My Mental Life

I find nature is such a gateway to true presence and self-acceptance. When I'm in the trees nothing else matters as much as just being there does. We live in a ...world though where we would rather consume the news than a vegetable. We'd rather stare at our phone than a tree, a mountain, or a stream. In order for our minds and hearts to work they can't always be at work. In order for our souls to have a voice we need to create the space for that voice. And to me, it is in the quiet whispers of the trees that we are reminded of that voice... for they are the same. It is in the stillness of a tree that we are reminded of our own. As we close our eyes and hear the songs of the birds we can feel the same songs being sung in our own hearts. Forests work much like we do... The complex dance of all of the organisms, the sunlight, the diverse weather. It saddens me that somehow in our separation from other species by being able to recognize our own consciousness, and thereby our mortality, we have become separated from the impact we have on not only one another, but also our planet. But the more you're connected to nature, the more empathy you'll have for another. Because there is no connecting to one without the other... they are the same. The more in touch you are with the forest, the less you'll be able to destroy it. You wouldn't be able to hurt the planet if you knew and recognized you were part of it. And the same holds true for another human. Their suffering is ours, and vice versa. #createthelove See more

Biology of Belief? BruceLipton.com

Do you believe?

I hate to break it to you (and to me), but we don’t really know how the universe works. Our theories parallel our tools for measurement and within the three d...imensions, we exist in. Why does this matter? Intuition, spontaneous healings and remissions, getting a call from someone you just thought of, running into someone serendipitously We call this stuff luck and chance because it helps to validate the world we think we live in. To accept that we don’t have it figured out and possibilities exist beyond this physical plane is a truth that causes too much dissonance for people who live in the need for certainty. Look, you might have feelings you can’t explain. Something might feel off or on about someone and/or something. You might just feel called unexplainably in a direction or to take a trip or to stop and get a coffee or to say hi to someone. And you can choose to answer that call or not. That is your sovereign right. However, I will say, that if you (we) ignore the nudges, the universe will get us to where we need to be no matter what. To deny our truth and our soul is to unconsciously invite the pain of misalignment. It’s one of the main causes of inflammation which then leads to disease. It’s the lump in our throat, or the back pain, or the heart palpitations. When we ignore it, the body reminds us that we can’t outsprint the circadian unfolding of our truest evolution. What does all this mean? Explore what calls you’re not answering. Start that conversation you’ve been avoiding because whatever words you don’t speak I promise you say via your conscious and unconscious actions. Just start. Begin the beautiful (and often scary) process of coming back home to yourself You’re worthy of being chosen. Like, truly, chosen. But you won’t believe me if you don’t choose you first. #createthelove See more

Caroline Flack The line then that separates people who kill themselves and people that don’t is vague and uncertain, it is a line within each of us, not betwee...n us. I recently performed a monologue, a ‘verbatim piece’ made up of extracts of the last written words of people who had taken their own lives. I was grateful to the surviving family members for allowing me such intimate access to such a painful and personal artefact. There is so much shame around suicide, so much shame and so much pain. The writing itself; some in the form of emails, some blogs, some old fashioned notes, provided a blurred portal into the mind of the person that would go on to take their own life. I sensed a familiar resonance throughout these varied pieces, a common tune in the expression of these distinct people; it was ‘ordinariness’. The ordinariness of the thoughts, feelings and events that led them to make the ultimate act of self sacrifice. ‘I don't feel good enough’, ‘I’m lonely’, ‘I’m worthless’, ‘I’m scared I’m in too much debt’, ‘I’m scared I’ve hurt too many people’, ‘I am unlovable’. Normal feelings that I’ve felt many times, that I suspect we all feel at times. The line then that separates people who kill themselves and people that don’t is vague and uncertain, it is a line within each of us, not between us. We just don’t know who will or who won’t be pushed to a point of such inward pain and desperation that the dreadful certainty of suicide and the despair it inflicts on those left behind are insufficient deterrents. I am angry and sad that Caroline Flack found herself in that place. I am sad because she was a lovely little person, a real laugh, a dynamo and the idea that she had been so drained of hope by her circumstances chokes me. I am angry because I have watched this play out before with vulnerable people in the public eye and I would like to slay with some righteous sword the salacious, foaming, incessant poking, trolling judgment that chased her to the grave. The way it did with Jade Goodie, the way it did with Amy Winehouse. I know there is no single ‘media’ or ‘social media’ I know they are complex machines that comprise, by their nature, millions of participants. But our systems operate in accordance with values and the way these values are set and the consequences of these values are obviously in serious need of reevaluation. I have resigned from fame because it brought out the worst in me, vanity, insecurity, jealousy, competitiveness. Most people I’ve spoken to have comparable experiences, it’s hard to endure what celebrity does to your mental health without a robust constitution or strong counter measures to ground and protect you. There is little to be gained from allocating blame now that Caroline is dead. Her vulnerability was obvious when the CPS pursued her case and when she took another turn in the barrel with the media and social media. I’ve seen that there are petitions to regulate the press and I admire the optimism of the enterprise. But the media is made up of people, the world of celebrity is made up of people, social media is made up of people. All culture, all values pass through the consciousness of individuals and collectives. If we want the world to change, for less people to die in pain and shame then we should pause before we next vent a pleasurable stab of vindictive judgment or jeering condemnation. Social media is a network of connections. We can use those connections to convey love and support and kindness, all ideas that can be rationally understood as expressions of our unity. While we are unique and different, beautiful in our vast and distinct identities - and all identities can be honoured, we are all capable of kindness, we are all capable of redemption, we are all worthy of love. Whenever we speak and act and relate we emanate intent through the invisible threads that connect us. Communication is the creation of community, what kind of communities are we creating? Caroline was surrounded by friends and families that loved her, that love her still through a shattered lens of anguish, and that love could not incubate her or protect her from the pain and shame that ended her life. We have the power to hurt one another and the power to heal one another, perhaps that’s the only power we have. We can never see the positive impact of our actions, the times when our kindness and compassion may have saved a life but we can see what happens in it’s absence. As long as our public values continue to be an expression of lower human instincts none of us are exempt from the pain and shame that closed in on the bright and playful light that used to shine from Caroline. Our best hope is to build relationships and communities based on kindness, forgiveness and compassion, not easy values to maintain given the complexity within us and without us but Caroline’s death shows us that the alternative is just too sad to bear.