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CRAZY BY NATURE, BLISSED OUT

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I have a conviction I want to make today. It’s been some time, actually since the year 2009, since my ‘first awakening’. And today I want to talk a bit about what that means in my life experiences. People often hear about some form of ‘awakening’ on a regular basis, but what it really means for those involved?

I will tell you my personal recent example. Today is a rather special day for me. Just because I am still alive and breathing, cognitive and able to somehow function. It’s been very interesting past two and half weeks. My attendance in the mental health ward was truly somewhat different than the previous xx times. This time round, I went in there still functioning consciously very well , yet with a massive dose of energy that could not be contained. My body was up and running on Prana. I didn’t have the need for food, drink or sleep. That was very energy draining for my husband though, who didn’t get his needed sleep either. After a couple of days like that, he had no choice, but to take me to hospital.

Now, what happened with me there could be viewed as very distressing and hard to understand for anyone involved, especially myself. After some time on the open ward, I had been put into seclusion and it was not pretty at all. Not wanting to scare people off, or to sound very negative and frightening, I will try my best to provide the most objective overview of the situation.

The energy called Kundalini, or whatever one wishes to refer to it, was very high in me and as I was not allowed to ‘ride it’ I felt like caged animal. Due to consequently being treated with a doses of ECT, and the administering of some specific memory disturbing medication (about which I learned now from a nurse friend of mine) I have a loss of memory for about a week or so. However, saying that still makes me wonder, what specific behaviour did I do, that put me in danger of myself, that the doctors decided to put me into seclusion and treat me with ECT.

For some time after the ECT I was pure vegetable. Only some good healing time later I was back to my ‘commonly acceptable’ self, and able to reason and apply logic to my voice. And that was when the doctors listened to me and refrained from administering further doses of already agreed upon ECT. True relief was, that I was able to speak for myself acceptable well enough to change their regular form of treatment. I had challenged their methods for some time already, so it was nice to be respected for who I presented as.

While in the hospital ward, I met with some interesting people. Patients and nurses. Everyone was there for some reason, sometimes not knowing why. Yet the most important thing that I learned was that we are all in this together. The staff, the patients, the visitors, all. We are all threading our life path without instructions. Just living to our best knowledge and understanding of what life is about. Oftentimes keeping occupied, to avoid looking at the depth of our being. Avoiding feeling the many individual traumas that our life journey provided. Being part of life existence, being deeply touched by experiences and learning to teach ourselves the best possible way to drive our conscious existence.

Awakening as such is the process of shattering of the structured concept of the self and the others. The understanding through experience that there is the oneness of all there is, and that we are all part of it in our own uniqueness. The bursting out of seams of the conscious mind, reaching deep into the unconscious and subconscious and pulling out the weeds that got planted there. Awakening means different things to different people. To me it’s the above and beyond.

Now being back in the familiar environment that I cherish dearly, I appreciate the small things life provides. Like getting awake every morning. Like being able to breathe air. Like having a family that loves and accepts me with all the faults and quirks that I provide. That and more makes me grateful. Friends who are there for me when I feel that I need their attention.

I dare you to question your existence in a way that challenges your own beliefs. I dare you and me to live up to our best self, to be the true Self actualized. To self realize.

Find the truth of who you are and live that. I experience glimpses of my true higher self in the moments that felt blissful and free. The higher purpose of life is revealed in those moments of clarity and connection. There is more to life than the daily grind that we are often times part of.

Shed the shell of conditioning and find a path to the truth. It gets revealed through deeper experiences and often looks crazy to masses. I am here to shake my own concepts. To apply what I preach in my own life. To heal my broken being through understanding and attention.

Here I am, still crazy as ever and able to perceive the underlying fabric of life existence. Seeing the influence of life around me through my eyes and feeling the energy in my body. Being in the body, yet not the body. Moving air through my nostrils and keeping the body alive and functioning, unconsciously conscious.

Feel the air you breathe in and out in a moment of conscious living.

Breathe freely and live consciously.

SOLUTIONS RATHER THAN PROBLEMS

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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.

Alternative to Alcoholic beverages

WHEN ALCOHOL STARTED TO MAKE SENSE

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If you think that this is another one of my confessions following the last few articles, you might be surprised. Yes, I am going to speak about drinking of alcohol and when it all started to make sense. However, it won’t be the story about getting sober after a night of drinking…

What I want to ponder about today with you is the following. The reasons for drinking of alcohol may seem to vary between individuals. Often having some form of alcoholic drink is seen as a nice touch to a well prepared meal.  Then there are occasions, like celebrations of any kind, where alcohol plays its celebrity status. And the last but not least of the groups of alcohol drinking occasions are those days and moments when people are just drinking for the sake of getting drunk.

So what about alcohol is so elusively attractive? I would like to share with you my discovery on alcohol drinking.

It’s not the fact, that it tastes good (which in most cases it DOESN’T, until one gets used to it, or drunk enough). It’s not even the fact, that it’s the drink of choice when socializing with others and we are often influenced by other peers to a drink.

The attractiveness of alcohol is simple.

It is the power of this etheric substance that brings our mind out of the controlling role and takes us away from our day to day issues. Most people, when they drink alcohol (perhaps a bit more than a half of a glass) start to feel like their troubles start to wash away; they become more confident in their expression and speech; their behavior starts to be more open and expressive.

Now, I will say that all of the above characteristics are not typical behavior for the person. They will show, however, their true personality traits revealed. The good, the bad, the ugly. All of it at once, sometimes.

When did alcohol start to make sense?

To answer that I will choose my own way of putting it. Alcohol made sense, because it is the ‘shortcut’, respectively a ‘quick fix’ to the feelings that people are yearning for. The feelings of joy; connection to something greater than themselves; acceptance of who they are; being in the moment; not having to worry about a single thing. The essence of alcohol drinking is to numb the controlling, nagging, always present conscious mind!

So saying all of the above, as a non-alcohol beverages drinker, I would like to offer an alternative to alcohol drinking. Can you relate to the above words and find alcohol relaxing? Then I would recommend you to try some form of relaxation, that doesn’t involve damage to your brain cells and slow destruction of your organs.

One of my suggested options to alcohol could be to try some non-alcoholic fermented drinks, for example Kombucha. That would be first step that would allow you to still enjoy the acquired taste of something tart and fizzy, without the side effects of alcohol consumption.

The next step would be to look at your thought patterns, in a way of self-discovery (read up on CBT if you like) and finding the reason behind the need to drink. And then find some relaxing music (that doesn’t make you emotionally charged), simple meditation or just plain rain drops or bird sounds to keep your mind occupied in a better way than drinking of alcohol.

And the last tip I would give you. If you feel pressure from your peers to have a drink as a social gesture, please find other friends. If that is not possible, be the friend that brings in a few bottles of Kombucha and offer it to others as an alternative to alcohol (perhaps not even saying that it’s non-alcoholic if you prefer).

Sober and joyous life.

FROM “RICHES TO RAGS”, THE ROAD THROUGH HELL

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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.