THE TIME OF SWOOPING MAGPIES

It has been an interesting ride for me, this past two to three weeks. My brain had to undergo a number of shocks and to reset itself, after the ongoing energy that went through it.

Who doesn’t believe that we are energetic beings needs to learn about the use of electro-convulsive therapy. ECT, as it is commonly known, is rather controversial treatment and in many countries is forbidden. Here, in Australia, it is still however a common treatment of choice for stabilizing mental health.

What I learned afterwards is that it is administered in combination with a medication, which makes the patient lose memory. At least that was the explanation given to me by a nurse, when I complained about a loss of memory at around the time of ECT.

Now, you might or might not agree with the use of ECT. I had my brain changed by its use multitude of times in the last 9 years. I can say that it seems to be the one and only resource in the medical field, which seems to deliver some desired result.

So, whether I agree with the administering of the electrical current to my brain or not, whether I like to undergo a seizure of a kind or not; I have to admit, that its result is rather mysterious, yet desired. It happens to somewhat reset and bring back my commonly accepted behaviors and beliefs.

And the persona that is accepted in the society at large, as well functioning, returns upon the effect of the ECT.

Yes, I am blatantly stating that it works, even though no one actually understands why and how.

The vegetable, which I become, right after the treatment with ECT, slowly and mysteriously dissipates and I start to return to make ‘sense’ again. My faculty of cognition and logic returned and I was even able to talk the doctors out of further treatment.

And if you ask why I need the treatment in the first place, you might be surprised to learn the truth. The truth is, that since my Kundalini awakening experience back in 2009, I at times enter a state of being, a state of mind, where I become ‘a danger’ to myself. I stop eating, drinking and sleeping. In that state, I can communicate with others, still cognitive, yet elevated. I feel very high energetically and can be very physically and mentally strong during that time.

That state is not yet sustainable or accepted by others. So until I am able to sustain it and survive it in this body, I understand that I still need to receive a treatment for it.

And until there is a better and humanely more acceptable treatment other than ECT, I will have to endure its course.

May the energy flow through you in harmony.

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SOLUTIONS RATHER THAN PROBLEMS

There are people who are able to see solutions before they even see anything closely related to a problem. And then there are others, who can ONLY see the problem. They actually see the problem in such a detail, that they create way more problems from the first one.

Now, I don’t know which one you relate to. You are blessed, if you can see yourself in the first scenario, being the person, who sees solutions rather than seeing problems. Frankly, I have been many times the problem seeker, who is in the second pool of people.

When something is presented to me as a grand idea my mind straight away does the following. It immediately starts to create the worst case scenarios and see all the problems associated with what could go wrong. Don’t get me wrong. This type of mental activity can be quite productive and helpful at times. For example when one needs to troubleshoot to test all the possible scenarios before execution of an idea. Well, then the thinking style that I learned can bring some needed warnings and perhaps even solutions that are good for the situation.

However, in the general scheme of things, it’s not exactly the most helpful of mental activities. The way things get done and how creations get created is by people I would call visionaries having a grand vision, usually beyond their time. When someone like that comes to an idea that is larger than their life, or perhaps at least larger than what the current reality is presenting to them, they start to fire up their mind with positive exciting activity. Creating a mental picture of the vision in a detail and as it would have already happened now.

One such person I can think of for the illustration purposes is Elon Musk. Most people at least heard of Elon. He is one of the, if not the greatest of, visionaries of our era. I definitely applaud and admire Elon’s perseverance and higher vision. And to drive the point home, he is not only a visionary, but gets stuff completed and on the roads.

My question to you and me now is: Are you a visionary? Or are you a whinge-nary?

Well, most of us would love to see ourselves as the first option. And if you happen to be in the whinge-nary category at the current moment, please note this.

Unless we recognize our own shortcomings, we are unable to best deal with them. It’s only when we come to realization that our mind is ‘soft’ wired to work in certain way, to create more problems, only since then we get the opportunity to change that.

There is still time to change. The first step on the way to change is awareness.

So rejoice as now you and I have an opportunity to recreate our mind to our desired way of thinking and being.

If you have some doubt, do some research about the science in the Neuroplasticity of the brain.

Until your next thought.

FROM “RICHES TO RAGS”, THE ROAD THROUGH HELL

Growing up in the time Czechoslovakia was under the communist regime sure was different from the freedom there is now. So while there were many restrictions, I learned that resilience is the key to overcoming obstacles, to keep my mouth shut when not asked, to be invisible, and that there are both borders and boundaries defining everything.

While at college I was part of the demonstrators against the communist government. At times we faced human shielded barriers and were expecting tanks to come rolling down at us. Fortunately for us all the time was right and the communist regime fell down before our eyes.

Later on after college I took on a few good jobs. English was still not a commonly used international language like it is today. Nudged by my parents I went to London  for a year to study English.

While there I supported my studies by living with, and looking after, two young girls. Childcare was never my strength. The younger girl was at times so challenging, that I would leave them both downstairs playing and watching TV and locked myself in my room upstairs.

One day I was so tired after a long weekend partying, that I slept when the family came home without keys. As they could not get in, the younger girl had to climb through an upstairs window to get home. All I recall was her entering my room, and as I was still asleep she screamed on the top of her lungs: “HANAAAA”! That much for my child minding qualities.

Upon return back to Prague I worked in a few good jobs and then found my way to the finance department of the British Embassy in Prague. A dream job working in a prestigious organization; with lovely group of people, meeting some well-known authorities. Among them was a quick personal chat with Prince Charles when he visited. I also assisted with the convoy transport of the delegates of NATO summit in Prague, having a great opportunity to enter the Air Force One plane while the crew was having a break.

All that was just perfect. However, I knew that if I stayed in that job, not much would change. I would most likely retire there and would still live with my parents.

So at a spur of a moment, I decided to take a chance and travel to the other side of the world to go to my friend’s wedding. It is a long journey so I decided to make the best of it and arranged to stay for the whole year. Not at my friends place of course, as that would be overstaying my welcome.

The first 6 months were tough learning. I went from a high profile jobs in Prague to not being able to find work in my field. Everywhere I asked, they told me they wanted someone with ‘local experience’. After some searching I took a job in hospitality, preparing sandwiches.

Coincidence had it that after some time making delicious sandwiches I was offered to run an overseas student agency in Sydney. One thing led to another and soon enough I have met Rado. Now, as it turned out, he was a great reason to stay in Australia. So I did extend my stay for another year, then another few, and later on made it permanent.

We happily settled in windy Sydney and later moved to sunny Brisbane. Life was good most of the time. Then in 2008 I went to all the possible and impossible seminars out there. Whether it was healing, investing or internet marketing, I’d done them all. After the massive dose of personal development, I left my corporate carrier and started my own healing venture. That seemed to be a bad move at first, as my confidence in my skills was lower than that of my clients.

So after a while at my home office, I fell into a depression which lasted for a few months.

Then I regained strength and trust in life and found an interesting retreat that promised (in my mind) the ultimate peace of mind and well-being on all levels. So I eagerly signed up.

After 6 days in total silence I was in total bliss. THEN ON DAY 8 MY WORLD SHATTERED.

Several years later I was still in the midst of the mental upheaval that had spun from the retreat.

I went through a massive dose of depression on several occasions, only to find out that depression is a sign of changing values and beliefs about our world construct and us.

The hopelessness that I felt back in those days was only understood by those who once went through it. There was no rational reason for me to be depressed. I had the life of other people’s dreams. And still… or maybe just because of that… I felt life was pointless and each day was a dreaded nightmare. That feeling lasted for some time. Understand months and years.

Then, after the worse passed and with a lot of support, I was back on my feet and ‘right in my head’. To be back to normal state of the mind was such a bonus. I felt recharged and regained some of my former self, with a new zest for living.

Only when I could see and accepted that I was actually fine, that life was worthy living, that people cared and that I had a mission to live, I recovered.

I found my calling in guiding others. In writing articles, blogs and books, coaching and teaching. I love the AHA moments of clarity, when things just come together. There is the deeper knowing, which means the truth is being revealed. Whether that is during writing of a text or the coaching session, it’s one of the most profound moments offered on the journey of self-discovery.

My mission is to live as an example of recovery, assist to found joy in life, help others create a future by design and trust in the higher power to deliver it.

May you be inspired and find your truth and joy.

COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET

Here it is! A breakthrough announcement. Let me tell you the story, so you know which closet it’s coming from.

There was a time in my life when things were not this smooth, but rather purely crazy. My relationships were an orderly chaos for many years. I actually made a bet that I will not marry. The partnerships that I got into were not very suitable for me and my work life was just a daily endeavor that kept me in a state of limbo for a long time. I had been living that way for too long, until I could not breathe in that life any longer.

The meaning of my life was a blur. Acting according to societal expectations, ingrained into me through my upbringing. I lived unaware of what this existence was all about. What I was all about. What my life meant and what was I here for.

When conformity became way too big a burden to drag around I packed one bag and left my country of origin. On my own. I knew nobody, where I was heading and I didn’t quite have a clue what I will do.

What kept me going was the need for a change of scenery. The need to get out of the uncomfortable feeling I had in the so called comfort zone. If I stayed where I was, nothing seemed to ever improve. So I had to carve my own life path.

The new beginning  in a new country was not easy. However, even through the first few years I was fairly stable and solid in my opinions about life and how I wanted to live it.

I met some interesting people on my journey and took upon a few opportunities and it all started to come together and bring me a new sense of belonging and identity. Things started to work out nicely. Until…

Until life had a joke up its sleeve for me and I was about to learn more about it.

Then one day I browsed the internet for places to go on holidays. I stumbled upon a 10 days silent meditation retreat, which was called Vipassana. My curious mind was engaged and once I found a bit more about it I was hooked. I wanted to try it. I was both daring and intrigued. To spend 10 days in complete silence, without any eye contact, with no sex, no writing, no technology, no books, no exercise, no alcohol, no drugs, no music…no distractions.

Well, it didn’t take much for me to decide to do it.

The retreat was set in a forest, in an environment of peaceful surroundings and wild wallabies, birds and other creatures. Just perfect set for such an intense 10 days meditation course.

I will skip the details of the retreat story here, and get to the point I want to make here.

My life shattered on that retreat. It was wild, crazy, deep, moving, painful and enlightening ride. I survived physically, yet everything in my psyche fell apart and re-birthed itself anew. It blew my mind, literally.

Life after the retreat was not in any shape or form the same as before.

The belief structures that were so well ingrained in my psyche shattered into millions of lights. Life suddenly made sense.

To know what I am talking about here exactly, you can Google these two words “Kundalini Awakening”, respectively for more descriptive detail of the events, you might want to read the book “Driven By Kundalini”.

I went from being a rather strong and solid practical personality for most years, to finding myself in the center of the whole universal life energy. Bliss is a good way to describe the state of mind, when our mind gets out of the way and the energies there are present and moving upwards.

Experience the eternity in a moment is the best I can call it. Hell and heavens meeting point.

What actually happened was that I ended up hospitalized and locked up in the ICU intensity care unit.

And that was just the beginning …

To leave you with some sort of wisdom from all this. Here is what I know now.

Life is best lived. Until we stretch our thinking mind, we don’t grow. Without support of the right kind, we might not progress as expected.

Let life be what it is, without expectations and attachments to the past or the future.

Be aware.