The holiday season tends to make one reflect on what is important to them. I grew up listening to Johnny Mathis, Dean Martin, and Bing Crosby at Christmas. Somehow this song always, no matter when I hear it throughout the year… I reflect. What are you reflecting upon this day?
Love and Light
~Sarah
The holiday season tends to make one reflect on what is important to them. I grew up listening to Johnny Mathis, Dean Martin, and Bing Crosby at Christmas. Somehow this song always, no matter when I hear it throughout the year… I reflect. What are you reflecting upon this day?
Love and Light
~Sarah
The last few days here in CT have been very raw for people. In response, so much has been said in reference to what “should” be done….. What parents “should” do… That word… should. My mind keeps going to the children who don’t have involved parents. What about them? Who will care for them? And then I came to the same thing that I always come to…..
Love.
The love of ourselves and more importantly the love of all, others. That is the only thing in this life worth anything. Love…. We can love all that is around us. So stop and ask yourself when pressures and stress of the season start tot get to you as they do to everyone…
What would Love do? And move forward from there.
My wish for you all at this holiday and Christmas season is true joy, peace but above all…. love
Happy Happy Holidays!
Love,
~Sarah
Over the last few months I have been working on finding balance between 2 careers. Phew! Coaching and Acting. More than 2 full-time careers. I shot a pilot (not literally people! A television pilot called STAFF) and got new headshots, working on 2 websites, 2 different kinds of voice-over demos, meetings with agents, clients, and more than I can think of at the moment. All of which makes me very very happy, but…. and there’s a big but, not attached to my thighs mind you (don’t I wish!) …. but finding a balance is tough!
How do we go about working, down time, quite time, and loving? How does one follow the path of one career when another out of the blue begins to take off? What I get out of all of this and from my meditations is to TRUST. Follow the path before me. Hear what is at hand and to not forget to ask for help? Ohhhhh right….. ask for help. That’s a big one. And letting go of what is not serving me…. That’s a topic for another post. Gotta run to acupuncture!
Love and Pink Light
Sarah
I have written before about the Zen Buddhist word Mehta or Maitri the words for unconditional love for one’s self. The meditation practice is a practice of loving kindness. It starts with someone who is the easiest to love, then it shifts to oneself and then moves out to the person who is the most difficult to love. So then with great practice even if you were say, being robbed you would still have great loving kindness for the robber.
These thoughts lead me to the thought of how do we cultivate the most loving, compassionate, passionate relationship on this 3rd dimensional planet….? We started with, You! How can you love someone else until you love yourself unconditionally however you are. So I invite you during this next week when you find that you are letting your chattering monkey get away, stop yourself and ask,”Where are my feet?” then. “Who takes care of me the best?” YOU! You are the only who can know you the best!
I will write more on this topic in my next “Who of You”. Again Who is your most passionate partner?…. You?
Love and Pink Light
Sarah
As the evening descends and we begin to think of the year that has passed be it spectacular or not or maybe even in between; I invite you to sit in the peace of the moment and reflect on the beauty of what has been.
Now I invite you to find 3 things to be grateful for…..
Now find 3 more things…..
Now 3 more….
Now I invite you to take a deep cleansing breath and take these marvelous gifts into the New Year because if you are able to find things to be Grateful for there will be more to be Grateful for!!!
Happy Abundant New Year!!
Love and Light!!
Sarah
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
“Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”
What would happen if we all decided to leave ourselves alone and simply show up… with ALL of who we are and our so-called “stuff? I for one hope that we all have some stuff because the older we get the more we have. It is what makes us human and fallible and conscious. Without it we wouldn’t be our rich full intricate selves… Think of it as a Jackson Pollock life. The more intricate the paint splatter the more interesting we become. So what if we allowed ourselves to be vulnerable, open with out all the obfuscation of the thoughts of what we “Should”be?
There’s that word again… should. We all have moments of piling a lot of should on ourselves but again… Breathe stay in the moment and ask yourself what might you be frightened of as to allow yourself to not show up authentically. I have an idea!! Live a so-called expressionists life!! And what I mean by that is be brave!! Throw some paint around! We might not be Mr. Pollock but our lives might be expressionally fun!
Be Bold! Be Brave!
Love and Light
S
I grew up listening to Johnny Mathis, Dean Martin, and Bing Crosby and Christmas. I loved when one of my favorites was thrown into the mix. Enjoy!!
Love and Light
Sarah
As the holidays are upon us and we enter the season that I happen to adore I begin to wonder how we can stay in a place of magic and joy and stay away from the stress of it all… Now I was one of those kids who believed in Santa Clause until I was 12…now don’t judge. 😀 but it makes me wonder how I, we can regain that childhood sense of magic that happens during this season. For me it happens the moment I see my first Christmas commercial and I don’t even care if it is before Halloween. So what does this all mean… this season? I don’t know if I can get to it in this one blog post but if it’s an amalgamation of the birth of Christ, Yule and the Winter Solstice, Chanukah and Kwanzaa it’s one potent period.
When I think of the holidays I think of a time that best exemplifies compassion, unconditional love and hope… Hope. There is something about the word hope that encapsulates the season. Like hoping for Santa to arrive! Or hoping for the first snow fall! OR hoping for a warm beach as I tend to during this cold weather. Hoping for family to come home for the holidays….
Hope.
So I guess we stay in that place of magic and joy by staying hopeful….. What do you hope for this holiday? Is is too much to hope for peace? How can you be more gentle not only to others but to yourself during this season?
So I hope for you a gentle, loving, peaceful holiday.
Love and White Twinkling Lights
Sarah
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