Coming from a time of changes.
Changes that I didn’t ask for , didn’t foresee. Though they happened slowly , with giant red flags, I wanted to believe in love so naturally I didn’t have a fall back plan.
It knocked me off balance. All of a sudden, kind of like after an earthquake the wave I was riding started moving, faster and bigger into a huge tsunami wave. No ability to know where it is going much less the destruction it may or may not cause.
Not knowing where it should go, feeling overall directionless and panicked – the only safe place seemed to try and go backwards. Back towards the place before the wave. Or back to warn my old self of this inevitable fall so it wouldn’t hurt so bad.
Determined to move forward but a slave to my internal conflicts of : letting go of the past, missing the boy, the connection. Wishing things never ended up the way they did. This inner conflict kept me swimming backwards.
I’ve learned that my assumptions about missing someone, when the memories of him crash into my brain, I thought it meant that I should reconnect, try to revisit the past to figure out what went wrong. But that’s not actually the case at all.
I realized that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.
You can miss someone without wanting them back. This is how it is.
Don’t let the emotions gaslight you (I am the guiltiest of this) it’s ok to still have love for someone, even forgive them but at the same time don’t let those emotions dictate the actions of today in the present.
As usual, the truth seems to be in the middle by combining two opposing forces. On the one hand the logical people accept the past and use it to their advantage. On the other hand, the creative people remain very much in the present, connected to reality. Use both forces to keep moving forward. I know how annoying that is to hear when the truth is like : this hurts, this sucks, I am lost, drowning and in need of an effing (handsome) lifeguard.
What helped the most during the tsunami breakup was my bff saying a singular elegant sentence:
“Girl, I think you forgot who f@ck you are.”
I forgot I’m a bad bit@h.
I have no regrets. I loved, I lost, I felt this lesson and I needed it. It gave me boundaries.
And ironically the wave (so cliché ! I know) pushed me right into the arms of my man. My lifeguard (lol I know I’m the worst right now!!) but I love you so much .
I’m grateful to Stephanie for her words of wisdom and to my ex for trying to drown me .
I ain’t scared of tsunamis. Duh.
We all live in our own reality. I knew that expression 2 weeks ago. It was just that to me, an expression, a quote. Some new age hippie bs, whatever.
I always categorized myself as someone who was “kicking ass”. I was a rebellious teen who had really lived an exciting life. Then a successful single mother. I had a silver Mercedes. I had a “dream” career in Hollywood. I admired everything about Harvey Specter from Suits. I worked my tail off and people liked me. All good.
Then it all disappeared. My reality was suddenly something very real and I was watching it crumble like a sandcastle.
When I woke up 2 weeks ago, in Calgary Alberta (no offence) a single mother of two very young boys, with no job, staring at an email from my ex’s lawyer that he was listing our house for sale; just like that.
It seems clear on the outside, just find somewhere else to go Lauren-.
But it’s not so forking clear when this tiny house you bought together in a foreign country is all you know.
I couldn’t see it as clear. I didn’t want to see any of it!
Every email from Adam Mair ( Canada’s 🇨🇦 Worst realtors) felt like a wave crashing into me, leaving my eyes blurry, my ears ringing and terrifyingly disorientated.
My hair was all straggly, I didn’t want to see anyone. In between gasps of air I emailed complete strangers for help. The only person who responded (without a credit card authorization slip) was the fantastic inspiring Alexa Mason. Did I heed her wise advice? Nope. No I did not, I didn’t do anything productive in fact (except become a research expert on just about every new age/self help rabbit hole) without actually helping myself.
I couldn’t accept that my own mind had somehow talked me out of who I was. My mind had decided that mediocre was fine. My former cheerleader and greatest ally, myself, had suddenly turned on me.
Our minds can be a bit sneaky like that. The mind doesn’t want to be carefully examined,or dictated to, much less over ruled. So my mind slowly began to conjure up +67,890 reasons that could be a scapegoat.
It had to be something else. It had to be ANYTHING ELSE than me taking full accountability + responsibility and hardest of all: taking control for discipling my own mind.
In between fantasy and reality my ego said Aha! Maybe I hadn’t done enough Feng Shui for April, better go rearrange the entire house, buy some foo dogs online.
Maybe it’s the high altitude and barometric pressure changes in Calgary. The chinooks can be a good scapegoat as to why my life feels meaningless and my procrastination is increasing.
As the hours ticked away, my research into; barometric pressure, vitamin deficiencies, my rh negative blood type, Vedic horoscope, Eastern and Western philosophies, geomagnetic storms, solar flares, all theories were openly appealing to mind. This “research” was surprisingly wielding few answers.
the Secret, “The Law of Attraction”, “subliminal mind reprogramming” & “don’t commit suicide today!”
All good advice.
But I kept waking up feeling exactly the same.
Stuart Wilde, my mind loved that idea, stay home and manifest miracles.
I wanted someone, anyone to tell me how how I felt. Tell me I’m not in charge of my own destiny, tell me I hadn’t created this life where I had lost myself in mind. My living room littered with cheap dollar store Buddhas, arabic prayer writings, Amazon crystals, cupboards of vitamins and herbal remedies.
The further down the rabbit hole I went the darker it became. This ship had a hole in it, everyone jump off now, save yourselves.
I wished I was going insane in those days.
Because I was sane but I couldn’t for the life of me find a direction, find any meaning in my existence. I wanted to cry in bed or more honestly get drunk and cry, with Xanax to clean up the mess of me
I can’t because I’m a mom. And I’m beyond grateful for the chance to be trusted with these perfect souls.
And Harvey Specter wouldn’t cry.
I had re started once again, this time in Calgary. 🤮
Determined to carve out a new life with my son. I quit most obvious bad habits, moved two thousand miles away from everyone I knew.
I really thought I could outrun myself. Instead I had repeated myself,
with another son. A general lack of sleep. But filled with gratitude and humility z
I was comparing myself to all the people who had a marriage,a team mate and I started to suddenly blame and attack myself for why I was a single mom.
I would start a new project, not finish it, then let it irritate me every time I saw it unfinished.
I was self sabotaging but I couldn’t recognize it because I was carrying so much contempt for myself.
Again, in that reality, I was coasting along, able to take and discard the numerous “wake up Lauren slaps” and opportunities life kept hitting handing me. Because I didn’t think I deserved anything, I had become so self aware,so self conscious. My mind started to rip up old my ideas of myself, my self esteem to shreds, murderously and without notice.
If you want to remain the same, don’t ask where God is, or God where are you? Because he will show you. He will show you that your pathetic life is not serving anyone, not yourself, not your kids and definitely not the greater good.
I came to realization eventually that the only way out of this mind trap was to strive for the greatest good you can do in that moment.
When you feel overwhelmed – just do the next right thing.
make a sandwich.
To bring my chaotic life slowly but surely back into order I now know I should strive to go to bed knowing I did a little bit better job that day than I had done before.
I began to realize that everything my parents and the older generations had tried to teach me, was correct.
.Get up, make your bed, answer the calls , look at your bank accounts (even if that seems scary) raise these kids,stop blaming,be grateful, be open to possibility, strive to be more industrious, fix things that needed fixing.
Handle your shit.
Though I felt alone in those days I later felt like God was there the whole time. Listening to me act like a toddler. Waiting for me to finish my tantrum so he could show me how to behave better. And there I was. No sandcastle, two babies, all alone with my reflection, every wave exposing another lie I hadn’t wanted to see.
And I was finally fine with it. I picked my butt up and aspired from then on out I would aim higher. Do better. I would follow the straight and narrow path that our forefathers had carved out for us. My mind left to its own devices is a terror. But if I redirected it, focused it on doing the things that needed to be done and helped it to stop being scared of the million things that can be scary at any given time, things started to get better.
Start with making your bed. Take it from there.
Obviously, my taste in men in questionable at best.
However! I’m just throwing this out there…. OceanOnly is addictive as f. Like cats to catnip, women are going to make this man blow up.
I couldn’t see how abundant life would be around the corner.
A year from now we’ll be in our new house in Arizona.
A year from now my sons will be young men.
A year from now I’ll still have no regrets.
A year from now I’ll still be in love with life.
A year from now. What dreams may come.
A year from then I went through hell but I came out with my best friend.
Only you can see
The changes that I’ve been through
The last boy, he left a mark on me
But you’ve been as constant as a Northern Star
The brightest light that shines
It’s been you,
Right down the line
Cause you believed in me through my darkest night
Put somethin’ better inside of me
You brought me into the light
Threw away all those crazy dreams
I put them all behind
And it was you,
Right down the line
If I should doubt myself
If I’m losing ground
I won’t turn to someone else
They’d only let me down
When I wanted you to share my life
I had no doubt in my mind
And it’s been you
Right down the line
#wedontfakethefunk #SelfMade #Grateful
So proud of you dudes for having the cajones to start your entrepreneurial ventures ! Both of which will be wildly successful
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Im going to promote Mark’s business now bc him and his father have been serving Calgary for well over 25 years at the lowest price beer line cleaning, draught beer tap maintenance / sanitization, draught faucet cleaning, liquor inventory management matched with 24/7 customer service.
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They say if you want to learn something go to the people who have done it well.
This is valuable advice. Seek advice from podcasts, authors, mentors, seek out people who are experts in a specific field.
By their fruits you’ll know them. By their results you’ll know if they are worth studying.
Repetition is important.
I once worked for both Pirin Rouptchin roofing and his mistress Neli Hristova at DermaVital and the lessons I learned will forever benefit me. If the tree produces no fruit, the tree is bad. Not worth knowing. Let it go.
It’s hard as hell to walk away from someone you caught feelings for, even when you know they are bad news.
Once I started to sit quietly with myself, my thoughts, I realized that I hadn’t been listening to “me” in a very long time.
Listening can be affected by our emotional states. Truly listening to another person without letting our mind drift takes constant practice.
If you repeat a mantra, reread a book or passage, listen to an audiobook over and over and over again, eventually your conscious mind will relent to allow your subconscious mind to absorb it.
When the subconscious accepts an idea it is a great thing.
In theos, in spirit, it becomes “it just is.”
Take a look at your current results, your circumstances and that’s where you’re at.
Try to look at your life with “new eyes” like when you come back from a vacation.
Never stop studying who you are and put yourself to the test in practice.
Application is key here bc you can measure your results when your ideas are put into practice.
When you hear the truth you’ll know it.
When your life is reflecting good things, you’re on a positive frequency.
From there we can continue raising our own awareness, raising the bar, striving for the highest possible good.
When two people feel in love, they are on the same frequency. Their minds dwell in the same space.
Love is harmony, it resonates with your soul, you’ll feel wholesome, peaceful and motivated.
Love doesn’t always involve a partner, for example I love what I do for work. I am in love with my current entrepreneurial venture.
Obviously, this feeling will ebb and flow.
When you fight with yourself or your partner and you will, take a minute to try and remember what it is you still love in life. Writing down things you love has raw power.
What do I love right now?
What do I love about me? What do I love about you?
What do I love about life?
How can I serve the greater good ? When you provide a service you love to do the money will always come. It will, I promise.
There is greatness within you! Seriously.
When you go about your day, shine. Spread joy. Trust others. Create a vibration or impression of abundance. Others will match your mood.
And if they don’t, close the door.
A Self-Sufficient Mind
BY LEO BABAUTA
In a quiet room, we can find stillness. And in that stillness, we can contemplate our own mind.
What we often find is that the mind is very restless. It wants to take care of a thousand things, because it’s feeling some uncertainty and fear. It wants to fix problems, take care of all the undone things, figure out if everything is going to be OK. It wants to get all of our needs met, from survival needs to meaning, connection and love.
The mind is restless, wanting to fix everything, get everything it needs.
What if we could allow our minds to rest, settling into the full sufficiency of itself just as it is?
We would need nothing in each moment, other than what’s required for physical survival. That doesn’t mean we do nothing (though we could!) — beyond our needs, there might be a wholehearted desire to do some good for ourselves or others, but it doesn’t have to come from fear.
There’s a settledness, a peace, that can come with this kind of practice.
There’s a feeling that we are enough. That everything we need is already contained in us.
It’s a lifetime practice.
Here’s how I recommend starting:
- Sit in a quiet spot. Elevate your hips above your knees with a cushion, to give yourself more stability and comfort. Sit in an upright but relaxed posture. Eyes can be closed or slightly open with a soft downward gaze.
- Find stillness. Stay in this spot for at least 5-10 minutes, longer over time if you like. It doesn’t have to be long, but when you feel restless, stay for a little longer to practice with this restlessness.
- Rest in direct experience. Let your attention turn to the sensations of your body, the sensations of the present moment. These sensations are direct experience of the world. Rest your mind in this open awareness of direct experience, without needing to do anything but witness them.
- Observe the mind. Your mind will want to turn away from this direct experience. That’s because it feels unsettled. It wants to get its needs met, or fix problems or deal with uncertainties or fear. That’s OK! Watch the mind do its thing. What is it trying to fix? Notice the underlying fear or desire as the mind tries to do its thing.
- Appreciate the luminous quality of the mind. The mind is like an energy, trying to do its best to survive. It is unaware that it already is brilliant, abundant, enough. It is luminous and beautiful. We can start to appreciate these delightful qualities of the mind. This takes curiosity, appreciation, and lots of practice. Keep practicing.