An exercise in Self Love.

Every now and then I call out to all the cells in my body. I sing out to the trillions of cells housed within my body, keeping me alive, and I speak to them. You might think I’m a little crazy but it’s a wild concept to think about. We’re not an individual unit, a single. We’re a collective. And we seem to sit at the top over looking yet not seeing what’s really going on.

What do I say to them? You might ask. 

I tell them I love them. I tell them they’re doing a good job and I thank them. I even picture all these little round cells pausing and looking up at me, and then smiling. They like to be appreciated. For many years they were picked on, abused, told they weren’t good enough, that they were ugly and fat. And that wasn’t from other people, that was from the mind at the top of the tower.

For many years I never knew. I never thought about them. How hard they were working even under the rule of a tyrant. But now, as I recognise myself as a collective, as a team, I give them what I always wanted.

Love. Attention. Kindness. Encouragement. Acceptance.

Isn’t that what we all want?

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Yet so often, we can’t even give that to ourselves. We strive hard to get it from other people yet it always falls short. It never satisfies and we mostly don’t believe it anyway cause it doesn’t match up to our own secret thoughts about ourselves.

But the gold at the end of the rainbow is in knowing we can do it for ourselves. We can stop everything right in this moment and say; I love you, thank you. We can ignite a vibrational shift within our being, into one that is more pleasant to inhabit. But we’ve got to stop thinking it’s out there. We’ve got to stop seeking external gratification, praise and validation, and seek the internal gold.

Or as my wise fellow blogger said; our inner sunshine.

And if you think you don’t know how, or it’s not important I beg to differ. Our ability to love ourselves defines our capacity to give and receive love to others. And if you can’t love yourself or others, and you can’t receive love, then I ask you; what is your purpose for life?

For me it’s all about love. It’s learning how to connect in and be with yourself, and to connect with other people. It’s all a big lesson in thinking we’re separate, and then discovering how to come back to the whole. Discovering we’re One.

And I’m not saying it’s easy. I’m saying it’s important. It’s worthy of our thoughts, attention, focus and effort. It’s worthy enough to ask for help from others, to discuss with friends, to read books about. It’s a truly worthy cause because the cause is you. It’s all of us. And I know we can do it.

I know we can turn our inner hell of judgement, fear and criticism into our own sacred sanctuary, one to be cherished and relished and adored. One we delight in inhabiting, and sink into it’s welcoming company when all goes quiet around us.

By Sharon Cavill

 

 

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Inner Demons

I’m a writer.

The journey to realising that and being able to write it down has been tough. And I can see I always have been – a writer that is. I have piles of journals dating back to when I was little. Always penning it down. My thoughts, my dreams, my fears. But I never counted that as writing when judgement set in.

Somewhere along the way I deemed myself not good. Not good at writing. A bad writer. Not good enough to put pen to paper, finger to key.

And in doing so I expunged the creative flame within.

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It’s been almost a year, and after a long dark night of the soul I’ve unleashed it once more. Determined to grow it to be louder and stronger than the voice within that tells me I can’t.

Oh that voice that’s always there, I can’t do it. Not enough. Not good enough. 

I’ll be laughed at. 

Thoughts and more thoughts.

LOUD THOUGHTS!

But they weren’t there when all was lost. Those imaginary people that ridicule… Even they disappeared when I gave it all away. Because I’d safe guarded myself, given up all that was dear and all that possibly could make me vulnerable.

In desperate days of disillusion there was not much left to criticise, just me, laying paralysed without an inkling of creative energy left. But safe – or so I thought.

Yet I remained. A shell of myself, but me none-the-less.

So, I surmised, if I am all that remains, then it must be up to me. Only me. For me to release it all and let the flame soar once more. Daring to be a little higher than before. Not giving a shit at those who ridicule and throw stones, real or imaginary.

The voice is still within but I choose not to listen. Or partially listen but not care. Or not care so much. Whichever is true in the moment.

So I’m gleefully back, weary from the fight yet happy in the realisation that I was worth fighting for. And that I finally realised I was worth fighting for.

 

 

 

The night I met me.

Last night in meditation I was bestowed a missing link I’d been overlooking in my healing journey to self love.

The setting was a tranquil lagoon in which I was guided to witness something significant from my recent past. As I gazed down into the water I saw myself rising upward. Yep me, appearing exactly as I do today, however I viewed myself from a different perspective. It was from the eyes of others, and I felt the urge to meet myself and hang out with myself just like you would a new friend.

Realisation after realisation poured through me and I was offered the understanding that loving yourself has an undercurrent that can often be overlooked. The missing facet being that you might love yourself but not necessarily like yourself. For example; you can love members of your family but not want to spend every living moment with them, or similarly a friend that you only enjoy seeing now and again but you love dearly.

The meeting of myself was about liking myself. And I mean really liking myself. self-love-acceptance-awakening-healing-heal-how to, relationships

It was uncharted territory where I befriended myself. I saw who I was as a friend and I liked her.

We hung out and met on so many levels – probably because she is me. But it was like meeting my ultimate soulmate; we enjoyed all the same things!

I saw us hanging out together in my house. I saw us at the beach. I saw us laughing and getting each others jokes. A lot of time passed in an enlightening and blissful meditative trance where time held no meaning, and it was as though I’d been reunitied with my long lost best friend.

And I really, really liked her!

And that was the main realisation, I’d been working on self love for some time now, but forgot about self like. I’d forgotten to like myself in each moment and remember that I want to hang out with me and I enjoy being around me.

If you’ve read this far, then it might be time to ask yourself honestly – if you like you. Do you feel the same about yourself, just like you would a best friend that you can’t see enough of, or your partner whom you adore and always want to be around?

If the answer is no, don’t despair. You’re on the path to healing because you’re beginning to understand where you stand right now. Ask the angels or your spirit guide for assistance, request that they show you how loved you really are. And then ask them to help you discover how to befriend you.

Because when it comes down to it, you’re the one you spend literally all of your time with.

With love,

Sharon

 

 

 

Heal Your Body Issues

 

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I had an interesting experience of realisation in the bath yesterday. Yes I know…The bath 🙂 I’ve put on a few kg’s recently and as I looked at my belly and legs it would have been easy to slip into old habits of abusive thoughts – so fat, gross, disgusting.

But instead I looked at all my jiggly parts and told each of them how much I loved them.  I repeated it over and over again. And as I did this, I started to see my body in a completely different light.

I saw it as strong. I saw the extra weight as a reflection of my increased trust in awakening and revealing my personal power to the world. I felt proud of my body and my strength as a woman.

Then I had a glimpse of a possible future for myself and all sisters around the globe. I saw what is viewed in societal eyes as attractive in a woman changing from slim, to bigger. I know we like to think that we’re there already, but c’mon, we’re not. There’s still so much media influence on what’s attractive and for years now – it’s been the slim and slender female figure that’s been projected as alluring. To the point that most women are disgusted by their bodies and view them as anything other than alluring.

Yet I could see it going hand in hand, with the rise of the feminine, comes the rise of women expressing their divine power to the world. It comes the total love and admiration of our bodies – by us! Wholly embracing our lustrous curves and soft centres.

And then the echo occurs. We’ve allowed this picture to be perpetuated and we’ve certainly played our part in taking that further. We don’t need to be worried about others berating our bodies because we’ve already been doing it. But I say, that’s enough! Now is the time to ride the wave of change and it starts with our own secret views of ourselves. That’s where the true change starts. That’s where your power lies.

I see a future where women want their bodies to reflect their inner strength, where they no longer want to play a submissive role in order to be accepted as female or let a man feel manly. And it’s through this avenue of powerful love that all will follow suit, but it’s up to us to lead the way.

Let’s stop getting angry at the magazines that portray unrealistic figures and start getting fed up and fired up at how we demand these unrealistic, made up ideals onto ourselves.

And we do it all the time! Walking past a window, glancing over to check your reflection, oh I’m disgusting, I’m so fat, I’m so ugly. That’s where the real atrocity lies! That we do it to ourselves! It’s not them, it’s been us for years. And I’ve had enough.

I’m embracing all the wonders of my form and I challenge you to do the same.

Enough is enough.

By Sharon Cavill

 

 

 

 

 

Inspiration for Creatures of Habit

We are creatures of habit. We think somewhere between 60,000 to 70,000 thoughts in one day, and 90% of those thoughts are exactly the same ones we had the day before. 

A quote from the most informative, powerful and inspirational book I’ve read in a long time; You Are The Palcebo by the incredible Dr Joe Dispenza. I’ll continue with the next paragraph in the book which is transformational and insightful in itself to read all the way through – even though you may feel you know where it is leading…

We get up on the same side of the bed, go through the same routine in the bathroom, comb our hair in the same way, sit in the same chair as we eat the same breakfast and hold our mug in the same hand, drive the same route to the same job, and do the same things we know how to do so well with the same people (who push the same emotional buttons) every day. And then we hurry up and go home so that we can hurry up and check our email so that we can hurry up and eat dinner so that we can hurry up and watch our favourite tv shows so that we can hurry up and brush our teeth in the same bedtime routine so that we can hurry up and go to bed at the same time so that we can hurry up and do it all over again the next day. 

Thinking the same thoughts leads us to make the same choices. Making the same choices leads us to demonstrate the same behaviours. Demonstrating the same behaviours leads us to create the same experiences. Creating the same experiences leads us to produce the same emotions.

We do this all whilst secretly hoping our lives will change. 

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Awareness is the first step. Recognise how on autopilot you are. Ask yourself; what would it take to do one thing in a different way to how I did it yesterday? Whether it be an action, behaviour or thought.

And remember it’s not just you, it’s all of us. We’re all somewhat or mostly on repeat from our previous day, and then feel unfulfilled and frustrated with life. But it’s up to each of us to hear our internal cries and respond. Your Soul is yearning to be heard and connected in with.

She wants change. She wants connection. She wants love.

It’s time for change, and in knowing that we want something different and better for ourselves, it’s important to recognise that it’s only us who can create that change for ourselves. We can be inspired by others however to change our thoughts and our lives has to come from us internally.

Make today different from yesterday. Wake up and create life instead of repeating old re-runs, which were mostly unsatisfying the first time anyway.

Wishing you all an inspirational day of connection, love and life!

Sharon

 

 

Something gone astray

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a love that is for us?

We remember what we need to do

and say and be and get.

Yet loving us seems too far fetched,

or hard or something bad.

But it isn’t til we’ve gone astray

and become desperate in our days,

that love finds our heart decayed

believed void of any light.

Yet it’s been dimmed due to neglect,

and years spent shunned in shame,

still never let your mind tell you

that it’s too late for love to show.

For it’s love within that knows

it’s been there all along.

And now it’s time to take a hand

and follow down the path,

for where this track leads you to

is bliss bursting from within.

By Sharon Cavill

 

 

 

Are you afraid of death?

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I know I know, we’re not supposed to talk about it. It’s scary or morbid or whatever. But I like to talk about it and I like to think about it too. And no, I don’t think I’m morbid.

I find it fascinating to imagine that one day I’ll be gone and the world will continue on. People will go about their day, going to work, falling in love, dancing, falling out of love, experiencing life. And I’ll no longer be a part of it.

And do you know why I like to imagine that? 

You might be muttering because I’m a sicko, buuuut it’s actually because it invigorates the hell out of me. It ignites my passion for life because it wakes me up to the fact that one day I’ll no longer be here, and everything else will go on just the same.

Say goodbye to self-doubt, questioning or low-confidence.

In an instant I’m fearless and I remember what I want to do and why. I remember all that is important to me and I make those phone calls to loved ones and friends that I’d been putting off. I sit and write poetry or go for a walk by the sea. I laugh louder and don’t worry about who’s looking. I become free to be me, in my most authentic form because I’ve got nothing to lose. It’s going to end up the same way anyway, so I might as well have fun with it.

But we miss out on this glorious opportunity to really see ourselves and our lives, if we amazing-art-awesome-beautiful-death-afraid-of-dying-reincarnation-what-happens-when-we-die-spirit-keep our fear of death hidden in the shadows.

Usually we’re more afraid of something because it’s been in the shadows, and we’ve never really pondered why we’re afraid. Cos really, when you look at it, how can we be afraid of ourselves dying when we won’t be around once it’s happened anyway? We’ll have passed over.

And I have a feeling the place we’re going to next is going to be a whole lot better than this one anyway, and we’ll laugh that we were all scared and afraid.

From one fearless soul to another,

Sharon

 

 

How to Lucid Dream – let’s begin.

Recently the term ‘lucid dreaming’ has repeatedly entered my awareness from different sources, and in case you don’t know what that is I’ll briefly explain.

Lucid dreaming simply means becoming aware you are dreaming, whilst you are asleep. It’s bringing your conscious awareness into your sleeping state, and melding the two so you can start to actively participate in, and directly create and control your dreams.

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I’ve had spontaneous experiences of lucid dreaming throughout my life, and they’ve all been really cool. And these days, even though I haven’t had a lucid dreaming experience for some time, if I’m trying to run in a dream some kind of awareness kicks in and I’ll run super fast, or I’ll even fly.

However I’ve only had a handful of times where I’ve felt without a doubt that I’m asleep and dreaming, and can do anything I want. This hasn’t happened for a while now, but I’m going to teach myself (and you if you’re keen) how to do it.

From my initial research I’ve learnt a few pointers to instigate an initial lucid dreaming experience, and this is for anyone whether you’ve done it before or are a complete beginner.

  1. Get a journal and a pen and keep it by your bed. You’ll need to write down your dreams first thing in the morning. It’s important to start this process even if you can only remember one or two random details from your dreams. Usually by doing this just once, then the following morning you’ll remember more details from the previous night, and even more the morning after that.
  2. Create what they call an ‘incubator dream’. It’s a planned dream experience, so you might daydream and choose what your dream will be, then work with this same dream experience and really connect into it as you’re drifting off to sleep. Also, if you wake up during the night, then take yourself into your planned dream – which is referred to as incubating your dream.

There are many more steps and processes you can do to start the process of encouraging your first lucid dreaming experience, but these two are the most important and effective so I thought I’d just start there. Gotta make it manageable for us.

I’ve already got a journal, so I’m going to ensure it’s right by my bed when I go to sleep tonight and that there’s a pen already slotted into it, on a blank page.

I’ve never done the incubator dream tactic, so I’m really keen to give this a go. What I’ve how-to-lucid-dream-what-is-lucid-dreaming-lucid-dream-guide-help-meaningcome up with today is a mental picture of an enchanted forest. In it I’m standing on a grassy clearing with trees around me forming a circle. There is an old willow tree directly in front of me with a door. Through the door is a little house embedded into the tree. I want to have a dream of that forest and enter the tree house, inside is the space where I can sit down with guides, spirits or beings.

Yes, I might be setting my sites high with my incubator dream, but what they hey!

Why do I want to learn to lucid dream, you might be asking? 

I’ve always loved the idea of connecting into my soul, angels and loving beings while sleeping, and it’s proved an easier space as our conscious chatty mind is already out of the way. So often I’ll go to bed with a question on my mind and I’ll ask it to the universe then fall asleep, and the question will be answered either in my dreams or I’ll wake the next morning knowing the answer. This has been extremely helpful when I’ve been stressed, worried and stuck in my life.

However with lucid dreaming, I’ve heard you can take this much further. You can create experiences in your dreams to expand your mind, learn and discover more about how we create our lives, you can call in divine beings and have in depth discussions with them, travel anywhere you want and more, receive deep healings, travel into past lives, and much more.

I want to use that space to explore healing (for myself and others), as well as developing an awareness of my subconscious beliefs and structures, and then learn how to change them during the dream. I’d also love to experience more about dream therapy, and the possibility of helping people work with their dream space for their own healing. As well as using the dream space to connect into angels, guides, and ascended masters for guidance and wisdom.

Do you want to learn to lucid dream with me?

What would your incubator dream be?

And the last tip before I go off to prepare is to repeat the mantra to yourself as you’re going to sleep; I will lucid dream tonight, or I’m going to lucid dream tonight. You can also ask for help to lucid dream from your Soul and divine guidance.

Have fun happy dreamers!

Sharon

 

 

 

Why Are We Here?

Has the question ever crossed your mind?

It crosses my mind all the time, and I often wonder how we can go about our day as though everything normal when this question is still unanswered.

What’s the point if we don’t know what the point is?

How can we get up each day and go to work, pay the bills, be a good person and for what? I can’t think about it too hard otherwise my head hurts and I’m left feeling down.

And don’t get me wrong, I’ve thought I’ve found my purpose before, but as the years progress and hopefully so too does my wisdom, life purpose can sometimes get mixed up between something we do while we’re here that makes us feel good and helps people….

Compared with the real question; why the hell are we all here? Not individually, but collectively. I’m not talking about each person’s perceived mission, I’m talking about why billions of us are milling around picking fights with each other and pretending we’ve got it all worked out, when we actually don’t have a bloody clue.

Some people think their purpose is to have children. And I can see how they’ve reached that conclusion. I think that one is about love. We like to think we’ve experienced love but many people haven’t at all. And certainly not unconditional love. So we think having children will invite an experience of greater love into our lives – which surely will bring feelings of fulfillment and YES our life purpose!

But do we really think we’re all here to just create more of ourselves, experience some kind of love, and then just roll the question down to the next generation? That feels a little on repeat for my liking.

But the answer that I’ve stumbled upon in recent years – which so far in my journey, is the only answer which makes any bloody sense to me however mind bending it is; is that we’re not really here.

I know I know, crazy right?

But a while back I had a dream that was so vivid, I was left feeling embarrassed for myself because of it. Although I know feeling embarrassed for myself wasn’t the purpose of the dream, the real purpose I think, was enlightenment.

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I was laying on my bed asleep, dreaming I was having a fight with someone. I remember feeling so angry at them, as they had been so mean to me. I felt the anger ripping right through my body and I could barely contain it as I thought about what they’d said, and how they’d treated me.

As the dream progressed (in which I wasn’t aware I was dreaming) I met up with some friends and talked to them about the mean person. They too became upset for me and agreed the person had been horrible. We joined forces and heatedly barrelled on about how nice I am and questioning, how could someone possibly be so mean to me? 

I felt justified in my anger. 

Then my perspective panned outward, like in a movie where it was zoomed in and then the camera starts moving backwards further and further. I shifted from being in the dream to looking down on myself laying asleep on the bed.

I saw myself sleeping and no doubt, still dreaming. And then, I saw tall beings all around the bed, looking down on me as I slept, in a loving and caring manner. The perspective continued to pan backward, until I caught a glimpse of the whole world.

I saw the universe and in it, I was the only one asleep. 

There were other beings but they were all awake and they were tending to me – the single, solitary sleeper. I realised that I’d been imagining all of the people in the dream scenario.

I’d made up the mean person and then persisted on being angry at them, even going as far as talking about them behind their back and I’d joined forces with other imaginary people to band together in our hate… But it was all me. Just me. I was the only one asleep, and I’d made it all up. 

And these days, that’s all I really know for sure, that there’s a possibility the same scenario is playing out here. I know our lives feel real and hurt sometimes, and even horrific things happen, but they also do in dreams too. And they feel very real until we ‘wake up’. But I tell you, I’m quite keen to wake up again and that time, let it be for real.

With love from one sleepy being,

Sharon

PS. want to experience a spiritual awakening? Book your free skype consultation today by emailing me at contact@wakinglife.co.nz and we’ll discuss how I can help you.

 

 

After many years, I finally said I’m sorry.

Last night as I walked up my street I noticed I could feel the muscles in my legs with each step. As I paid attention I felt as though it was my body was calling out to me, and due to my calm state, I’d heard it’s call.

And what I experienced next was a sort of homecoming.

In a flash I remembered all of the years of abuse – verbal abuse – I’d spewed forth directed at my body. Years of hating it, standing in front of the mirror disgusted. Waves of negative energy poured into it, without reprieve, and from me no less.

These days the concept sounds absurd, however I did it for so long that the experiences are etched into my brain. I’ve done a lot of work on learning to accept myself, and some time after that I actually started to love myself. All of myself.

And these days I can even place my hands on my soft belly, and feel warmth and love.

And as I continued walking along the street, deeply aware of my body and our colourful past, I felt compelled to take our reconciliation further.

That’s when I started to say; I’m sorry. From the depths of my heart, I’m sorry. Over and over again.

And almost in the same breath, I heard myself saying I forgive you. Thank you. I forgive you. I love you.

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I was seeing my beautiful body for the wonderful vessel that it was. I saw my body as a wonderous creature who’d been assigned the task of housing my Spirit, to embark on this journey together.

I felt the insanity of hating on it for all of those years. 

It’s fascinating what compels us to writhe in such hate. And I’m not only referring to our ability to hate ourselves, it’s our ability to hate strangers, people, just anyone and anything can get us worked up to rage.

And we all seem to condone it. We attack haters with more hate and feel justified in doing so.

It makes me wonder, what will it take for us to respond to hate with love? 

Cos’ it seems to me that all of the hating isn’t getting us anywhere, and someone has to go first.

There is a well of love inside each of us, yet we cover it up with thick layers of hate. And any time we dip into our hate-layers, we strengthen them. It doesn’t matter where or to whom our anger is directed, we strengthen it.

Well I’m no longer strengthening mine, ever… For anyone.

It was through that beautiful experience of finally apologising for the years of abuse and being forgiven that I’ve been able to reach new depths of love and self-acceptance. It’s as though part of me was waiting for this day, and I finally showed up for it.

Do you have someone you need to say I’m sorry to?

I love you.

Sharon

“It is a radical act of love to befriend yourself.” ~ Jon Kabat-Zinn