A Simple Guide To Remembering Who You Are
Lit by the glow of a computer screen, my face is reflected in the glass doors leading outside. Out there a winter ready sky is etched with the spidery outlines of maples barely visible as night falls. Their leaves are gone. It’s just me and my reflection. No tweets, no pokes, no stats, no emails, no Facebook updates tumbling across my laptop.
I’ve shut out the noise tonight to create some space. Space for inspiration, space to allow who I am and what I want to hover, gather and dance a little. Space for me to spend time with her, the ghost in the window.
She’s been a bit of an apparition lately, up all hours of the night surfing, creeping and clicking through to places that promise fast results, big numbers and huge earning potential. I don’t remember why she started down this path, but I do know it’s time to help her find her way back before she gets lost.
And so I’ve created this trail of breadcrumbs to a clearing – a space where she can find herself again – find room to breathe, take a step back, and reflect upon that reflection in the window – a space where she can reconsider and reposition herself down a path where purpose and passion are her traveling companions.
Already I’m breathing easier as I sit back and look over at the torn piece of paper I’ve posted next to my desk for inspiration. The familiar words fuel my heart like oxygen.
“Not gifted with genius, but honestly holding her experience deep in her heart, she keeps it simple and humane. Not worrying about style, she is herself, she breathes fully, she is alive, and she remembers to write.” ~ Adapted from Nanao Sakaki’s Inch by Inch translation of Issa’s haiku and Natalie Goldberg’s The Wild Mind.
That is it. That is my beautiful reminder – a bread crumb leading me in the direction of my calling. I breath the words in fully and know that things are already shifting. I am done with being hooked up to my laptop like it’s life support. I am done with getting the slow drip of injections from my social network feeds and riding the euphoric waves of rising feedburner counts. That’s not breathing fully and being alive. That’s actually me gasping for breath because I’ve jumped on some virtual bandwagon that’s headed somewhere I don’t want to go.
And so in this space that I’ve created on this still and lovely autumn evening, I will reconsider and reposition myself. I will turn back the clocks and get back to being me – get back to what I love and why I began this blog in the first place. I will pull the plug when it’s time to write and time to live. And when I do reconnect I will do so through meaningful conversations and mindful human connections. I will focus on inspiring, helping, writing, sharing, collaborating, serving and loving. I will remember who I am and I will try to move along my path with focus, with joy and with intention.
If I comment, tweet and update a little less, forgive me. But rest assured, I will be here writing, learning, sharing and responding in the only way that makes sense to me – here on this path – a path where I am remembering who I am.
Here is a simple guide to remembering who you are.
give yourself permission to take a moment to really look at yourself and where you are
create some room for those voices in your head to speak their mind, and then try to hear them
be fearless with change – it might be the best thing you ever did
let go those things that are not a reflection of who you want to be and who you really are
be what you were meant to be in all its crazy shapes and guises – why wait?
love who you have been, who you are now and who you are going to be – it’s all you
move in a direction that enhances, empowers and deepens your life
It’s just past midnight. Winter is around the corner. Change is in the air. And right now, I am who I am. And that is enough.