It is Spring and we have just experience a Full Moon. Both are wonderful times for getting rid, letting go or releasing what no longer serves us in order for the new to have space to blossom.
In the spirit of the season, I have just finished moving my office from the main floor of our house to the second floor and moving my client space to the first floor.
What was I thinking?! My heart knew I needed the move even though my head hadn’t caught up to the ‘why’.
It was a major undertaking to be sure. Cleaning, painting, sorting, de-cluttering as well as thinking, pondering, wondering and playing. I knew on a level that there were multiple reasons why this move was in order and I was happy to have an open mind during the process.
The move allowed me the time to be with all my books, journals, oracle card decks, course materials, crystals, magical tools, things on my altars, salt lamps, paper, craft items, binders full of articles, candles, pictures and the list could go on.
In the week it took me to sort all of this stuff out, I kept thinking, wow, I am on an extraordinary journey. One that I thought I started eighteen years ago when I began my “Spiritual” journey but in reality it began many years before that.
Two major events came to my mind. A year’s trip and a move to a farm.
When I was ten years old my family went on a year’s trip in our little Citation trailer.
We travelled through the US, into Mexico and flew to the UK where my brother and I attended school for a term. Talk about an amazing adventure!
When we arrived home, things weren’t the same. We weren’t the same. Even at eleven years of age I knew I didn’t fit in.
My experiences of the year away travelling exposed me to a huge world, various cultures and different people. My life was so different than my friends.
Within two years of arriving home from our big year’s trip, my parents bought a farm and we moved from the city to the farm the summer before I started high school. It seemed like a good idea at the time and we were up for another adventure.
It was hard to try to adapt to being the “city kids” in a rural environment, going to school where we really didn’t fit in. My brother and I did our best to ‘fit in’ by playing lots of sports, participating in whatever clubs and events were available.
We made the best of our years on the farm and I chose to move back to the city when I went to University. For some reason, I thought that coming back to the city would provide me with a feeling of fitting in…it didn’t.
Over the years I have come to understand that my life has been one big extraordinary adventure. With a willing explorer’s heart I go forth to discover new things and places. I like being a trailblazer.
I do not like conformity and break the rules, or challenge them constantly. How could I possibly “fit in”?
As I set up my new office and healing room for my clients, I was content and happy in the knowledge that I don’t fit in and that is what makes me unique.
At my core I am a catalyst with intuitive insights, bold ideas and out-of-the-box solutions. The idea of fitting in kinda goes against who I am.
From a social perspective the emphasis of fitting in is overrated. If we just accept that fact, and showed up as our authentic selves daily, what could be possible for us?