“I found myself at one of life’s crossroads, the “safe” path leading in one direction, uncertainty—and possibility—in the other.
Eventually I came to realize that a calling is just that: a whisper in the distance. Most of us don’t wake up one day and decide we were born to be a horse veterinarian or an opera singer. That’s a story we tell ourselves after the fact, once we’ve found ourselves wherever we happen to end up.
No, a calling is an intuitive hint, a tug we experience when we’re doing something that feels right: This is awesome! I’m going to keep doing this and see where it takes me.
If we keep listening to those hints and letting the tugs guide us, if we heed the call, we soon find that we’re walking our own path. No matter where we’re going, we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be.
So no, I didn’t suddenly realize at the age of twenty-one that I wanted to be an artist, an action sports photographer, or the founder of an online learning platform. I simply decided to listen to my gut. I knew I wanted to take photos, simple as that. As long as I was doing what felt right, I figured, the rest would figure itself out—and it did.
This was the moment I summoned the courage to disappoint nearly everyone in my life. For the second time, I abandoned my plan for the future and took my first, hesitant step on a new path, the path in pursuit of my creative calling.
I’m still on that path today, and I’ve never looked back.”
Sometimes that’s all it takes. One simple tweak.
Just make sure it’s fundamental, something that might cause a cascade.
Or going to bed earlier
Or intending to always react with compassion first
Or not eating after 6 p.m.
One change begets a shift, then other elements rearrange themselves and months later you’re looking back feeling…
One small change I’ve made recently has brought me to near bliss, even during this time of coronavirus lockdown. Even though we’re battling to keep our art gallery alive.
Normally I meditate at night just before sleep. Often throwing in some daydreamy visualization.
Once this crisis hit I realized I needed connection often — with others for sure — but most importantly with a more expansive spirit within myself.
I started connecting three times a day. Upon waking. Sometime in the middle of the day. Then just before nodding off.
These thrice-a-day connections take several forms: Reading something spiritual, reviewing a list of intentions, meditation, appreciation, yoga nidra, praying for someone, and other go-to forms of connection.
The morning and afternoon sessions take 5 to 10 minutes each at most. Hardly schedule upsetting.
It feels so good I’ve found myself taking up to 5 or 6 mini-connection breaks some days!
I feel surprisingly calm and powerful for someone losing thousands of dollars a week.
Because when you connect — often — you know change is a-coming. You know the stream flows in your favor. You know circumstances bend in your direction.
All it takes is one small change–
. . . . .
You don’t need a makeover —
just change one thing —
it will all shift
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During a time when I thought we might go bankrupt, I ended up on my knees, arms flung back, head cocked up toward the heavens, beaming love and affection from my heart center.
Somehow I stumbled on the perfect solution to anxiety, to fear. It’s so simple.
You just take that snarly feeling inside and transmute it for others.
You use those feelings of despair as a catapult. Fear and despair are intense emotions — ones you can transform powerfully.
You simply feel them as real and as alive as you can — then ask your greater power to convert that intense energy into its opposite — for others!
You will feel some kind of volcanic force coursing through you.
I would blast it into the night sky toward space, imagining it bouncing like radio waves off the ionosphere, shooting to anyone everyone who might need it.
That’s how you do it. You blast love and transcendence to those in need.
Beam love, health and thriving to whomever needs it.
Be indiscriminate in intent — it’s for anyone in the world who could use a dose of soothing energy.