Going where the heart energy flows and the peace that holds everything

Yesterday when I was thinking about this week’s blog post, I was excitedly contemplating recording another video blog and ideas were quickly flashing up about what I could vlog about. And then today dawned, and a different plan unfolded.

I had the opportunity to say yes to visit loved ones for a healing conversation.

In the background my mind mumbled some objections mostly around having so much to do including writing this blog post and not enough time but these days I’m more interested in what my heart has to say.

Heart didn’t even have to say go. It was already there and so my body followed.

We will always have to do lists and things we need to do but there is no guarantee how long our loved ones will be with us on this planet. Don’t delay any longer saying those things that are ripe or overdue to be expressed.

On the way home, as late as it was and still needing to write this blog post, I stopped beside the sea to watch the sun set for a few moments.
The horizon glowed golden apricot.
The waves rippled to shore.
Sea gulls glided gracefully free.
Despite the noise of traffic rumbling past behind me, there was a peace here that holds everything.
No matter the chaos or busyness of everyday life, you can find peace within it. If you need a little dose now, you can experience it for yourself here https://vimeo.com/324943305

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This is not the blog post I thought I would write today.

Today was not the day I thought it would be when I awoke into the new day. It was much more alive than that.

In his poem, What to Remember When Waking, David Whyte wrote, “What you can plan is too small for you to live.”

Life keeps teaching me again and again to trust the unplanned life. There is something greater that wants to be lived through us beyond anything we could plan.

With love and courage,

Kym
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Something different and out of the comfort zone

Hello dear ones,

This week my heart urged me to do something different and out of my comfort zone and so I have recorded a video blog for you! This is something I have never done and is out of my comfort zone.

I love writing and feel more comfortable and less vulnerable putting words on the page where you can’t see me. Although it wasn’t always this way. I remember the first time I published a blog post 9 years ago then shared it with people I knew. My heart pounded, I felt nervous and excited, sensitive and shy…just as I do now.

Writing gives me the time and space to plan what I want to say as well as self-edit, whereas the video blog my heart wanted me to record is unplanned, unscripted, in the moment and not edited.

Life will call us forward into new versions of ourselves. Will you say yes and take the step? Or stay attached to the old version of yourself and stuck on the old railway tracks.

What I can tell you as I’m about to step over the edge of my known and unknown worlds and press publish on this first video blog is that this is where the aliveness lives. This is a place of unlimited possibility. This is where I say yes to my soul. And there is great love and power here.

With love and courage,

Kym

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PS I still have a limited number of free 1:1 sessions available via Skype. Email me at kym@kymwilson.com.au to find out more.

What if you just let yourself be a little crazy

Last weekend I attended a course on working with your spirit team including angels and guides. As our teacher went around the room asking each individual what they wanted to get out of the weekend, a shared concern emerged that I too shared: What if people think I’m crazy?

The underlying fear is that if people really knew what I thought or who I am that I could be judged, shunned, rejected, ostracised, abandoned or shamed. This fear keeps us hiding, conforming, wearing masks and pretending to be someone that we’re not.  It can keep us stuck in outdated roles and delay us from living the life that we’re destined to live.

There are many ways I hold back my inner crazy around other people.

Sometimes I feel so moved by life that I want to break out into spontaneous movement or dance in public but I don’t.  What would people think?

There have been times at work in my day job that I want to suggest we start a meeting with intentional silence so everyone can be completely present and arrive into the space ready to connect and listen but I don’t.  It’s definitely not how things are done there in a very mainstream culture.

Even in my monthly women’s circle that I attend, I can find myself holding back my true voice when we tone. The sound that wants to emerge might be strange, gargled and primal. It might be shocking. Instead, I make a sweet sound that’s “acceptable.”

During the course, we spent some time discussing and unpacking this concept of being crazy and then gave our individual expression of crazy form, first just with movement, and then with movement and sound.

I waved my arms around, threw my head from sided to side, stomped my feet up and down and made “blblblblblbl” sounds as my lips and cheeks wobbled. There wasn’t a moment to be self-conscious because everyone in the room was expressing their own version of crazy.

Expressing my crazy was so joy-filled and empowering. I owned a part of myself that I had personally resisted and shunned. Now with my positive body memory of this experience, I’m less concerned about hiding my crazy self because looking crazy and feeling joyful and free is more important than looking and behaving how others think I should and consequently feeling constricted, soulless, sad and quite frankly, bored.

When we each give expression to our unique essence even when it looks crazy, we help those around us sense it’s safe to be exactly who they are too, even if they think it’s a little crazy.

As Sharon Blackie wrote in If Women Rose Rooted , “There are other ways to belong than those that were handed down to us.”

Our journey in life is to each walk our own path our own way, not the path of others. It is a journey that requires courage and vulnerability, and if by bringing out my inner crazy helps liberate others around me, I’m willing to do that, even if some people around me don’t understand it.

The thing that I’m most passionate about in life is freedom. Freedom within from the chains and beliefs and untended wounds that keep us stuck in repeating patterns and limiting ourselves.  And therefore freedom in the outside world to live and express our unique spirits in the way they want to emerge.

I’m also passionate about supporting others to walk their own path. If you’re interested in bringing more freedom into your life or exploring your inner crazy, I am offering a limited number of free sessions via Skype. Email me at kym@kymwilson.com.au to book a session.

With love and courage,

Kym

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Beauty everywhere

Dear ones,

I’ve just spent the last two days immersed in a very beautiful and powerful training about co-creating with spirit. So today is a day to rest, to spend time in nature while I integrate the healings and learnings. It is not a day to stay in front of the computer and write. Unusually for me, it doesn’t even feel like a day to read. Just rest, look, feel, see, receive and be in the world. So it feels right time to share this poem that I wrote some time ago. I hope that as you read it you feel blessed by the immense love, gratitude and awe that I feel.

With love and courage,

Kym xx

 

I sit in awe and wonder

of what is all around.

Rain drops sitting plump on leaves

some meander to the ground.

Enormous marshmallow clouds

adrift in the blue sky.

Lightning flash and thunder

as another storm rolls by.

Slimy garden snails

slither slowly up the wall.

On the ground, a millipede

moves in its hundred-legged crawl.

An unknown bird chirps merrily.

A cormorant circles the dusk sky.

The sun descends towards the earth,

its beauty makes me cry.

A dragon fly rests on a pond

sending ripples all around.

Pink lotus rise up from the mud,

frogs chorus their croaky sound.

The ocean’s waves crash on the shore.

The wind, it rumbles by.

Beauty surrounds me everywhere

I sit, I watch, I sigh.

There's a poem in my heart that has no words

 

There’s a poem in my heart

that has no words.

What exists before silence

erupts into sound?

Is it a longing to create

or the creation waiting to be born?

It is the questions

that have more meaning

than the answers.

For now, I stay close

to the stirring in my heart,

slowing right down

to meet the essence of creation

that is always there

often shining unseen.

Sometimes it explodes into life

as an unexpected firework

that fizzles back into nothingness

like a falling star.

And sometimes it writes

steadily across a blank page

so sure of itself

that it wants to be tattooed

directly on skin.

Whether it takes permanent form,

disappears

or nothing emerges,

all is the gift of the great mystery.

Being here

whether there are words or silence

is to be truly alive.

The form does not matter

and the meaning does not require words.

Riding the wave

Dear ones,

Here, it is Monday once again, and I turn up to this sacred space exactly as I am. I haven’t chosen a topic or sketched out a post or planned anything. I am empty-handed.

Isn’t it funny how we have been conditioned to believe that if we visit a friend we must bring something with us to offer, that it’s not enough to show up exactly as we are, as if our presence, time and attention alone is not a great gift to those around us, that we must always offer something more.

I am learning to trust intimately and on a deeper level this showing up without an agenda or plan: To be quiet and unknowing, unplanned and surrendered. To listen more deeply and surrender the impulse to respond. To wholly know silence as I wrote last week.

It feels raw and edgy because it goes against the grain of so much I have learned about life and business including goals, plans, strategies, schedules, busy-ness, doing, pushing, adding value, having an opinion and how to be successful.

This way of being feels more open, present, receptive and in tune with the world seen and unseen around me, flowing effortlessly and with grace.

When I show up to life without my own agenda or plan, I show up with the ears of my heart listening for what truly wants to be expressed beneath the surface. When I stop judging and posturing and controlling, I can allow what wants to be expressed through me to come through. I show up willing to be aligned to something greater than my self.  Usually I experience a great magic and mystery that I could never plan along with deep contentment in my soul.

So while all of this unfolds and integrates, a small scared part of me wonders how will I ever successfully publish my book if I don’t do the old way of planning, strategising, scheduling, pushing, adding value, and if I don’t keep taking linear steps. But the truth is I’ve been trying to figure out a publishing plan this way for a while now and it doesn’t work for me. I just feel stuck.

I’ve spent a lot of time on and in the ocean thanks to scuba diving and my love of a tropical sea. I have been dumped by big waves and I’ve kicked against strong currents without getting anywhere. To me, bliss is floating on the ocean’s surface for hours or even better, being suspended neutrally buoyant in its blue plane.

The ocean is a powerful and beautiful thing. Merging with it taps you into something so much bigger than your small self and the oneness of all things.

We all have our own paths to walk, our own waves to ride in this life. I have no idea where this current wave I am riding is going, or where or if it will land on shore. I cannot control where the wave wants to go. And I’m not meant to. I’m just here to ride it.

With love and courage,

Kym

xx

Wholly knowing silence

Dear ones

I was just making some final edits to my intended blog post about packing lightly and living reverently when I accidentally deleted the whole edited post. I tried desperately to recover it without success. It is unretrievable.

I don’t think it’s a mistake that I deleted the intended blog post. Life works quite mysteriously at times.

I don’t have enough time to re-write the post tonight, so I sit quietly and wonder what to do..

Then I remember that what I have really wanted to offer you is a holding space of deep, healing silence, although I haven’t known how to offer that in a blog that requires words until now. Through mishap and silence, this is what spontaneously emerges….

 

My invitation to you is to take a few deep breaths and feel how life is supporting you right now. Maybe you are supported by a chair or seat of some kind, or the ground beneath your feet.

Notice how your breath moves in and out of your chest. Brining new life. Releasing what is old.

Maybe you can hear sounds, birds, traffic, voices.

I invite you to listen more deeply.

Beneath the noise is a container of silence all around you. It is protective and nourishing. Calming and soothing. Just listen and feel.

Take a few moments out of this often busy, rushing, noisy modern world we live in to feel rested and renewed and totally supported.

From this place of deep silence, maybe there is something that wants to be known to you, something that will serve your life and journey now. Or maybe it’s just the silence you need to know more wholly. Most of us do.

Whether you receive words or silence, it is all a blessing. You are held and supported right here and now. Breathe and rest here.

.All is well.

 

With love, courage and the peace of silence,

Kym xx