Dive Deep

I have been pondering one of my catch phrases… “Dive deep”. Meaning is a subjective thing. We give everything in our life meaning by the value we place on it.   So I asked myself, what is the value of diving deep into my heart and soul? The painful unraveling of the puzzle of who I am, chiseling the layers of self protection to discover that essence, where every breath, if I let it, helps shatter the illusions, the non truths, inviting me to reach for and grasp my very passion and purpose that I am diving for, to find and live in alignment and balance.

We dive for the inspiration to get through our day, our life. We dive for answers to our many questions. We dive with our mermaid sisters so we can know that we are not alone, that we are supported and loved though our journey is fraught with emotional undertows.

We dive deeply into our selves so that we may find our highest and greatest good, so that we can know peace and joy in our soul. For when we follow our passion, we indeed find our purpose and then our world all at once makes perfect sense. Dive deep…

Shifting to Our Higher Self

I read somewhere that each incarnation is just a different aspect of our self, perhaps another version, or even a better vestige of who we are meant to be.  It is an interesting perspective with regard to past lives.  That with each lifetime, we become more invested in our soul and its journey, exploring unknowingly each contract and path, with an open heart and eye, and with the knowledge that all of our aspects will in the end come together, and we will evolve into one enlightened being, that we will fold or merge in to our higher self.

I have this image of multiple me’s.   Like when you stand between two mirrors – a mirror in front of you and behind you – you can see a hundred images of yourself, each fragmented in your limited perception, as you cannot fully see every one of you.  I began to think of the soul as an accordion.  Each fold another experience, another aspect, age.  (more…)

By |2018-10-10T09:02:21+00:00January 8th, 2014|Emotional Weather on the "8's"|1 Comment

Anchoring Your Soul

There has been much talk lately about passion.  Passion is what drives us –compelling us to live fully and on purpose.  Most of us have some idea of what we want to be when we grow up.  From a tender age, we imagine ourselves as adults having some role in the world.  Many a young boy dreamed of being a fireman, a fisherman, or a doctor; many a young girl longed to be an actress, a dancer, or a mother.  Over our development from children to young adults, we refine those images – we start to examine our likes and interests, our strengths and challenges, and what makes our hearts sing.  We start to formulate not just what we want to be, but who.  We follow that thread, as if it was a serpentine string to a surprise box centerpiece.  Our path winds as a river rushes and then gently flows.  (more…)

By |2018-10-10T11:05:04+00:00December 18th, 2013|Emotional Weather on the "8's"|3 Comments

What Becomes of the Broken-hearted?

Every day my heart breaks just a little. Usually it is from an expectation and then a profound disappointment – be it a friend, a family member, perhaps one of my children, or even my life itself, I experience that deep hurt and shock that starts in my gut and permeates my soul daily.

I was thinking back on being heartbroken, and how I have probably experienced the pathology of a broken heart from a very young age, yet did not know how to identify it as that. Did it start with my parents having my siblings? Was my heart that was solely my mother’s and father’s, and their hearts mine, first fractured at the tender age of three?  Did it begin when my paternal grandparents demonstrated a lack of caring and love when they showed favoritism to my cousins and aunt and uncle, placing conditions on their affection and behaving emotionally abusive in the process? Or was it life’s other disappointments? (more…)

By |2018-10-16T10:30:11+00:00October 8th, 2013|Emotional Weather on the "8's"|6 Comments

Fearlessly Diving Deep: The Story Behind I Must Be A Mermaid

I have always loved the sea. From my tender years, I would feel the salt-spray on my skin, taste the warm Biscayne Bay waters that would come to help soothe me, and inhale the air that filled me with energy and perspective. Boating, sailing in particular, has always been an important part of my life. I was my own master on my sailing vessels, pointing to catch the wind so that I could race as fast as I could, feeling the strong and subtle breezes surround me, moving me forward. Owning my independence and solitude, I could navigate my world at hand.

It is then no real surprise to me that I was lured by the idea of being a mermaid… (more…)

By |2018-10-11T11:14:53+00:00July 8th, 2013|Dive Deeply|10 Comments