There is another way to think about our lives. All meaning is context dependent. So, changing the framework for whom you really are IS, as far as I am concerned, the only way to change the meaning of your life. If you think that you are your body, you’ll get results that reflect that thinking. And, if you change your mind to consciously choose to believe that whom you are is way orders of magnitude beyond your body, then you’ll get results that reflect that thinking.

The former will result in same old, same old… the endless repetition of what you tolerate, yet can no longer stand, supplying only incremental changes to a life you have grown weary of.

I believe that we are always at a turning point in our lives, now more than ever, as we move forward into these crazy times we are living in. Maybe the only thing we do know is change and our resistance to it, both of which we are not generally fans of. Still, because we don’t know what is coming, we seek to dumb-down our lives, so that we can manage our states. Maybe, then, we won’t have to suffer the continued self-reproach of how we have chosen to live our lives.

If you think that you are the only one who as erred in your life, I encourage you to take a deep exhale and think again. But first, you can gift yourself with dropping the entire notion of fault and blame as the critical tool we have been programmed to use, generation to generation, to project our problems onto others. It has served us well to separate ourselves from the disliked and unwanted choices we have made. That projection ultimately keep ourselves small and captive to our own self-loathing. It polarizes my ‘right’ against your ‘right’, ultimately making us both feel that we have been ‘wronged’. And, thus, continued reproach of Self and other is sustained. It is demoralizing and depressing to say the least.

Over the course of my life journey, I have held back on actively celebrating others in their awesome successes. And, in all honesty, I believe that I could have have created more impact for myself and others in that process. Where I have been most resistant is in celebrating myself, so is it any wonder that I have held back in celebrating others’ successes with more excitement? If I don’t allow myself to dance to my own music, how will I learn to support others in dancing to their’s?

On a recent group ZOOM call, I heard the facilitator say something to the effect of this: Think of a boss you worked so well for, yet never heard a word of praise from; now that you are Self employed, ARE you being that boss (to yourself)?

Some of you may be familiar with Ho’o Pono Pono (to make right, right) as one of the healing processes in Huna. I’ll be including that experience as a creative visualization in this 2-day session, along with other transformative experiences to empower your life. 

Huna, as a study for how to live your life, as the spiritual being you are, expressing through the body into a physical reality, brings with it an intelligence and ease that awakens awareness, connects the dots and makes sense of your life. This is something I believe we are all looking for, as we seek to become more resourceful and resilient in these uncertain and ‘crazy’ times. 

Huna has been the baseline education for my life experience for over 25 years now. Based in space, movement, flow and the elements, It offers up a built-in way to holistically heal your life and your understanding of it.

I have been really good over the years of my life at self-censoring. It is all pretty old. And, one of the ways self-censoring has always shown up for me lives inside the idiom: Whatever others think of me needs my attention, so, I won’t ever be found ‘wrong’. My own self-applied limitations have been so deeply defined by ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ that BEING right/wrong is how I have perpetually defined myself over the course of my life. Don’t get me wrong; my once rigid perspectives about being right or wrong have lessened as I’ve gotten greater (both in age and wisdom!) However, I have yet to fully let go of my old propensity to refuse to hear those gremlin voices in my ear shouting, ‘Get it right, damn it!’