Our Dance with Equus

“The language of our emotion is the language of equus.” ~ Kathy Pike 

I have no doubt that horses were powerful angels standing by me as a child. For most of my life, horses have been there to gently, heartfully, amazingly love me through it all. 

Yet I only recently came to appreciate the full power of equus, thanks to my time spent with Kathy Pike.*

Energy all Around

Horses are energetic beings, free of judgement and emotional programming. They rely on pure instinctual wisdom, responding to their world based on the energy they sense all around them. 

Humans mostly live in our heads. We’re trained that way. As babies, we’re in our bodies and emotions, but it doesn’t take long for society to program us with shoulds and musts and fears. This creates an incongruence between our energetic truth and our emotional vibration.

Trauma creates even more incongruence - and we all have trauma of one form or another. The energetic incongruities we create over our lifetime are held in our physical bodies, not just in our conscious and subconscious mind. Until we release those physical, energetic impressions - we will remain in imbalanced vibrations with all our negative programming. This is what many call our false self.  

Enter Equus 

Horses live on an acoustical, energetic level, sensing vibrational waves and responding in authenticity based on their instincts. When they are with humans, horses sense the energetic frequencies - what we we call emotions - through our physical bodies. They respond to our frequencies/emotions based on our congruence, or lack of, with our true self.

•  If we’re feeling an emotion based on our scary voices, horses will shy away from us. You would too. They feel our incongruence as contracted energy - nasty stuff. They’ll send messages to us lighting up the incongruence, but they won’t dance with us. Until we begin to shift back into congruence.  

•  When we’re feeling an emotion in an authentic way, when we’re congruent with our truth, horses share wisdom, offer support and send us powerful knowing. In our congruence, we’re much more open and able to accept their wisdom. 

And so goes our dance with Equus.

Flying with Moon

Coaching with horses is all about dropping deeply into our bodies, living in the energetic sensations that are stored there.  We learn to settle into and fully feel the energy in our bodies - the energy of pure emotion. In this manner, horses teach us to flow and reside in our authentic selves, stepping beyond the false programming that is part and parcel of our society.  

When we went out to meet the herd, Moon spoke to me immediately, welcoming me to the ranch. My horses have always spoken to me so I wasn’t as much surprised by his message as I was attracted to the energy behind it - total Zen Master. 

When my time came to spend time with Moon as part of a round pen session - I knew something special was about to happen. I simply had no idea how special. 

Since I’d arrived at the class two days earlier, my gut had been screaming at me. Nausea, twisting pain and just plain ugly energy was firing all the time. No matter what technique I used to clear this energy in the evening - it came right back the next morning as I was driving to the class, feeling even stronger throughout the days.  

As I began my session with Moon, my gut was firing on full blast. Kathy guided me through the Mind Body Method*, opening myself to the feelings in my body and the emotions they were expressing. I felt my way into my body and could feel the fear and anxiety throbbing in my gut. Can I really step onto my path with purpose, shift into helping others with trauma, especially kids? Am I healed enough to do this work or am I kidding myself? My heartfelt desire was for Moon to give me a sense of the true answer to that question.

Moon stood on the far side of the round pen, gazing at the Colorado mountains in the distance. I moved slowly to stand next to him.  I could feel his energy all around me, loving, kind, stable. Yep, Zen Master.

Moon cocked his eye to look at me, then studiously moved to the other side of me. I reached out to touch his wither and he moved away - just a bit to let me know not to do that. And so we stood, side by side in companionable space. Then the voice spoke softly, “You can stand on your own.”  A wave of energy washed over me. I felt my whole body vibrate in resonance with this truth. I can shift my life. I am meant to do this work. It is my purpose on this planet. I still know that truth today. 

I remained with Moon for a bit, enjoying that peaceful place of knowing. I could, and did, stand on my own. For the first time in my life while standing with a horse, I didn’t have the irresistible urge to stroke Moon, to take his energetic flow as my own. I stood in my own clear energy. 

Back on Earth

The feeling in my gut was gone in the round pen. But not long after I left the pen to rejoin the group and debrief, I felt it begin to rise again. Kathy suggested I simply stay with the feeling, not try to decipher it. The key was to feel the pain in my body, feel the emotion that pain is expressing and listen for its message.

I did just that for the rest of the day - even as my gut just plain hurt. I admit it - I was bummed. In my false self I saw that pain as my own failure to step into the beautiful space of self-confidence Moon had offered me. 

I was driving along later that night still attempting to release my gut pain. Nothing worked. So,  I decided to go back into feeling it, sitting with it, listening to it. 

After I settled into my body, allowing the burn and churn, Moon’s voice spoke again, softly yet firmly. “You can stand on your own!”  I followed that voice, felt into my body and then - the knowing came. A knowing as clear as any message I’ve ever received, ever. 

The pain in my gut wasn’t my energy. It was the fear and anxiety of every other person in the class, every person I’d been in contact with for who knows how long.

Moon helped me feel my way back to a truth I’ve known since I was a little child, a truth long forgotten.

I am an intuitive empath, a high sensitive walking in a world of energy. For all my life my healers and coaches have told me this, but I never felt it.  I honestly thought they were just trying to boost me up. I simply could not see or feel it. 

In my authentic self, standing next to Moon, I found my biggest truth ever.

I am an empath. WOW. And DUH.

My Gift from Moon

Moon gave me one of the biggest gifts ever in my spiritual journey. He explained my past, my present and my future in one simple statement. You can stand on your own.

Yes, I can stand on my own and move forward into my path with purpose. I’m ready to create the life of my dreams; a foundation dedicated to healing trauma in kids, veterans and people in general. The rest of my life will focus on sharing the gifts of my own healing with all of those who so need and deserve their truth. 

But more importantly, I now understand that I can, and must, stand on my own energetically. The beliefs that drove me to take care of others, to tap into and take on their pain and anguish - that’s all false programming. There will be no more constant sickness and exhaustion. In my own energy, I will stand in peace - and I will coach others to find their own place of truth.

I am blessed, beyond words. 

Later this week I’ll share about my even more amazing dance (can you believe it?) with Sylvie… a 3/4 Clydesdale mare with the eyes of love. 

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* Kathy Pike is the Founder of the Mind Body Method (MBM) and Coaching with Horses, published author, coach trainer, leader in the field of Equine Facilitated Learning, and life coach, Kathy brings over 15 years experience in the field of human development and personal growth. 

Her compassionate, intuitive, and cutting edge approach in working with individuals provides her clients access to their deepest level of truth, power, and ability to live with purpose and passion.  Kathy’s Mind Body Method integrates all of the information and knowledge within a persons experience bringing clarity and immediate results.

I can personally attest to the power of Kathy’s teachings. I was so blessed during the Level One coaching with Kathy. It wasn’t always easy - I wanted to release and move beyond those feelings, not focus on them. But the teachings she finally got through to me are some of the most valuable and powerful I’ve learned along my journey to the Other Side. 

I’m going back to see Kathy in September to learn even more as a Level Two equine-facilitated coach. I can hardly wait for that learning and opening.  In the meantime, I’m so looking forward to sharing my new coaching skills with my friends, clients and my own self. 

Step Forward in Faith

Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

I’ve been circling my wagons and avoiding my destiny for a few years now. I’ve stayed busy, busy busy, but in reality, I’ve been stuck. No matter how much I protest that I’m not - I am.  At least I was, until recently. 

For almost 30 years I’ve been a business woman. I was the first female sales rep for my early employers, the only woman in the room for board meetings and more. I was a pioneer. For going on 25 years I’ve been an executive consultant in high tech. I’ve been all over the world, worked with some of the finest minds on the planet, had the good fortune to create a successful business and excel in my work.

But that’s not who I am anymore.  Yes, I can still do the work. It’s easier now than ever before. Faster, clearer. You see, my intuition is the reason I can help businesses who are in trouble or just starting out. I literally “see” the path to success for my clients. Call it a knack, skill, experience or a gift.  The truth is it’s a voice inside that whispers the answers. Not logic, not a process. It’s pure intuition.

When a Door Opens

Five years ago, a door opened to my past, the truth of my childhood was revealed, and everything in my world shifted. Including me. 

I knew I was destined to shift my life. Not just in the expected ways. Yes, my childhood foundations all changed. The subconscious triggers that had ruled my life were unveiled and diminished. But I’m talking about a bigger shift. A fundamental shift in my life’s purpose.

My voices tell me that I now have a Path with Purpose. I didn’t survive what I survived, live a normal life, recover those memories and learn to thrive beyond the horrors for no reason other than my own awareness. God, the Universe, Source has a plan for me. Now is the time for me to step into that plan.

Yet I haven’t. For five years I’ve tiptoed around the edges of that new me, even as I held tightly to my identity as the business consultant. Yet the voices continued, softly, gently, always there. You were born to help others.

You Have to Walk Through It

I tried to hold on to my past life. Tried to continue to be the consultant. Wanted to be the consultant. it was safe, known and downright gravity. Deep inside I also wanted to share my stories, share the amazing lessons and learning bestowed upon me as part of my own transformation. 

Yet I couldn’t see how I could help anyone. What do I have to offer to help others? I’m just me, more broken and human than ever before. What do I have to offer as a coach? I’m a consultant, a tech geek. No one will listen to or benefit from me. I’m kidding myself.

So the Universe gave me some nudges. Simple at first. A lost business partner, a project that didn’t come through. That never happens to me! So I pushed harder. And the Universe pushed back. I won’t share the blow by blow, but let’s just say that when the Universe closes a door, even the passion and force of a rebel cannot sway the end result. 

For the last year, my business has shifted. Sure, I speak, blog and work in the tech world, but it’s not like before. The projects and opportunities are more mundane, fewer and farther between. More importantly, the passion is gone. Yet I continued to hold on. Hold on. Hold on. 

Trust and Surrender

This week everything came clear to me. It’s time for me to step forward in faith. To follow my passion and my heart, to listen to my soul. To practice the trust and surrender that helped me to heal as I move forward into a new world, and a new me. Rather, the me I’ve always been but have disregarded and ignored.

So - I’m stepping away from my consulting business, the tech haven that has been my fortress. I’ll continue to dabble, fulfill the commitments I have today. Take interesting business if and when it comes along. Speak to audiences about the shifts that are all around us…. 

But as of today I am a coach. I’m leaving tomorrow for an equine guided coaching certification. I just finished my Neural Linguistic Processing (NLP) certification as well. Using those tools, and my own intuition and experiences, I’m going to support people as they step out of the way they’ve been programmed - with limitation and fear - and into their universal right - limitless, boundless thinking and creating.

I’m also going to focus more energy on UnstoppableU…I’m creating a foundation, applying for grants and I WILL take this program to the next level.  You see, shifting how kids see their world, opening their eyes to their limitless potential is the best gift I can give to our world and our future. The gift of freedom changes everything - and UnstoppableU is all about freedom.

Part of me says I’m crazy and I’m going to be homeless on the street.  That’s the limited, programmed part of me. Deep in my heart, my soul is rejoicing and I’m once again empowered and alive - filled with eager anticipation and the knowing that I am finally on my path…with Purpose.

If you’re out there with a dream, thinking you can’t step into that life of Technicolor - think again. Step forward in faith and live that life. That is why we are here - and that dream is your Divine right. So join me and step forward in faith!!!  We can hold hands and help each other…. 

Thank You Mom

She’s my teacher, my adviser, my greatest inspiration. – Whitney Houston

Mommy and me at our farm. I’m 3 YO here - still bubbling:) Despite the insanity of my childhood - I was blessed with the greatest mom I could ever imagine.

My mother was my best friend from the time I was 14 until she died when I was 38. We spent almost every free moment together. She was always there for me. As a teenager she carted me to the local college every week for piano lessons, drove me here and there for horse shows, multiple choirs, theater rehearsals, dance class and more.  As I grew older, she was always there at the kitchen table waiting for me to come home from my date or whatever I was out doing. I learned some of my most important lessons at that table between midnight and 2 am.   

My mom was a saint  - ask anyone. She was wise, oh so wise. My old boyfriends came to her for advice about their lives and kids, she was  everyone’s favorite Bible School story teller for kids young and old.  She ran every single organization that I was involved in -  even though she was old enough to be most of the other mothers’ Mom.  She was unstoppable. At her funeral, total strangers came to me to share how my Mom had changed their world, given them cash when they were broke, funded college for a child, shared her wisdom and love to support them thru troubled times. And she never said a word….

Growing up, all I ever wanted to be was my Mother. When a friend of hers told me a about  year ago that I reminded him of my mom, I knew one of my dreams had come true. 

Lessons from Mom

I was my Mom’s PO (Precious One), the child she begged God to give her for almost a decade, til she finally had me at the age of 42. She loved me with a power that still embraces me today. 

I am who I am today thanks to her love, support and guidance. She taught me so many lessons. For example….

I can do and be anything. Mother put no limits on me. None. My earliest memories are of my mom telling me to dream big - because I could make my dreams come true. Her abundant faith in me, my abilities, and my destiny to shine brightly is the reason I thrived before I remembered my childhood…and the reason I was able to thrive on the other side. Because I knew I could do anything. So many people wonder how I lived a farily normal live given my shaky beginnings. Thank you Mom.  

Faith sets us free. Mom’s faith was her rock. It took her through ugly times with her parents, a heart breaking divorce from her first husband who she adored, through ugliness and shaky times in our own home.  Mom was raised a southern baptist, so off we went to church even before I could walk. I have a 17 year perfect attendance pin from Sunday School. I used to HATE getting up every sunday am and going there - but I went.  No options with Mom. Her faith was more traditional than mine - but that was ok too.  She raised me with books on every religion and faith in the world. She didn’t care what I believed, she cared that I believed.  The faith she instilled in me is the reason I’m alive and going today.  Thank you Mom. 

Giving is the way of life. When people say I’m a giver I laugh. They didn’t meet my Mom.  She believed that the purpose of life was to give - of ourselves, our time and our support to those in need. She instilled that belief in me in some good and not so good ways.  All well intentioned, all focused on creating a daughter who was anything but the only child spoiled brats people expect. Thank you Mom. 

My mom also taught me some not so great things.  Not intentionally…simply because she was trying to do her best in a world gone crazy. For example, she taught me to look the other way and tell pretty stories, which my little girl assumed meant to forget everything about my truth.  I know now that’s one of the reasons I had a good life before the memories had to be released.  I forgot the horror and moved on.  Thank you Mom.  

We Do the Best We Can 

So many people ask me how I feel about my mom, how can I accept how long it took her to save me from the torture that was right in front of her nose. I admit that for about a year I was pretty confused about mom and me…nothing made sense to my adult self. 

But then, slowly I felt into her reality. My mom did the best she could to make sure I knew I was unconditionally loved, completely safe and sane. As soon as she was able to see the truth about what was happening to me, she stepped in and stopped it forever. That can’t have been easy for her, in a small town where incest and abuse were taboo topics. She stood up to them all alone, unable to share her own feelings with anyone, ever. She kept our secret even as she stepped up to salvage me with love, love, love.  

I can’t imagine how horrible my mom’s life must have been after she learned the truth about what was happening to me, her PO. Nowhere to turn. No one to talk to, alone in her horror, replaying my life, wondering why she didn’t see it sooner, horrified at the thought of what had happened to me.  Thank you Mom, for doing what you did. 

Today, I can’t help but wonder how horrible the end of her life must have been with my dad. All of my moms family lived to their 90s, yet she left us at 77, just are she’d seen me and told a friend her work was done, that I was everything she ever wanted me to be. I wonder now how mean my dad was to her  as she grew older and weaker.  I watched her literally shrink before my eyes, but she never complained, never said a word. Yet I can’t help but wonder if the end of her life was a hell similar to my childhood, wonder if she left this world early to get away from daddy’s rage.  I’ll never know, I can only pray that my worst nightmares for my Mom are just that, imagination without reality. I pray that’s the case. Not knowing is the worst part of all of this ugliness. How my heart hurts for her at the thought of what she must have endured, in silence, with only her faith to support her. 

Dear Mom,

Today, and every day, I repeat my prayers of thanks for you.

I miss you every day, but I also hear your whisper at every life turn.  I know you’re just on the other side of that golden veil, watching over me, nudging me, comforting me, embracing me in your love and light.  And the little hummingbird you send every day is too cute… 

Thank You Mother…for loving me so well, for making my life so bright, for instilling in me such deep faith in myself and this Universe that I was able to put away all the darkness and thrive.  Now that it’s my time to step up and into my path with purpose, I thank you for the rich depth of spirit you gave to me. 

Thanks to you - I am on the other side. 

Frequency

The greatest discovery of my generation is that human beings can alter their lives by altering their attitudes of mind. ~ William James

I believe in the Law of Attraction and all of its derivatives. Before I ever understood the power of my thoughts I had the power to manifest with the best creators around. For good and for bad. I’d focus on something I really wanted to happen and it would come into my life. But then I’d shift into my programmed beliefs of suffering and unworthiness and the downward cycle would begin.

As the memories came up and my healing process began -  I buried my creative power. The deeper I went into the darkness of my past, the fewer positive things I was able to create in my life. Sure, I healed - and that was a big positive. But I stopped creating abundance in my life, from my business to my writing to my relationships and more.

In the past few months I recognized that my creative power wasn’t firing on all cylinders.  I just thought it was part of the universal cycle -  so I focused on accepting it, rather than questioning it. But still, I knew something was wrong, something was missing in my life. Even as my gerbil on the wheel self went faster and faster, doing more and more. 

Synchronicity at its Finest

Last Tuesday night I had a meltdown.  So many things in my life seemed to be going wrong. I felt betrayed by some who I trusted, used and abused by others. I was yet again powerless in a world of others who hurt me. I was curled up in a ball again, sobbing from the depths of my soul, rocking back and forth yet again saying, “ I can’t take it anymore.”

I just didn’t know what to do - nothing seemed to be working and all the people I’d trusted had abandoned me. I found myself staring into the abyss of the future, questioning whether I really wanted to be here anymore, wondering if I had the spiritual fortitude to keep going. After a few hours the wracking sobs subsided, but I scared myself enough to call my therapist the next morning 1st thing. 

She had a cancellation that very morning, so off I went. By the time I saw her, the darkness had faded into the light of day and my despair seemed a bit melodramatic. I was emotionally exhausted, knowing that I had released yet another layer of darkness. We chatted for a while and Sue smiled. She recognized my experience as yet another piece of my healing process - and this time I had done it on my own with no need for hypnosis or EMDR. A very good thing and a sure sign that the end of the guck was at hand.

She also helped me see that I had become stuck, yet again, in the habit of doing, doing, doing. That’s when she shared a lesson from the book she was reading that applied so directly to my experience. Her words went straight to my heart, to my very soul.  Suddenly, I knew that everything that happened to me in the last 24 hours was designed to bring me to this moment, and to that book.

My Return to Being

I went home and downloaded the book - Frequency, by Penney Pierce. I began reading an amazing description of my life. My soul rejoiced at every word. Finally I understood the Universal, Divine purpose behind the last 5 years of my life. Everything makes sense now. Finally. 

Saturday was my 54th birthday. All my friends were out of town or busy with their own lives, so I was alone. Many in my circles forgot my birthday. In years gone by I would’ve thrown quite a pity party for myself. Instead, I chose to spend the day with me, myself and I - and my blessed book.

My birthday marked  a return to the true vibration that is me -  a reconnection with my soul and my energetic self. I found myself again. Rather, I remembered myself again. In the midst of the rush of doing - I lost my vibration of being. While listening to everyone else telling me what I should be doing, I stopped listening to my own voice, the voice that guides me to be the true me. 

In a single day I sent my ego and its penchant for doing out of my life. I reclaimed the creative power that is my birthright. I also reclaimed myself and my worthiness. Which is why I’m consciously shifting away from the people in my life who treat me and my giving with disrespect. I realized I was including some people in my life out of desperation for acceptance - no matter how they treated me.

Today, the only acceptance I need is my own. All thanks to the power of resting and being in my home frequency. 

We are Powerful Creators

Thanks to the Universe and its magical synchronicity, I found my truth. Again. I’ve known it all along - my ego just keeps getting in the way as it struggles to control and limit my life through the busyness of doing.

We are  powerful creators. We create our lives in every single moment.  How we vibrate, our very frequency of thought and emotion, defines our life. Quantum theory has now proven that fact.* All the doing and pushing simply gets in the way of our pure frequency - and our power. 

Thanks to the gift of synchronicity in so many amazing ways,  I remembered my creative power -  not the power of doing more, but rather the power of doing much, much less.  The power of simply being.

I know is I write this that everything I ever dreamed of, and more, is coming to me. Thanks to the power of being in my own pure frequency, and attracting my life of purpose and fulfillment.

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Do you wonder why you’re sick a lot? Feeling heavy and exhausted? Maybe everything in your life is shifting and no matter how hard you try you can’t find steady ground?

Frequency shares amazing knowledge around the shift that is occurring in our planetary and universal energy grids. We are indeed in the midst of transformation - moving from the Age of Information to the Age of Intuition. We’re remembering our power as energetic souls -  shifting from the age of do, do, do into the age of simply being. The transformation is monumental - especially for more sensitive souls who have been abused and/or limited by the events and programming of our physical world.

Do you notice how many more people seem to be sick, how many people are leaving the planet? It’s because of our amazing energy transformation. We’re sick because our physical bodies can’t keep up with the dramatic energy shifts occurring all around us. We’re releasing our negative and limiting beliefs so that we may rise to create magnificently in our accelerated frequencies. 

I know, that may sound like mumbo-jumbo to many of you. But let me share a little fact that I think will blow your mind. Quantum theory states (and has proven) that at any point in time there are multiple possible realities. The reality we experience is the one we choose to see. That is the scientific basis for Law of Attraction.

*Here’s the latest development. The smallest piece of matter is a sub-atomic particle. Researchers have now proven that when a person expects to see a particle in a microscope -  they see the particle. On the other hand, when a person expects to see an energy wave in that same microscope -  they see a wave.

What does that mean in layman’s terms? It means that at the point in the universe where energy and matter intersect, where energy becomes matter - we see what we expect to see.  We create the matter from the energy - if we expect it. If we don’t expect matter - we see energy.

Such is the simple, amazing power of our frequency of thought to create our reality. 

Learning to Walk Away

A good retreat is better than a bad stand ~ Irish saying 

I’ve always been the gal who charged ahead into the battle, no matter what. I stand my ground and push through whatever is in my way, whether it be pain, fear, big roadblocks or the Universe clearly saying “Don’t do it.”  I don’t walk away, from anything. 

For decades I was proud of my “take the hill” approach to life. Somehow I thought that by pushing through the pain and blockades, I was proving my value to the world. When I was stood up at the altar by my first love at the ripe old age of 21 - I stood on the steps to tell people there wouldn’t be a wedding. I faced it and stepped up, burying the heartbreak to prove my power. I remember my therapist strongly suggesting to me that sometimes a retreat is the best option for our mental and physical health.  At the time I thought he was a wimp. 

This week, I learned the power of a strategic retreat. 

I’ve been nursing a concussion for the past 3 weeks. I whacked my head really hard and woke up on the floor. Didn’t have any right brain function for a week - but I was good and stayed on the couch. For the first week.  But then - I had to get going!  My doctor said not to do anything that might cause another injury to my head - so I decided that meant I could show my cow horse Pearli in a show yesterday - as long as I didn’t go on cows. 

So Thursday I drove to Paso Robles to practice for the show. I got on Pearli, walked a bit and it felt so good. Then we jogged -ouch went my poor brain.  Too bouncy. So we loped, that’s a gentle gait… um, not really.  My brain sloshed around more slowly- and with more force.  Tried a spin - well, that was a dizzying event.  But I rode Pearli for 2 hours - slowly and without any big jolts. I had to prep for the show! At the end of the ride, my head was pounding.  

I went to bed and woke up Friday with a headache. Well, I just won’t do reining or cows - I’ll do trail classes - not our focus but what the heck, it’s good practice! So we worked on a couple of trail obstacles that Pearli doesn’t like. OUCH said my head, again.  

That’s when I realized that I am nuts for pushing myself to show a cowhorse while I have a concussion. This isn’t just about a single show - this is about my brain for life. Why would I risk damaging my brain for a silly show?  The answer is I wouldn’t - except for this voice inside me screaming at me, “You have to do this, you can’t be a quitter! Push through, show the world you can do it!”  Wow.  

I don’t think I’d ever heard my fearful voice more clearly. I was shocked when I truly listened to what my self was telling me to do. Sure, I was programmed to be perfect or risk death. That’s obvious to me now. But how can that 50 year old voice push for such crappy decisions about my life and my health?

Such is the Power of Programming

I walked away from the show. Packed up, drove home and put myself back on the couch. Here on the couch I’ve had some time to think back about all the crazy, stupid and just plain dumb things that same voice has gotten me to do all through my life. The list is so long I’m embarrassed to finish it - and I only got to the age of thirty something. Thank heavens I’m on the other side of those voices - before I killed myself. 

I am yet again amazed at the power my programming has had over my life. I’m grateful for the opportunity to once again step beyond my programming and into the reality of my life. A reality where I know that taking care of me is much more important than proving I can do it all. Where I am worthy just as I am - with nothing to prove, to myself or the world. 

And I’m looking forward to the chance to practice my strategic retreats… There’s a new voice inside me today,  telling me that I just extended my life span:) 

How about you?  Do you have programming that pushes you to go too far sometimes? Are there situations in your life where you need to walk away? Care to share your stories with me? I’m just learning to walk away,  so I’d love to hear more examples oif your empowerment!