The stories of our lives

As autumn is showing signs of reappearing I am reminded of how change is prevalent in all things, and change doesn’t leave my life untouched.

Change in the forests of England, the crop now harvested and the Earth turned up again by the plow. A summer has passed and children are back in school. Office car parks fill up once more and the hamster will starts spinning faster. Ah, Autumn.

Yesterday a friend joined me for a days walk through the Ouse Valley. Only that this is someone I’ve met only 3 times in my life. You know when you meet someone for the first time and before a word is even exchanged you feel a strong bond already? This is how I feel with this friend. Perhaps it’s the story told through her eyes that means something to me somehow. Perhaps it’s her gentle smile and unassuming nature which touches my own soul, some part of me that perhaps I’ve neglected over the years. Such folk make great company for a long walk.

Anyone who has walk any part of the meandering Ouse Valley in Bedfordshire will have come across the picturesque villages which are dotted along the region and the wildlife reserves providing sanctuaries of peace to anyone who cares to rest there.

My friend talked of the changes in her life since we had last spoken 6 months before. She weaved these recent events in her life into a story where she was the main character and she was the author, and narrator. The significant changes she spoke of seem to give the context and a platform to apply herself in the world in a meaningful way, in a way which is true for her.

How story telling is a powerful device for moving through ones life with grace. Story telling offers time to reflect and give meaning to events, and adjust our sails to keep the ship sailing towards our destined paths. Giving meaning to life is a self-empowering gift because it helps us learn the lessons which may need to be learned, to atone for things we need to atone for and move on from them. Whilst in reflection we look at the good and bad, but giving meaning to the events in our lives requires us to give bias to the good in things so that we don’t get caught in muddy waters but rather we keep our energies in motion, moving towards our souls purpose.

It was a tough 26km walk and my water-proof boots failed to keep my feet dry as we trawled through muddy fields. She spoke of her plans to take a sabbatical from work next year as she thought of the decisions she will have to make after she finished her masters degree and some projects at work. Much of 2014 for her will be a time where she takes one step forward and two steps “back” before she makes committed decisions to take one giant leap forward. My boots reminded me of how a good foundation can provide a way of trawling through pretty much anything whilst we prepared to take a giant leap in life, or in this case a 16 mile walk with dry feet.

Change sometimes comes unexpected, but often it is expected. Rather than running around the familiar hamster wheel or repeating the same mistakes I am reminded how time for reflection and weaving the events of our lives into stories can keep us energised and motivated to live our lives more truly and more deeply with each passing Autumn.

Thank you R. Whitford for your company and wisdom.


Aveyron, France

Dusk in June – Aveyron, France

It is now almost 6 months since I moved into my own place and out of London. The change has certainly been one that I am not yet totally content with but I continue to see the possibilities and positives whilst discovering and acknowledging my hearts desire. In a way, my own intuitive attempt at embracing the divine within me.

Living alone has given me the opportunity to experience being away from family, from friends and familiarity; away from influence so that I can delve deeper into a space that has eluded me for much of my adult life. A place where truth has buried itself. Though the search continues I feel that something in me is beginning to unravel.

After spending a blissful week long retreat in Aveyron, a sleepy part of France with the beauty of the ages I am on a steady high. Practicing Yoga, meditation, chanting mantra’s and internal prayer has had profound peace. This is the peace which I hope I can nurture as a permanent part of my life. And I have discovered the significance of of deity meditation of the many forms of Shakti, the divine powers of universe which dwell in us all.

I am excited about learning about the goddesses, and learning to invoke their energy in me so that I may achieve the transformation I desire and allow new shoots to grow deep within my every cell, emotion, belief and thought.

I believe that when we’ve searched through many avenues, it is then time to call on the help of a higher power and have faith in its ability to show the way.

I feel this year is a year of big realisations, a year when I will feel the wind of change and adjust the sails of my ship accordingly. I don’t know where the wind will lead me and I don’t exactly know where I am to go. What is inevitable is a desire to be true to my calling, and right now that is to sit, listen, feel, detoxify, release, energise and tune in to my higher Self.

Life in its relationships and activities such as work and hobbies, will continue to be a realm for joy, for expressing love, breaking through limitations of the ego and I will trust in my integrity to lead the way here. Old negative patterns that have been erased will continue to remain in my awareness as “no entry” signs, and I will do whatever it takes to not allow those old patterns to reform.

The wind will ironically take me where my soul longs to be. It is the journey that will be joyful, rich in colour, expressed in  beautiful ways, ways that will I hope touch people in the best way I know how.

As a disciple of my journey, I will be true to the divine within through awareness and passion.