When It’s Time to Move

We move for many reasons. Sometimes, we’re running away from something we don’t want. Other times, we’re running towards something we do want. Either way, the impulse to move is a call for change. It’s the closing of one chapter and the starting fresh of a new sentence. We may not have a clue where it will lead, but we know when we know, that it’s time to move on.

And move on, we must, because:

“Why, why are people all balls of bitter dust? Because they won’t fall off the tree when they’re ripe. They hang on to their old positions when the position is over-past, till they become infested with little worms and dry-rot.”
— D.H. Lawrence (Women in Love)

Muscles that are not used in taking action will atrophy. If we have reached a degree of fulfillment of our potential in a certain environment, and there’s not much space left or room to grow (in the way that our desires imagine it), then it’s imperative we seek out a place where we can thrive, expand, and stretch.

When the impulse to move hits, try as we might to suppress it, we’ll feel unsettled until finally, finally, we admit that this is what we wanted all along. The fear of an unknown outcome, the comfortable clinging to the safety zone, eventually becomes like the suffocating cocoon. Break out, or die. We realize that if we don’t go forward, we’re going backward.

“If not now, when?”
— Hillel the Elder

Sometimes, getting ‘ready’ for The Move can take decades. Like a fledgling, it may take a push from the nest before the courage to fly is summoned.

“… the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too.”
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Once we decide — really decide — and fully commit ourselves to a move (whatever that move may be), then the universe orchestrates itself to support that decision. Circumstances show up. If we waffle, so will the universe. If we focus steadfastly, then we will achieve our desired outcome. It may not be in the same timescale or packaging that we expect; but it will be undoubtedly the best ‘big picture’ outcome.

When It’s Time to Move © August 13, 2011 | Annie Zalezsak

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Pay Attention to Intuition

We get so caught up in the influences of our friends, family and community, we often ignore our gut instincts. Humans have intuition for a reason. It’s our “early warning system” there to guide us to safety and that which is for our highest good. When the facts stack up one way, and intuition blares the opposite, always go with intuition.

Many people will agree in theory; but how often do we practice following intution? Modern society has taught us to invest in logic over instinct; much to our detriment, in many cases. The more we act predictably and logically, the more we find ourselves in a hamster wheel. It’s safe. It may even be fun. But it goes nowhere, fast.

We have to stop. Sit silently. Tune in to the heart. Hear it speak. Sure enough, it has words for us; or at the very least, a feeling. A hunch. If we stay loyal to it, all is as it should be.

If we don’t, we will perpetuate a pattern, again and again; a habit that is challenging to break. We’ll repeat responses, create the same outcomes over and over, and learn nothing.

If we pay full attention to our intuition, chances are we will be, act or do differently. This will instigate a new outcome. Perhaps it’s what our higher self was calling us to become all along.

Pay Attention to Intuition © July 14, 2011 | Annie Zalezsak

Our Human Family

A rare jewel among our species, Maggie Doyne has done what so many of us deeply desire: to single-handedly attempt to change the world, impact humanity, and utterly trust that the money and the means will show up to accomplish it. She inspires us to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that if she can do this, we are all capable of creating something similar. Let’s all remember our human family, and engage with positivite activity to connect and create a better home for us all.

 

Maggie Doyne — Why the human family can do better from The Do Lectures on Vimeo.

Becoming a Modern Nomad

I am a restless soul. Every moment of every day of my life must count for something, mean something, or I get very restless. I need to be where I am needed most; where I am nourished most. It’s a great big world out there. Why settle in one spot, decay and rot, in the name of putting down roots? We’re not trees. Humans have legs that are made for walking.

It took me many, many years to accept my nomadic self. The excuse to move has always been for work experience, a career move, more affordable cost of living. The truth is, my feet itch, my spirit yearns for renewal of Self, of fresh eyes, new perspectives, greater awareness, expanded possibilities. The traditional: own a home, have a family, get the latest devices everyone else has, while ‘nice’, has never been a motivation for me. In fact, once I acquire a certain amount of material possessions, there is a point at which it feels so burdensome, I need to get rid of it entirely. This is true to some degree of places I live, and even people (if they are stagnant in their own lives).

I used to be hard on myself about this. Like, it’s wrong. Like, I should be settled and own a home at my age. I should stick with my job because who’s going to give me another when fresh blood is so bountiful? But, this is my life, and I’m going to do it my way, and the consequences may not actually be so bad from my point of view. To some, the worst thing in the world may be to have nothing. But imagine the freedom!

The tribal way was nomadic. If a place no longer served, the community got up and shifted elsewhere. At a time when there were no borders, where instincts and intuition were followed, when shamans led and the people trusted, this is the innate natural behaviour of the human being on earth. Modern society is so fixated on ownership, on insurance, on legal boundaries – all oppressive fear-inducing tactics – resulting in depression, stuckness, and suicide (of spirit, if not body). For me, this kind of life is something I no longer accept.

It wasn’t until I fully accepted the possibility that I could become homeless, penniless, jobless and wind up with nothing – that I could begin to let go of all my possessions to free myself entirely of their responsibility, so I could be true to the wandering spirit that I am and live as a modern nomad. It is getting to a place of Fearlessness of the Unknown.

As I shed the excess baggage I’ve accumulated, I remain open to any and all possibilities that come my way. Open to learning, being, becoming, evolving.

Is there any other way to live? For me, this is the best way to live!

Becoming a Modern Nomad © March 16, 2011 | Annie Zalezsak

The Unfolding (a Poem)

The Unfolding

First he stirs,
this way and that
nothing feeling right.

Not knowing which way to go
he moves blindly ahead
not seeing, not hearing just moving.
Not hearing a sound, he misses all opportunity to learn.
Blindly going about his day like the living dead,
unaware of the treasures around him, of the song in the air.
Unaware of the needs of others. Even his own needs ignored.

Then one day he awakens,
a sense that something’s not right.
What it is he does not know…

Yelling out to God he screams that “life is not fair”.
How could he leave him abandoned when he needed him most.
How could he let him live in a world full of pain.
Surely there must be more to life than this, otherwise, what would be the point.
And although he is awake, he still does not see.
He continues to blame others, to blame God, to blame the world.
You see, he feels that he plays no part in creating the life he has.
He feels helpless, powerless to make an impact. He has become pitiful.

Carrying so much baggage with him he continues on, feeling more and more
laden with responsibility, hate and pain. Bitterness has become his companion,
loneliness his guide. His light slowly fizzing out. His eyes blank and dead!

And then he knows.

He sees for the first time his life as he has created it.
He sees that the pain and sorrow he carries, is his own.
Something inside has changed. No longer the victim he lifts himself up,
creating a life that shines so bright that others are attracted to him
and want to learn how they, too, can create this life.

They too want to know… and on it goes, spreading far and wide.
More and more people rejoicing in…

The Unfolding of Truth!

Feeling Good

Many vocalists have sung this amazing song. But who does it as good as Michael Bublé? Listen and watch him on You Tube. Read the lyrics below. How does this make YOU feel?!

Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel

It’s a new dawn
It’s a new day
It’s a new life
For me
And I’m feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don’t you know
Butterflies all havin’ fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That’s what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

Contemplating Change

It’s been said that you can’t keep doing the same thing over and over and expect a different result. Yet, we often do just that! We get up, day in, day out, go to the same job, do the same tasks, and ‘hope’ that we’ll be happier.

It dawned on me today, that I’ve been caught up in this for far too long. It’s time I did something different. I’m still not sure what that difference should be. But contemplating change is the first step!

Contemplating Change © February 14, 2011 | Annie Zalezsak