‘Your world is the people around you.’

This week I had the privilege of speaking to an older man who has lived much his long life. In conversation, he shared some of his experiences and some of his losses. As tears gently paid homage to his heart’s loves, this dear soul recounted the names and lives of those he has been with as they took their final breaths. At the side of his friends, parents, family members, child and wife, this man has sat, holding the hands of loved ones as they transitioned through death.

What do you say to someone whose heart is breaking as he realises in that moment he hasn’t got the strength to sit with another close friend who is dying; and that his own death is imminent?

Nothing.

I said nothing. Only held his hand for a moment, and listened.

And when his tears still fell but his words had ceased, we just hugged.

He thanked me for hearing him then, said that no one would. And I was pleased to have remained quietly present for him.

I think it was Tara Brach, the Buddhist psychologist, who spoke about authentic presence – being truly in the moment of relating.

We are conditioned to respond in ways often that negate our feelings and our true experience of situations. So too, we have habitual ways of being that can talk over people, say what we think they want to hear or simply reflect our own beliefs, fears, stances, minimising or vanishing the other’s voice, and heart.

Authentic presence mean pausing, feeling, listening to your inner response in the moment and moving from that place of genuine beingness rather than reactivity or habit.

It takes practice and cultivation. And getting to know yourself and how you react, respond and relate, as well as learning to feel and communicate from a place of open heartedness. 

The pause is often the hardest part to remember, but like any old habit, it can be learnt and part of our new way of being. Mindfulness practice is a fabulous beginning. 

At the end of our talk, blue eyes glistening and a gentle smile, this gentle man reflected…

‘Your world is the people around you.’

Having just returned from a celebration for the autumn equinox with companions on the magical path with me, his words resonate soundly.

The people in our life make it what it is. Let us gravitate towards those people who make our world rich and loving.

And let us love those people in turn with our rich, authentic presence.

What if this is all there is…

Recently, with my mum going into hospital, I’ve been called to consider our mortal life. When a loved one is ill or needs surgery or requires care, there is often a compelling to be closer, to say more, to reach for them. At least, that is how I’ve found it these last days, and in the past.

All this concern for my mum has led me to ponder my own existence…

What I came to realise is that I will die. And it is the same for all my family and loved ones, as it is the same for you and yours. It’s a funny ol’ thought.

Sounds silly, doesn’t it? I can hear you say, ‘Ah, der, yes, Karolyne, of course you will – we all do’.

And true enough – at some point in my beautiful existence, there will no longer be a Karolyne except in the memory of those I’ve touched.

And yes, of course I knew this, but it was not really a tangible, feeling-state knowing – more a little way off, won’t happen for some time, it’s all fine, kind of awareness.

Even then, with my understanding of spirit and the indestructible nature of energy, I know that death is not a finality but merely a transitional state leading to another existence in the perpetuity of life. This gives me comfort and indeed, communication with loved ones already in spirit, is an on-going source of succour and learning.

Still, I began to think about my precious life…

I thought what if everything I believe in turns out to be wrong, and I am simply flesh and blood and my bones and flesh turn to dust upon death, and what I understand to be my consciousness is nothing but firing neurons, and they too will cease to exist upon my death – so that I no longer am in any capacity, individual, singular or even part of a greater whole of consciousness – what if death really is ‘it’…

Well, I thought… if that is so, then I want my life to stand for something. I want my life to help others to live a freer life. I want to help free people from their hurts. To help heal people of their wounds. To assist folk to find meaning in their life. And to use the Laws of the Universe to work for them, not against them.

Thinking of how proud I am of my mum. How she so courageously stood up when her community group lost it’s funding, and ran the singing class herself. How she rallied on the steps of parliament to raise awareness about the health benefits of singing. How she had radio interviews, spoke with politicians, wrote articles in the paper, and how she now runs one group and belongs to three others. Her singing, her passion, changes lives. And it has changed her life. 

The courage to be in life – no matter the circumstance of its beginning, its unfolding, the place and context you find yourself in now – the courage to live.

So in all this pondering, I realised that it doesn’t matter if I continue to exist after my death or not; it only matters that what I do with my life now has a positive, life-enhancing impact on the world. That I do not let the train pass me by.

It is my contribution that matters.

To this end, I cannot creep towards my death. I cannot settle for any circumstance that is less than exactly what I want. I cannot allow fear to hold me back, to intimidate me, to limit me in any way. I must grasp opportunity by the hands and dive in and thrive whenever the moment comes to me.

Whether I am here for a reason or not – I am deciding that my reason is to leave the world a better place; to assist and help as many people as possible to live a better life.

That is my mission.

And it is a mission I fully accept. No qualms.

It is my service, and my delight. It is my privilege.

And I wonder what is yours?

If this is your one life – if this is all there is – what will you do with it? What are you doing with it that will you be able to look back and smile contented…

Perhaps you are already living your chosen life. Perhaps you are already content. Perhaps you’ve never thought about it and aren’t really interested, and that’s fine too.

But then again, perhaps it is just now that you feel the rise within you, the fire of determination, the zest for something else…

Whether we live once or a thousand, thousand times, one thing is for sure… THIS life will not come again.

Why not live it fully? Live it true. Live every single moment in a way best aligned with your inner being…

And if not every moment, perhaps one conscious act whenever you are able… and one courageous act whenever you think you cannot.

For me, it’s starting the work on my publishing book proposal. Even though my ego-self denies my soul’s utter peace with the process I’m forging forward despite ego-fear bleats that I cannot…

What step might you take? What new thing to live your life more peacefully, positively, healthily, happily, fulfilled….

If this is all there is… which, I don’t for a minute believe… but, hypothetically… 

What single thing could you begin, change, do differently, embrace… 

 

Oh My Goodness! Oh My Godness!

You know, I have been on this personal development path for a long time. It probably began when I was living amongst Buddhist Chinese-Malay folk on Christmas Island. True, my work wasn’t particularly spiritual at the time – surveillance in a casino, can you believe – but I did immerse myself in the Buddhist culture then at the age of 26 years. I went to temple, to celebrations and listened to the dharma. My travels took me along the Buddhist trail, and my first teacher, Andrew Tem Foo Lim, normalised my energy and kundalini experiences, and showed me the meaning of capital-L Love and compassion; Love that is greater than self and more than a single being; Love that encompasses strangers, people we don’t particularly enjoy or agree with, as well as those close to us; Love with a holy quality that transcends personalities, and which brings us closer to the divine within and of which we are part.

Even though I have been on this journey – lifetimes, no doubt – more than 25 years in this turn of the wheel, and even though I have followed my path, all the signs, all the openings, feeling this way and that, moving closer and closer… Still, I am prone to doubt sometimes.

Recently, it had been difficult to hold my head above uncertainty. A whole lot of personal change, moving home and vibrational shift had me pondering the grand meanings. And just when I needed that deep inner plane connection – with Spirit and Heru – nothing would come. Nadda. I felt as if a blanket had been thrown over me. It seemed I could not hear or see or feel Spirit or my other clair-senses. And I felt lost, and yes, afraid of what that meant. I could still link to people’s family who had passed, but my ability to elevate my energy and raise my vibration so that I could make contact with the higher frequency planes and communicators was dampened.

I’ve since heard that there is a lot of energetic activity over the Earth at present, and that light workers, healers, psychics, mediums, and all other folk who work with altered states and vibrational health, have experienced a blanking of sorts. You too may have felt something similar. Rest assured, it has lifted, and it seems the general consensus was, time for ‘rest’.

What does it take for you to stop, and to rest? When was the last time you did? I mean really stop; time and space that was just for you. What was it like? And how do you feel when you bring it to memory now?

Well, the flu (twice this year) didn’t stop me; I kept going – working, moving house, meeting groups, putting on smiles and ‘pushing through’. BUT, when my psychism was affected; when I suddenly felt like I was without my extra-sensory capacity, THEN I stopped.

And you won’t believe what happened when I stopped; when I gave myself time…

All of a sudden I realised that the thing I thought I wanted to do with my life, and was just taking steps towards via routes of unfoldment…. well, it turns out, I don’t want to do it! ha!

When I allowed myself to stop, to sit, to let the thoughts flow, the feelings rise within me and tell their story, then the truth of my Soul arose.

And oh! I could feel the LOVE. My heart ached with that Love. The thought and feeling of how magnificent it would be to help folk turn around to discover and come to know their own God Self – to connect with their Soul and to bring that connection into the world.

Yes!

Oh my goodness! Oh my Godness!

A little bit of quiet. A little bit of free-flowing thought. A lot of coaxing the feelings to rise up and immerse myself in. And a load of honesty.

My blanket of doubt is gone. My connection to the Inner Planes and beyond is returned.

So, when have you doubted? What do you doubt now?

Go sit with yourself. Make time for yourself. Be still with yourself.

The Love that rises within you when you nurture your precious being by opening ways of communication within – that Love speaks your truth.