Finding Peace

I’ve been MIA for a while…which isn’t the flying start I had been hoping for with my blogging! I think it is one of those things where you miss one deadline and then the next and be before you know it you’ve completely disappeared without a trace. Suddenly it’s August and I’m left wondering where on earth the time went. I have no excuse but for life. Life happened.

Okay, I am going to admit this upfront…the inspiration for this post came from watching Kung Fu Panda 3. Don’t laugh! It was actually quite inspiring. I don’t know what it is about children’s movies but it seems that Disney and Dreamworks have really been rocking it lately. I wanted to see the third Kung Fu Panda movie simply because I loved the first one. But I hadn’t expected the underlying meaning behind the movie to resonate so much with me. I think because I have been on this journey of consciousness and researching so much about peace and fulfilment that I just couldn’t seem to wipe the smile from my face.

For those of you who haven’t seen it, it’s basically a continuation of the story about a clumsy panda who becomes a kung fu legend. This particular instalment, however, focused more on the power of chi and Po’s journey towards understanding what it was and how to use this energy to defeat the bad guy. Sure, in true children’s movie fashion it stretched ideas a little – or a lot. But I loved that such concepts were being introduced to children.

It got me thinking though…seeming as life gets crazy and busy and all things in between and the vast majority of us don’t have the ability to devote years of our life to dwelling in a cave and meditating, how does the pursuit of peace fit into our lives? I decided that I would trial a day where I completely let myself indulge in chi gong and meditation and ultimately reap the benefits of letting go a little and shifting my priorities. So I woke up and got prepped for the day, it was going to be amazing. I was going to take care of necessary commitments and then I was going to come home and it was peace warrior time…

I don’t know if you’ve already guessed this but it didn’t happen according to plan. See, after getting the kids fed and dressed and dropping my daughter at school, I came home and there was a hundred things to do in terms of unpacking and shifting furniture and cleaning the house and prepping meals. Before I knew it, it was school pick-up time, serving dinner-time, half an hour slot for a quick workout before the kid’s bedtime routine. Suddenly the moon was laughing at me, the stars were joining in, my zen monk image had quickly slipped through my fingers and I still hadn’t sat down to do my work yet. I guess the point of this rant is to say, I get it! Who has time to truly devote their days to the pursuit of inner peace?

It made me realise though that the pursuit of inner peace doesn’t have to be something that completely takes over your day; that needs to be scheduled like an appointment and followed with rigorous determination. Peace for me, is the celebration of each moment. It’s waking up and watching the sun rise with a warm cup of tea. It’s taking a brief moment within the chaos to stop and breathe and marvel at how unreal and amazing life really is. It’s settling down at the end of the day to a soundly sleeping home, a full heart and little ‘thank you’ of gratitude sent out to the universe. Ten minutes for chi gong or yoga will come, as will five minutes for a wind down meditation. But I think it’s what we do outside these moments of practice that really defines our inner world and gauges our soul’s state of peace.


Hello Out There!

There is a little bit of satisfaction in sitting down to write today, after a journey that has caused me to completely fall apart and rebuild myself one little brick at a time. It has been around five years since I have sat down to take myself seriously as a writer and between that space and now, I have moved, had a second child, moved again, had surgery, met some amazing people, suffered heartbreak, pushed through walls, moved again, lost myself, found myself and that’s right…moved again. Suffice to say I am completely sick of bubble wrap, but vulnerable and willing to accept myself completely and utterly as I am.

This is huge! Complete acceptance of self has never been a strong point of mine. But after a soul quest that has taken me from martial arts, to Eckhart Tolle, from past lives to the pretzel-shaped nirvana of yoga I can actually sit here and say that I am at peace with not knowing precisely what’s in store for me from here. I am at peace with strapping on my backpack of hope and heading down that symbolic road of good intentions. Believe me, this is pretty big for a self-confessed control freak.

I am realising more and more as my journey unfolds that life is mostly just about being bold. About having the courage to stand up for who you are and what is most true to your heart. It’s so easy to find yourself lost in a maze of distraction that pulls you off in different directions and further away from the only path that will lead you home. But we must prevail! We must rally together and fight for dreams because dreams are the stuff of greatness. And we all need a little more of that stuff…so, fellow dreamers, stand up and be bold with me! Let us walk together along this incredible road ahead. May we pave as we go, with stones of hope and light and love and as we do may we leave behind a pathway to something amazing!

Okay, enough of that…but seriously, you only have to turn on the news for a moment these days to be confronted with images of drama and hate and violence. It’s enough to make anyone feel defeated and hopeless. There is an old Cherokee Legend that talks of the two wolves within all of us. One represents darkness and the other represents light. One encompasses hatred and greed and ego and guilt and the other a warrior of goodness and joy and faith. In the legend, the old Cherokee is asked which wolf will win and he says “the one you feed.”

This little legend has really become a backbone for my intentions lately. Life can be so complicated and it helps simplify things to bring awareness into you and your intentions. For me, I guess, this blog is a way of me feeding the right wolf. On a personal level I want to feed the wolf of trust and self-belief and try my best to ignore the wolf that tries to tell me it’s all impossible. But on a collective level, I want to feed the wolf of the world that is still fighting for a better place…that still believes that we can come together and make a change, leave something incredible behind for our children.

So hello, fellow dreamers I hope you will walk with me as I write and live and dream and meet some amazing people along the way.