The Ides of March – March 15, 2006
Today my oldest child turns
29. She lives out of town – has for the past 11 years. I mourn the distance between us, and celebrate her birthday.
It is the Ides of March, less than a week before the first day of Spring.
This day past was a windy day full of change, power outages that fortunately lasted only seconds, brief glints of sunshine, hail, snow, and many moving clouds through alternating hues of gray and blue . . . and it was a day of work.
Clients come and go on the hour throughout the day and evening, seeking answers that bring insight and relief; and sharing their pain, hopes, dreams, fears, and heart’s desires. I also manage to fit in a “working walk” with a longtime friend and colleague about how to inform physicians about the services I offer for self-healing, development, empowerment and achievement.
What I Say to Support and Stimulate Recovery, Release and Creation?
Those are all long words, I later think, that are probably significantly overused. Clients have shining faces, I’ve decided, and look up at me from a place of sudden clearing, open and drawn within to deeper places of consideration and listening from which they discover transformational insights that seem to magically fuel new processes of self-creating.
What are we really capable of, I think, and, as I continue to intuitively ask, where is the energy available to be able to freely move forward? What can I say to support and stimulate recovery, release, and creation?
Your Inalienable Rights
I fantasize about how we could all could create our own Declaration of Independence to remind us that we are endowed with inalienable rights to:
- Acknowledge ourselves
and each other as equals, and
know it is not only the truth, but enough
- Grow up
- Be cared for and about
- Move past ourselves
to consider another completely
without expectation, condition, or agenda
- Ditto thinking
- Refuse to assume . . . anything
- Be able to respond (response-able) in a fully recognized present
- Know that love is quite nonspecific, after all
Our Magical Window to the Future
I think in many ways my four children taught me these truths again, and again . . . and again . . .
As Kahlil Gibran says in The Prophet , children offer a magical window to us of their future, a place we can’t occupy, to profoundly touch and spiritually transform us – the vision I most love to work with in my Centering practice.
And so I celebrate beyond what I know and can access, which is oddly comforting to me, honor my daughter’s last twenty-something-year-to-begin, and catch some corresponding rays of innocence, wisdom, and freedom.
When we think, breathe, listen and imagine without condition, all possibilities emerge.