The Power of Writing from your Heart!

One day when I was at school as an 8 year old child, I discovered through a classmate, that I was an adopted child. When I asked my Mum about this when I got home she was devastated. Over the following years if I ever tried to talk to my mum about this she became extremely upset so I grew up believing that was something I must never talk to her about as it was too upsetting.

When I became a mum myself, and my second child had a serious medical emergency, I was asked for my medical history. I had been asked for that before for myself but always just told them I had no knowledge of it as I was adopted.

This time however, it was my baby’s life at stake. I felt so powerless, and useless for not being able to give any information at all.

Afterwards my husband urged me to try again to ask my Mum. I did ask but the only information I was given was that my birth name was Gloria Mary Doyle and my Bio mother’s Aunt had arranged my adoption. Her Aunt had been an important person as she was the Minister of Child Welfare when I was born and she had arranged my adoption. Her name was Dame Hilda Ross. She was dead. We had no way of finding out my bio mothers identity. in the meantime, Doctors had discovered what the cause of my baby’s illness was. She had contracted a rare form of viral meningitis. She experienced a full recovery over the next few weeks.

The desire to get hold of further information about my bio family was stronger than it had ever been before for both my husband and myself. However life got busy, everyone was well now, and keeping the peace seemed to be easier than rocking the boat any further.

After the birth of my last child who had spent his first 10 days in intensive care, the Doctors had once again been asking me for my family medical history. This time I was in no doubt whatsoever. I had to do it. The anxiety about upsetting my Mum was still very strong, but along with my husband, I was also very determined that we needed this information.

I had been doing a journal writing workshop just prior to this premature birth. So I decided to journal my way through this challenge.

In doing this I actually ended up writing a letter to mum. Having done that I felt much more at ease, and felt I would actually be strong enough to ask her. I went to see her with the letter in my bag in case I chickened out which was what eventually happened.

Just as I decided I would give her the letter, she suddenly said to me…” By the way! I have been thinking about how difficult it must be for you not knowing anything about your natural family. I’ve got something here for you.” With that she walked across the room and picked up a worn brown envelope. “These are your adoption papers”.

The letter I had written to my Mum was still in my handbag in its sealed envelope.

I couldn’t believe what had just happened. But I learned something powerful. I learned that when you write something with deep passion, unconditional love and powerful intention, and then let it go with gratitude….

Magic Can and Does Happen! And the Universe is Always Listening !

Love yourself Enough to Trust your inner promptings to express yourself, ask your questions, whether it is to write, paint, dance, sing, run or express yourself in some other way.

The Angels of the Universe, the Magic of the Universe, the Creator of the Universe, is always listening. But we have all been given the free will to make our own choices and they cannot intervene unless we Ask, or unless it has been agreed to before we came here.

Namaste’ Glo

Change Your Focus And Thrive !

I have found that one of the biggest hurdles we need to get over in life is that of achieving self-discovery, self-acceptance, self-forgiveness, self-love. 

Without it, we are unable to be truly authentic, to truly know ourselves, our strengths, our weaknesses, and to love ourselves unconditionally regardless. 

If we are unable to love ourselves unconditionally, we will surely struggle to do the same for others and will miss out on experiencing one of the most amazing gifts of this human existence. 

We spend our lives growing up with the need to meet the expectations of others, to please, to keep others happy, to follow the rules that are imposed on us. In other words, we are trained to look outside of ourselves rather than to look within ourselves.

By looking ‘outside’ ourselves we find a someone to measure ourselves against. Some have attributes that we wish we had and who can leave us feeling ‘less than them’,  while others give us the opportunity to stroke our wounded ego as we find we can  judge those who leave us feeling ‘more than’ them.  This can help us to feel superior when others fall off the wagon or fail at something.
“I would never do this or do that. How could they?”

The news media thrives on feeding us information to keep us outwardly focused. Talk back shows where everyone has their opinion about someone else’s life choices.

One group supports the subject while another rubbishes it. Yet as long as we are looking outwardly at the events around us, observing other people’s choices, we don’t need to have a look at ourselves. At our own strengths and our own weaknesses.

At the end of the day, we are all here on this earth for a finite period to live a very brief life on earth before we leave.  From the moment we are born our body is destined to die.

We can spend our whole lifetime focusing on other peoples lives, choices, good and bad.

Or we can spend some time focusing on discovering who we really are, what our deepest strengths are, overcoming the fears and the beliefs that hold us back from achieving the dream that lies deep within our hearts.

Ego will always try to keep us outwardly focused!

Spirit takes us within, to unearth our true identity, our true purpose, where we can identify our true passion and reason for being alive on this earth at this time for this brief time.  

Ego raises the voice of overwhelming Fear. Fear of failure. It creates obstacles, oh but what if ? doubts, it get’s really sad, it gets scared.  It rages, it blames, it thrives on self-pity, poor me, and can eventually become very angry and destructive.

My own life journey has encompassed so many of these steps The highs and the lows. But that is Ok. That is the journey.  It takes nothing away from who I truly am.

Spirit offers us courage and whispers’ You are not alone, Let go, Trust, and Never Give up!’ 

  • Hope says  ‘There is always a rainbow after a storm, and spring will always follow the darkest coldest winter.’
  • Faith says ‘Yes You Can!  You can choose to create what your heart is longing for you to bring into your life.’  
  • Love says ‘I Am !  I Am in You and You are in Me and together we can be an almighty and powerful force for change.’ 

Namaste
Glo


Mindset Awareness

Creating Mindset Awareness in just 2 minutes !

4 Steps you can take to help to strengthen your Mindset Awareness in less than 2 Minutes.

We all think constantly, thousands of thoughts can filter through our minds in an hour. When the thoughts are happy, hopeful, nice things we can feel lighter, happier and joyful where as when we are thinking anxiously, reflecting on future fears, or painful life events from the past, we can feel utterly miserable. If we are suffering and in pain, then the pain can dominate everything else.

The following exercise is to simply help to set up an awareness of your thought patterns and will take you less than a minute or two to set up and complete.

You will need a notebook, diary or even just a post it and a pen before you start and just 2 x 2 minute blocks of time each day for a week.

Step 1

Make a declaration that you will take 2 minutes twice a day to do this for a week.

Step 2

Stop what you are doing, sit down, and write for just 30 seconds every thought that arises during that time . Don’t skip anything … don’t judge … don’t analyze.. just write.

Step 3

When your time is up then count – How many thoughts did you have in this 30 seconds ?

Step 4

Read them and notice – how relevant or helpful were they ? If there is something among all of these that you feel you need to take action on, highlight it and follow that through, otherwise just notice, and become aware of the types of things that are coming up in your thoughts.

After a week, you may find that you are starting to become more aware of your thought patterns. You may even start to notice how some of your thoughts trigger emotional responses, annoyance, frustrations, stress, physical responses, tapping the pen, tense fingers, foot tapping. You may find that you are no longer having as many thoughts in the 30 seconds and this could be because you may be consciously starting to notice your thinking at other times, not just when you are specifically writing them down.

And that is the purpose of this exercise.

The latest research is now showing that more than 95 % ( even up to 98% ) of what we know lies deep within our subconscious with less than 5 % being in our conscious awareness.

Developing Mindset awareness however, can assist us to connect to our silent place, the place where we can slow our thoughts as we breathe, and become more aware of our inner calm, our own deep soul space where the ego of our mind is calmed by the knowing of our hearts hidden power, our spiritual connection to something so much bigger that lies deep within us, but also connects to our Source, our Creator, to the Love of All That Is.

Where everything is taken care of. Where thoughts can create positive outcomes if we give them the space to do that. To focus, to open our minds eye to love fulfilled outcomes, and feel and express the gratitude as if what we are creating, is already here.

Namaste’

Glo

The Art of Self Mastery & Authenticity

The Art of Self Mastery & Authenticity !
 
I believe that one of the biggest hurdles we need to get over in life is that of achieving Self-mastery. Without it, we are unable to be truly authentic, to truly know ourselves, our strengths, our weaknesses, and to love ourselves unconditionally.
 
If we can’t love ourselves unconditionally, we will surely struggle to do the same for others and will miss out on experiencing one of the most amazing gifts of this human existence.
In my generation growing up during the 1950’s amd 60’s  there was a  need to meet the expectations of others, to please and keep others happy, to follow the rules that were imposed on us, to be respectful, and obedient. If we failed to comply, or broke imposed  rules, we would be punished –  reprimanded, sometimes physically and guilt and shame would often be the result.  Often we would look at the behaviors of others to see just how we measured up  against  those who had been in more trouble than us and that could  help us to not feel quite as guilty. I can recall doing  this myself frequently, comforting myself by thinking .. ‘but i’m not as bad as ……… She was much naughtier because she  did something much worse. 
We were growing up learning  to look outside of ourselves rather than to look within ourselves.  
 
It was always easy to find someone to  measure ourselves against, to justify our own behavioral choices although while some have attributes that we wish we had and who can leave us feeling less than them, others can give us the opportunity to stroke our wounded ego as we find we can judge those who leave us feeling a little better than them.
 
It helps us to feel superior when others fall off the wagon or fail at something. “Did you know about … see that, hear about what she… ? I would never do this or do that. ?”
Today the news media thrives on feeding us information to keep us outwardly focused. Everyone has their opinion about someone else’s life choices. One group supports the subject, and another rubbishes it. It can be really divisive and devastatingly destructive.
 
As long as we are looking outwardly at the events around us, at other peoples’ choices, we don’t need to have a look at ourselves. At our own weaknesses, or at  our own strengths !
 
At the end of the day, we are all here on this earth for a Finite period to live a very brief life before we expire. From the moment we are born our body is destined to die.
We can spend our whole lifetime focusing on other peoples’ lives, choices, good and bad.
 
Or we can spend some time focusing on discovering who we really are, what our deepest strengths are, overcoming the fears and the beliefs that hold us back from achieving the dream that lies deep within our hearts. We can connect to our higher selves, our wiser selves, our loving and compassionate selves.
 
Ego will always try to keep us outwardly focused
 
Spirit takes us within, to unearth our true identity so we can identify our deepest passion and purpose. Our reason for choosing to be alive on earth at this time in history, for however brief the time may be.
Ego can often respond with overwhelming fear. It wants to protect us from failure and can creates obstacles, buts, doubts and fill us with anxiety and deep fear.
Sometimes it can rage, blame, become overwhelmed with self-pity, poor me, and sometimes become angry and destructive and leave us feeling really confused and stuck.
 
Spirit offers us courage and whispers “You are not alone, You can do this, I am with you. Let go, Trust, and Never Give up”.
Hope says “There is always a rainbow after a storm, and spring will always follow the darkest coldest winter.”
 
Faith says “Yes You Can! You can choose to create what your heart is longing for you to bring into your life.”
 
Love says “I Am! I am in you as You are in me and together we can be an almighty and powerful force for change.”
                                                                   Namaste’
                                                                                           Glo

That moment of profound peace when clarity finally reveals herself !

Over recent years I’ve had a nagging question about my true life purpose.

It happens to mums like myself,  as our children grow, become independent and start making their own choices and taking responsibility for their own lives.  The role of a mother changes quite profoundly and that was certainly the case for me.  Even though I had a career of sorts, and welcomed the resulting reduction of dishes, washing,  somehow losing the role of being the one responsible for my children’s needs, was a huge grief, a loss of meaning, of purpose.

To grow up and be a mother had been my dream for as long as I could remember.  I was an only child and longed for a sister to play with.  When I discovered I was also adopted, I was determined that one day I would get married and have my very own family, and I wanted at least 10 children, and to marry a farmer and live in the country.

I was married to my husband Dave at 17, we had our  first child a few months later having just turned 18, and over the next 17 years had 5 further children.  I didn’t marry a farmer or live in the country but I married my soul mate and together we achieved what I considered my life purpose.  To bring life into the world and to love and nurture our children till sometimes I thought my heart would completely burst with love. I was never happier than when I was carrying or nursing one of my children.  I used to wish that time would stop right there in those awe filled moments and stay like that forever. I joined playcentre and stayed there for 17 years.

To then have to let each of my children go, one at a time as they became independent and made their own life choices, was like a double edged sword, deep pride and satisfaction on one side and a sense of redundancy and  torture on the other.

After the first three had left to begin their independent lives,  my husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer and passed away.  My younger three became my focus, along with my work which I now needed to be able pay the mortgage etc.   Then I formed a new relationship and over the next few years my younger children also moved away as they matured and stepped into their own independence.

I  was so very proud of each of my children .  But oh how I missed the little things.   The music they played,  the sounds of the voices when they came through the door after school with friends in tow, even when they would  create mess in our tiny kitchen which I would sometimes come home to.

I  had  formed a new relationship,  was working full time, and we connected when we were  able,  but life was so busy for everyone gradually the distance started to grow.  Then an unexpected accident meant I eventually needed to move house and this only  increased the distance between us.

Deep down in my heart, the ache to be back in the past continued to keep me stuck.  I loved my new space, my new work, but I still grieved for what was gone.

” What is there that is  really left for me to do now? ” became my question.

What can I do that brings  real meaning and a sense of purpose, of making a difference, of participating in creating something worthwhile? What am I supposed to do next ?

Today I met clarity !    Watch this space.