Dear Wise & Ageless Goddess
'If you don't walk your true path, you don't find your true people.' - Martha Beck (The Way of Integrity) Our family has what's known as a Covid dog. Unused to company during the lockdown years of his puppyhood, Pippin developed a suspicion of strangers and to this day dislikes anyone approaching him other than those of us in his original family bubble and an innocent friendly hand held out to pet the cute Cavalier unleashes his inner fierce wolf! So you can imagine the problem over the recent weeks of the attic conversion (mentioned in previous blog post) when day after day groups of workmen would come through our home. Despite our best efforts to contain the wee beastie, there were times we’d have to roar a warning ‘Don’t put your hand out to the dog!’. But one day a workman came in and Pippin to our amazement remained in cutie-pie mode. In fact I’d never seen him behave so calmly with a total stranger. He walked confidently up to him, circled him for a moment and then wagging his tail trotted back to his cushion and contentedly curled up to sleep. Truly surprised I asked the man ‘What have you got that no one else does?’ ‘Oh I could tell he didn’t want to be touched. I love dogs - in fact I train Alsations’ he replied. It struck me as awesome the communication that passed between the dog and man who carried about him an invisible energy or frequency which Pippin recognised as safe and trustworthy. He was simply true to his nature and Pippin a creature of nature, instinctively knew that. When we own the presence of our true nature everything around us responds to that. The whole of nature works with us and we experience less challenge and resistance, more synchronicity and flow. BECOMING TRUE The presence of our true nature is forever trying to catch our attention - in the words of a song, the appearance of a robin, the fall of a feather on our shoulder, a penny dropped from heaven or a heart shaped stone at our feet. Remember in my previous post when I talked about feeling displaced and disconnected when my beloved 'sanctuary' became the hall and stairway for the new attic conversion? It was three messages one after the other - a conversation in a popular TV program, a comment in a podcast and a point of view in a newsletter - which directed my attention to what I needed to know. That I'd outgrown the old version of me but the new version was not quite here yet. There's a new version? I hadn't expected that. And my feeling of displacement was replaced with a feeling of excitement for what's to come. Many of you responded feeling something similar and like me found the feeling put into these words a hopeful message. It shifts our attention from that which we are no longer to that which we are becoming. Then Guess what happened?....... Moving intuitively, I decided to create a one day workshop based on 'The lure of our Becoming'. Calling it BECOMING TRUE - A Living Magically Everyday workshop, I set the date. Within two hours of finalising the arrangements I received an email out of the blue. It read: 'Please let me know when you have dates for a new workshop'. Within an hour of that, I had registered my first participant. When we act true to our nature, nature responds in kind. We're moving into the final quarter of this year. If 2023 hasn't delivered all you hoped lets catch it by the tail and shake it up a bit! _________________________________________________ Join me for this one day BECOMING TRUE workshop at: The United Arts Club, Fitzwilliam Street, Dublin 2. on: Saturday November 4th from: 9.30am to 6pm Early registration Fee €85 Workbook, snacks and all materials supplied. _______________________________________________
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Dear Wise & Ageless Goddess, It's been some time since I've been in touch - three months to be exact and I think I've something quite personal to share today which will also explain what's been going on 'in the gap' between emails from May to September. I find that September brings the suggestion of a new season but is not quite done with the old, one that is neither Summer nor Autumn. A space between seasons you could say. My husband and I recently made the decision to convert our bungalow attic into a loft apartment. This conversation is where my mind has been all summer. And while everything in our home has been temporarily displaced to accommodate the work, I have to admit to feeling displaced in other ways too. The most ideal location for the new hall and stairway was the exact spot where my sacred space (and my beloved writing desk) has resided for the past seven years and whilst I'm more than happy to make way for the exciting new progress, for the moment I find that I am between one space and another in more ways than one. Without my sanctuary and all 'my things' to anchor me, my grounding practices, exercises and rituals of gratitude, journaling and meditation all drew to a halt while the conversion work took over. No writing, no angel or oracle cards, no creating new programs or workshops. No social media posts, emails to this lovely WAG community or planning for the Tuesday Night Club and future guests. This all felt a little like I'd gone for a swim and drifted out to sea. But by the time I noticed I'd travelled so far out, I couldn't see the shoreline anymore. How was I to get back? I wondered had I come to the end of my creative flow? Had I lost touch with inspiration, intuition and my inner wise woman? Had I somehow deactivated my connection to my higher senses? The Universe had become strangely silent and I couldn't feel an answer or any insight coming to me as I had done with such ease in the past. Then a strange thing happened...... Just as (in the olden days) you'd wait an age for a bus only to have three come along together, the silent Universe pinged into action with one, then another then yet another message for me from three different sources and all in the space of a week! MESSAGE ONE The first dropped while watching the final episode, series 2 of the Sex In The City sequel 'And Just Like That' last week. One character Che Diaz* was discussing their emotional state with a friend after a career and relationship breakdown. 'The old me (pardon the French) is f***'d and the new me is not here yet', they explained. This struck a chord with me. Che was allowing their difficult experiences form something new and in the space of what's over and what's yet to be, they were not lost but evolving. MESSAGE TWO A couple of days later I was out walking listening to a Podcast by Danielle LaPorte (author How To Be Loving and The Desire Map). In the episode Danielle was talking bout the seasons we all experience emotionally, physically spiritually etc. and she confessed that she had been going through a Spiritual Winter - a time of quiet and natural evolution - but that she could feel it was coming to an end. 'I feel my Spring is coming but it's not quite here yet.' She explains. There it was again. The space between. MESSAGE THREE
Then last Tuesday the Universe dug right in. I was catching up on an email newsletter from Marie Forleo (author Everything Is Figureoutable) in which she asked the question: 'Have you ever gone through a season of life where things that once worked don't work anymore? That you've outgrown a version of yourself but the new version is not quite here yet?' Once again, for the third time and in the exact same language, the Universe had spoken and the message was clear. It said:- The space in between is a valid space Trina, where a new version of you is evolving and about to expand. You haven't lost anything. You are becoming something new. It's just not here yet... My experience this summer has taught me that the imagined lost magic is like trees in Winter marinading in the compost of the life that was and waiting for the sap of new possibilities, excitement and enthusiasm to rise. The exact right space for a new kind of magic and creativity to form and grow and now I can feel the promise of new plans, opportunities and ideas coming to me. Just not quite yet. Today, the attic conversion is almost complete. In the once forgotten and ignored space above us are now surprisingly large, airy, sunlit rooms and very soon we expect the sound of life and laughter ringing through them. So what about you dear Wise One? Perhaps you too have felt you've outgrown some part of yourself - a hobby, job, relationship, the place you live, your routine, appearance or style, finances, decor, way of doing things - but the new you is not quite here yet? Prepare the way with plenty of self care and soulful nourishment. Tune in and let the magic evolve. I'd love to hear your story so do reply and let me know how you're getting on. I'll be in touch soon with news of new Tuesday Night Club gatherings, a gorgeous new workshop and a couple of surprises. And who know what else might turn up! In the meantime happy September and wishing you many more days of late summer sunshine. Keep making your own kind of magic. Trina X |
AuthorTuesday Night Club for Wise & Ageless Goddesses founder, writer, Life Coach and workshop facilitator Trina Keane shares her thoughts on women's wisdom, magic, wellness and maintaining good vibrations for health, happiness and longevity. Archives
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