that made me feel really unsettled probably didn’t help last night.
And then I read a crappy novel before I went to bed. Again with the choosiness. It didn’t contribute to my happy inner or outer-view. I felt as confused and anxious as the characters did. So I’ll put that one aside to either not finish reading or not read before sleep – we are at our most sensitive to outside energy then.
So a combination of sensitivities from consumption of books, movies and food didn’t help me to feel calm and soothed last night. Which is a beautiful thing, because it reminds me what I need to do to restore calm again. And it reminds me that I’m a sensitive little soul, as we all are on different levels, and I need to be careful of what I show to myself.
So, crystals, affirmations and checking your sensitivities are just some of the tools to self-soothe. I’ll be adding to this series over the next few days and weeks.
In the meantime, I’d like to pass the talking stick to you. What tools do you use to self soothe? What helps you return home to your inner calm?
You are so loved.
To your soothing, and to mine,
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It’s Sunday! Hurrah! Creative Goddess Sunday.
On Sundays, when I’m not out mermaid-ing it up, I post Creative Goddess sharings, and other goddess joys.
And it’s Sunday.
And I’ve managed to post. Which means I’ve either completed mermaid-ing missions, or am having a mermaid-chill at home day. Today is option one. Me & Merman Love of My Life woke up *ahem* way late for a very important date today. Which I can blame totally on staying up till midnight last night to watch a kid’s movie. I really, really heart kid’s movies. Last night’s one was Voyage of the Unicorn. It held the beautiful message: that to believe is then to see, not to see then believe. Anyway, I adore kid’s movies. And I’m totally going off topic.
So we woke up late because of the unicorn. And we arrived late. And there, standing on the bridge, looking out over the sky are two of my oldest friends. We met all those years ago in boarding school. One I haven’t seen in ten years. One who’d decided to follow my awesome example and move to this gorgeous city in the mountains.
Together we went into the National Gallery of Australia to see the Degas exhibition. Dark charcoalish prints. Ballerinas in spashes of paint. Muddy forms into sculptures. Chris’ gentle presence beside me. My old friends. And then a sumptuous lunch at BookPlate. And looking around at our wee table, I’m amazed at just how little things change. Our sixteen year old selves are still true, we just seem a little softer now. A little more kind to ourselves. It seems the years slough away rough edges. I wonder just how smooooth I will be at eighty.
So all in all, it was a beautiful, precious day. Artwork to fall into the delicious colours of. Old friends to fall into comfortable step with. Old love that is newer and deeper and richer to fall into everyday.
And now the Creative delights…
Hurrah! I’m loving sharing with you some of my creative stockpile. At the end of last year I was so wild busy with orders that I think I could go another year just showing some of it! Gotta love that 🙂
So this is an artwork that was commissioned last year by a gorgeous blogging goddess for another gorgeous blogging goddess. I loved painting it: rainbow stars. Wild patterned skirt. Words to celebrate a precious soul.
And I just thought for something crazy and wild today…
let’s do something special!
Can you guess who the Goddess is in this Soul Story?
hee hee! Can’t wait to see if someone gets it!
Precious precious days.
Precious precious you and me.
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It’s a shining, sparkling day over here at Casa del God & Goddess Love. Today I wanted to share with you a little about developing intuition. I get asked about this all the time, and I want to share my own story about it. And it’s kind of a wild story. A bit of a crazy one. But one that I deeply love. And I’m such a proponent of speaking your truth, that tonight I’m walking it by sharing this wild, wild thing.
I haven’t always been intuitive.
It’s true. And when I say that, what I really mean is:
I haven’t always been aware of my intuitive gifts.
I know we are all born with them, it’s just it can take some time to awaken to them and learn how to hear them and trust in them. It’s like going through school – a class of Hearing Intuition 101 there, a class of Believing Intuition 202.
Sometimes, instead of just hearing wisdom and words and trying to apply them… it’s easier to understand through stories. We are story people – our world is filled with stories, and they can change how we see the world. They can touch our heart, and awaken new rooms in our soul. Stories are sacred.
The best story I can share about intuition is this:
Once upon a time, a couple of years ago, me and a couple of women sisters had a women’s circle one night. We thought we would have one on the top of a hill near the sisters’ place. When we got there, we could see a storm coming. We decided it would be far richer to circle in a storm on a hill than just sit inside and do it. So up the hill we climbed, to the rocky ground near a large old tree. Mama Trees arms opened wide, arching into the sky, holding us safely.
It was exquisite.
All around the mountain, we could see the misting rain. It glowed with far-off lightning, and the gold of streetlamps. Every strand of grass moved in the breeze, the rain dripped from our chins, the wind touched every hollow of our cheeks. It seemed the whole earth was alive, reaching up to embrace the rain, tingling with energy. It was wild. Beyond wild. It felt deeply ancestral and ancient to be up there, huddling in a circle of women as the world storm-danced around us.
Finding the words.
As we do in circle, we took a talking stick. And each woman voiced her truth, her soul’s story as she held the talking stick. She shared about her life and her journey and all that had been coming up for her. As always, it was perfectly raw and exquisite – to hear women sharing deeply from her heart and spirit is always an honour. The talking stick was passed to me. The wind whirled around us. The night gloamed. The soil had splattered on my ankles.
All of a sudden, I couldn’t speak English.
That non-crazy time I-couldn’t-speak-English
Inside my mind, I was thinking “But you must speak English! That’s what’s expected! That’s how you communicate! If you don’t speak English, what on earth will you speak?”
And inside my soul, I could feel this deep, instinctual need to speak another way. I decided to follow it. I wanted to see where it lead. After many soft moments of composing myself, I managed to say (in English):
Up here, on this mountain, on this night, I don’t feel like I should be speaking English. I feel like I should be listening to this, and speaking what feels really, really right to me right now.
I looked around at my circle sisters. Their eyes were large in the light of the night, and they nodded their understanding.
And so I took a deep breath in, and I listened. And then I began speaking.
It was a language that tasted of earth and life. It bubbled over rocks like a river. It burst like a rain drop on cement. It sounded like leaves rustling, of soft humming, of a woman who listened to herself. I would hear pockets of expression, and I would sound them out, mouthing them out, head cocked to the side, listening. I was simultaneously utterly surprised at what came out and deeply comfortable with them. It continued until it finished.
And we sat there again, the wind and the rain and the night and the light all around us.
Listening, being, feeling wild and wonderful.
Maybe I was remembering part of my ancient self.
Maybe I was speaking the sounds of the earth.
Maybe I was speaking a language from a past life, when I circled with other women on mountains.
Maybe it was all of these.
What I know for sure though is this: I listened to and FOLLOWED the intuition when it came through.
And that makes all the difference.
All the difference in the world.
What intuition looks like
Sometimes intuition is a tiny calling in the chest.
Sometimes it is a wild little desire to do something.
Sometimes it feels like a big knowing.
Sometimes it feels like a compass in the belly, pointing you in the direction where you need to go.
How to start working with it
Start exploring it. Trying new little ways to explore it and test it. To know when your intuition is coming from your grounded Goddess self, and to know when it is coming from somewhere else.
Up there on that mountain, following that wild calling in me to speak another language awakened another world inside me. I felt I could do anything because I’d trusted my intuition, and followed it. It was kind of a big way to try it out, but I was in a safe place with trusted friends. Afterwards they remarked just how right it felt to listen to me speak in another language. Flex your intuition muscle with friends who understand and honour you and your intuition building.
Or try our your intuition muscle in other ways to help you feel safe and honoured. This morning I woke up with a dear friend in my energy. I emailed her and said “Sweetie, I’m not sure if I’m right on or not, but I feel your spirit is feeling sad, and I want to reassure it that all will be well. If you’re feeling great though, that’s great!” She wrote back to me thanking me for the message and sharing about her spirit sadness. It was a beautiful exchange – and I’m so grateful I listened to my intuition.
See your intuition as a muscle that is inside you, it just needs attention and building.
How I share my intuition now…
At the end of last year, I decided or knew that I wanted to share my intuition more. So I created Goddess Guidance sessions – a blend of Goddess coaching and oracle reading. Every time I go to do one of these sessions I wonder – what if I don’t know what to do? And then I place my trust in my intuition – to the spirit inside me. I listen. I trust it. I speak it. And every single time, miracles happen. I finish sessions and wonder how on earth my intuition could know that. And yet it does. I just needed to listen.
What happens if your intuition is wrong?
Sometimes what you think is true doesn’t seem to be. There’s a couple of reasons this can be the case.
* Timing: Your intuition may end up being true – but you only find that out in a month or a year or ten years. It can take time for the universe to unfold. * Lost in Spirit’s translation: Sometimes when we hear intuition, we don’t fully deciper the message. Sometimes messages about others can be messages about what they represent inside ourselves – our own sacred mirror. Discerning what is true for us can take time, and it’s a beautiful process to learn through.
What matters most…
What matters most is listening and believing and trusting in your intuition.
In seeing where it leads to. In playing, and exploring, and building your intuition muscle.
Inside us there is so much wisdom and knowing… and it is such a joy to access it, learn it and grow it.
Passing the talking stick…
As always, you are so welcome to take the talking stick and share your own stories, intuition or words in the Comments Circle. I’d love to hear them!
We are amazing, amazing souls with amazing, amazing gifts.
from the Goddess in Me,
to the Goddess in You,
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I so deeply loved reading your Wishes for Receiving in the last post. I was so touched by every single one of them, as was Goddess Silvia. Me & Charlie made some videos to talk about it and announce the winner (see above). And please ignore Charlie deciding to use me as a chew toy during the Very Important Announcement Ceremony. Tooooo funny! 🙂
I was makin some arts yesterday, and I got all passionate and inspired to share something about Soul Comparing. I think we all compare our beautiful selves, gifts, lives to others. I just wanted to share that you’re not alone… and that we are so much more valuable than that. It’s like comparing a ruby to an emerald to see which is more valuable. Both are exquisite. Both shine their gifts. Both are needed in this world.
Love you big,
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