The Time is Now: A New Decade – Hello 2020

The Wheels keep turning…

 

Strike of Midnight:

12/31/2019

Time for change and welcoming extraordinary blessings in this New Decade.  Hello 2020!

It’s that time of year when you fall in love…the week between Christmas and the New Year that feels fresh, new, and crisp with possibility. It’s the ending of a decade as we approach the cusp of a new year and decade. Hello and welcome in the 2020’s!

Some of us have fallen in and out of love…some of us have started new careers and ended old ones. Some of us have said goodbye to old patterns, behaviors, beliefs, and lifestyles while some of us have let it all go in a flash. Some of us are praying into something unseen and unknown, completely new and unexpected, with perhaps unimaginable blessings. And some of us stay behind, held hostage to the past. Some of us imagine what could be, and some of us judge what should be. And some of us believe in miracles and magic and trust the divine timing of the Universe to deliver us to the love we long for, and the life we imagine ourselves living.

All of it. Every bit of it is sacred, beautiful and profound. Even our distress and dark moments as we feel and witness our shadow self. It is to be embraced, like everything else.  Time and the rolling forward of a clock does not change us. It simply reminds us that our life is short and our time here is temporary. Our consciousness and our awareness in this present moment of living always brings us back inside the center of ourselves. 

 

 

Doors open and close throughout our lifetimes. Love comes and goes. Relationships come and go. Friendships come and go. Our work changes, our life changes, our relationships change, our homes change.  We go on, sometimes confused and sometimes brilliantly inspired – from closeness to separation – and sometimes if we are lucky, we come back to each other in a more beautiful way.

This is life. This is living. There really is no roadmap. Perhaps we’ve invested in a coach in the past whom we thought could get us through our blockage, but in fact the only person who could get us through the shadow was our own self. Perhaps a therapist could help along the way, and sometimes they do – but it in the end – it’s all up to YOU.  No one has power over your brain, your heart, your mind, your imagination, your experiences, and your memories…only you sweetheart. Only YOU.  And it’s up to each of us to step up and see clearly, feel deeply, and honor, recognize, support, and acknowledge all that we are and have been through. I know of no one who has not gone through enormous challenges and heart wrenching stories of their lives, only to finally speak their Truth and share it. No one. We are all wounded, we are all lovable and loving, and we are all magnificent! It’s the glory and the story of life. No one escapes it. And eventually we move on… upwards, forward, and onwards to our new experiences of living our lives. Beautifully.

 

 

As I reflect back on the 2000’s and feel the presence and power of possibilities in the 2020’s, I think about young people who have influenced me and our world with the greatest messages of hope and love. Greta Thunberg is the first who comes to mind. There is inspiration in her voice about the global climate emergency.  So much change is needed in the world today and it all starts with heart and consciousness. Large corporations and political sidings will never get us there. It’s about the people… ‘We the people’ as the clock strikes midnight and is about to shift forward to a new decade, we must all take action and move forward.

 

 

I pray we are smart enough as humans, and intelligent enough to take action now.  The voices of the youth have been heard around the world. But without action and changes in our everyday lives, behaviors and lifestyles, nothing will happen. More importantly, the carbon emissions are much more of a political and economic issue than any other. How fast can they shift their way of thinking and board votes into global wind farms and solar instead of gasoline, etc.? There is no way out…there is only a way in to a consciousness that is above and beyond the bottom line of economic growth charts. 

 

We the people can speak up and make our voices heard. It is the only thing that has ever changed history and the course of action for the good of all. One small voice. One small person. Greta is a perfect example of this. So is Mother Theresa. And it is time. It is a new decade. It is a new era.  We are on the cusp of this planets greatest climate emergency in 2020 that is caused by human ignorance.  There is no other time to act, but now.

What are you waiting for?  The Time is now, today. 

 

 

Softly Letting Go

Softly Letting Go

A crisp and beautiful New Year is arriving, welcoming us into the quiet joy and deep calmness of a life well lived in Gratitude.

On the cusp of this new year, I find myself reflecting on how much I have learned about the beauty of softly letting go.  I am grateful for all the experiences that have brought me deeper inside, to love and accept myself more beautifully, especially on the hard days and in the dark spaces.  

I have smiled more often this past year, even through the pain.  I have learned to speak kind words every day as the smallest act of kindness and caring for another.  And perhaps most important, I have learned to love my beautiful mind more deeply and appreciate the integrity of listening quietly to the voice within me.  

I am grateful for the blessings of change, renewal, and rejuvenation that continue to soften my heart to open more fully, and my mind and body to rest in quiet peace.  The soul always gives us resilience – an essential quality that helps us rebound from hardship and challenge. And as my soulful angel Sarah Blondin says:

It is in the discovery of our inner mystery that we remain curious and receptive to our inner landscape as we intentionally and consciously work toward the outcome we long for.  Learning to be intimate with our heart, mind, and body leads us to Grace as we hold our life with sacred hands. Tenderness is required.  And if we are listening closely to our deep inner wisdom, our feelings will guide us away from suffering and into the surrender of the heart. Inner wisdom will always speak to us if we listen closely.  Our heart expands.

Living with clear intention places our hearts in alignment with love.  As life comes to confront you, weigh each experience in the palm of your hands.  Will these words bring my heart peace and calm or will they cause a storm of hurt and harm or insult? Does this choice bring each person involved into the most loving reality?  Does it uplift or drown my being and theirs?  Does this action bring wind beneath me? Does it expand my sight and seeing? Does it bring wide open horizons or does it bind me closed? What can you hear in the simple rhythms of your body and heart?  

All you must ask is:  Does this choice I am making speak to who I long to be, how I wish to feel, how I wish to make others feel?  Does this choice I am making speak to how I wish for my life to unfold, how I wish to be seen and received?  It’s time to remember now this wisdom within you, your very own instructions in living.  Great love awaits you in the open field of your unprotected heart.  So simple they are, so easy it can become.  It’s time to remember that you know this already. . .this great and wise self woven around you.  It is but one choice,  into the open field of your unprotected heart.

Feel the breeze.  Breath in.  Breath out.  Living with clear intention places your heart in alignment with love.  Your inner guidance system will lead you to flow, uplift, and connection.  Stay Soft. Invite your inner wisdom to speak to you in your quiet moments of rest and respite.

Hello 2019!  May our healing and rejuvenation restore our beautiful mind and heart, body and soul to live more softly, more fully awake and consciously aware of the miracles of living each day with an open heart filled with Gratitude. 

Adjust Your Sails…It’s 2018

 

Adjust Your Sails

Every New Year begins with a cycle of new beginning’s… new hopes…new dreams… new possibilities, and also endings.  For some of us it is also about letting go of someone or something often important and meaningful in our lives.  It’s not easy, never easy, …but in some ways we find Grace and Gratitude along the way.

I am struck by the beauty of what Liz Gilbert shared yesterday in her posts on Instagram and Facebook about her best friend, her big love, and her beloved companion of many years, Rayya Elias.  It speaks to all of us.

“She was my love, my heart, my best friend, my teacher, my rebel, my angel, my protector, my challenger, my partner, my muse, my wizard, my surprise, my gift, my comet, my liberator, my rock star, my completely impossible non-cooperator, my otherworldly visitor, my spiritual portal, and my baby. I loved you so much, Rayya. Thank you for letting me walk with you right to the edge of the river. It has been the greatest honor of my life. I would tell you to rest in peace, but I know that you always found peace boring. May you rest in excitement. I will always love you.”

What I Love and Adore most about this deeply meaningful prayer message is:                                   ” Thank you for letting me walk with you right to the edge of the river.”

I too am walking this path to the edge of the river right now with my Beloved Mother. It is a complete lifetime of our loving each other, and our many decades of  beauty, joy, friendship, hardship, and learning how to love each other more beautifully and kindly each and every day.  We have shared so much Love & Joy for so many decades and I can’t imagine my life without Mum.  We are One.  She is the anchor to my heart and soul.  But I know too that one day she will say goodbye.  I can already witness the signs of her tiredness and a beginning to let go of it all.  There are many sights and sounds that I am aware of. 

I thank God and the Divine that my Mother is still here with me now, healthy, happy, and full of wit, humor, good sense, and energy!  At the graceful age of 94 , Mum still drives her car, and she works out every morning for 20 minutes. After breakfast and a relaxing morning, she drives herself to her club where she plays mahjong, and bridge every day.  It keeps her mind sharp and active.  And one day a week she volunteers at the Senior Center in the morning and does the accounting and check-in for all the luncheon attendees.  I am so Blessed to have an active and independent Mother like this! But she would have it no other way.  Nor would I!

When we get inside the thick and the thin of it all, we manage to adjust our sails.  It’s all about going with the flow…some days are easier than others, but we manage to make it work beautifully, gracefully, and with endearing hearts for each other.

Life is always about adjusting your sails to make the most of each moment. And the beauty always lies within each moment.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Sands of Time…

Taking a peek back while looking forward…

 

Dancing in the Sun - 2016 Photo Credit: Andrea Domjan Photography

(Photo: Andrea Domjan)

 

Sometimes in our lives there is a moment of surprise that takes our breath away.  We recognize the beauty all around us, in this present moment, even through sadness and loss.  The beginning of 2016 was like this for me.  Another Beloved family member had passed through the veils and all I could do was take a deep breath of life, feel gratitude for this present moment, and get on a plane to honor my Uncle Ted’s life with other close family members.  Many of them I had not seen since the passing of my Uncle Sandy at our last family gathering at Arlington National Cemetery. 

 

There was a feeling of peace within me, going home to Florida this time.  I felt such gratitude for my youth and the family and parents I grew up with.  I felt grateful for these beautiful white sandy beaches, and the many years I had spent walking them, often alone, trying to figure out my path and the next steps along my path.  Every day was a day of adventure in the ocean . . . swimming, water-skiing, diving, fishing, and just cruising on boats.  I felt such joy and happiness, just being alive.  All the boats and trips to the Bahamas and Caribbean were a plus, but it was here, in this place and along these white sandy beaches that I felt most at home as a child.

 

I checked in a day early to sit in silence and just feel the environment of my youth once again.  It was raining when I arrived and the decks and walkways leading out to the beach were full of gray mist.  I loved it.  Even in the soft gray of a storm passing, it was beautiful.  Young surfers come out to find a wave which reminded me of my youth on these Florida beaches.  As a young teenage girl I was often hanging out on the end of a surfboard, waiting for the next wave to ride, or the next boat to catch.  Such sweet memories!  Such Golden Moments to cherish and remember.

 

Home Sweet Home - Florida

Home Sweet Home – Florida

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Florida Sands

Florida Sands

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There is much to be Grateful for, as I remember these decades that have passed and all the family members that have gone before me.  They are all a Blessing in my life, and I know for sure that each of them is shining their light upon me from the heavens above.   I feel your Love.  I feel your Light.  I feel your Grace.   

 

Walking ahead...welcoming in the new!

Walking ahead…welcoming in the new!  (Photo: Andrea Domjan)


 

The Ebb and the Flow…

Florida Beaches - A Hole in the Sand...

Florida Beaches – A Hole in the Sand… This is how it is when a Tribe Member leaves you…like a hole in the sand of your lifetime,  it is suddenly gone forever, and the precious time you once shared together is suspended, into another Universe.  All that is left  is the Love inside your Heart that will continue to live on, inside of eternity.  Love is like this.  Love is like that.  It always continues on.

Gratitude – 2014

Gratitude

Gratitude

 

The Power of Gratitude

 

Nearing  the eve of a New Year and putting this one to rest in its own beautiful chapter of history brings me Peace tonight.  With all the longings and yearnings of my heart, I am most grateful for the every day simplicity that I have lived in this past year.  Nothing was taken for granted.  Even my own breath of Life has been a sacred daily prayer of gratitude.  Of course I slipped and fell a thousand times, into the abyss of the unknown, visiting ancient forests of my soul that were visited by my parents and grand-parents and their parents.  

When the fear arose so high on the scale that there was no going back, there was also an emergence of something more, something greater than my self, as I sometimes entered this zone of great discomfort.  But something was different this year.  I learned to stay with it, inside this zone of uncertainty, and to befriend it and allow it. . . even when it felt miserable and terrifying.  I was brave enough with my own precious self to just let it be, without trying to change anything.  Entering that field of awareness allowed me to pass through it, emotionally, spiritually, psychologically, and physically.  I just let go and allowed whatever was showing up to be fully present inside of me.  Full heart.  Complete acceptance. Full awareness, even in the unknowing.  On the other side of that fear came a great trust in the Universe and God. . . the undeniable knowing of a force of Good that was fully Present and in charge of my life.

 

So many platters of possibilities, so many hopes and dreams crushed and re-born with new ones arising every day, so many experiences that took me out on a limb, so many turns and twists on the road. . . all of them important and full of Love, Light and Learning.  New friends, old friends, false friends, new and deeper dimensions and connections, letting go of so much with Grace and Ease. . . such a Blessing!  

 

It’s amazing how little we need to live life fully and beautifully.  The kindness and generosity that arises from the hearts of sacred souls touching mine has been profound.  The level of Trust, again and again, has been an epiphany, once again!  So many souls swaddled in grief, similar to my own grief have shown up in the most amazing ways, and often in silence, without sharing the deepest parts of their own grief.  The faith and strength of  their character is just exquisite.  I see diamonds everywhere I turn.  I feel love everywhere I am.  And I am deeply grateful for this flow, this gorgeous river of sweetness inside my heart, and this abundance that is everywhere present, every day.

 

Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you!  As this year of 2014 approaches the end of its full cycle and circle, and the evolution of a New Year begins, I just want to say thank you to every one of you that has touched my heart and soul, body and mind with such Grace.  There are so many of you that I have not met, and yet deeply connected with on a soul level, personally through friends and family, through Facebook, and in the many classes we shared online.  So many great teachers and loved ones have brought us together, to share, to enlighten, to evolve, to ascend, to receive, and to love and support each other along our sacred journey.  So many epiphanies have manifested, and so much Grace has been showered upon us to open, to heal, to share, to love, to give, and to evolve and become the greatest expression of who we really are, without reserve, without hesitation, without limits.  You are all a great Blessing to me.  You are all a manifestation of the Divine in my own Life.

 

Thank you!  My Heart and Soul is filled with GRATITUDE !

Happy New Year, Sweet Friends.  Thank you for your Beautiful Blessings!  I am forever GRATEFUL !

Such power rests in our fingerprints and DNA. . . now let’s go dancing into 2015!

 

THANK YOU!

THANK YOU!

 

 

The Touch of a Woman’s Hand

A Woman's Touch

A Woman’s Touch

June 1, 2013

The Touch of a Woman           – by Rita Tanos

 

I had forgotten what it felt like to be living authentically in my own feminine power.  Those feelings of lightness, sweetness, and grace seemed like a past history of another life that I was no longer a part of.  So many years of challenge, struggle and loss began to show their wear and tear, especially on my hands and the tips of my fingers.

 

Once beautiful and elegant, with perfectly manicured nails, my hands now looked like a gardener’s hand, mowing lawns, seeding vines, and doing hard labor.  What was I cultivating?  I had not noticed them for a long time.  Until today.  They were clean, but the texture of my skin had changed, as did my perfectly feminine manicure.  I had to take a closer look to see what they wanted to tell me.  Surely there must be a message here, on the tips of my fingers and palms of my hands.

 

I noticed that the years of tapping on my computer keyboard, writing volumes of sorrow and grief  in my book were somehow indented on the tips of my fingers.  All those emotions that flowed up and out of me these last years were ingrained like a spider’s web, circling the imprints of my thoughts onto my body.  Had my fingerprints changed?  Did the swirls of my DNA look any different today than they did when I felt strong, feminine and beautiful?  I wondered…

 

Did my daughter’s death vibrate so violently throughout my body and soul that I now had a new imprint?  Where was the tenderness?  Where was the sweetness?  Where was that graceful, elegant woman I knew myself to be just a couple years ago?  Where did my humor go?  Where did my affections go?  Where did my passion go?  Where did ‘I’ go?  I wondered…

 

Feeling the depths of this hard labor camp called grief and loss, I finally found myself sowing new seeds of hopes and dreams more than a year later.  Slowly, very slowly, they came…one at a time.  I wanted to feel love again.  I wanted to feel life again. I wanted to feel beautiful again.  I wanted to feel ‘me’ again!  But most of all, I wanted to feel love again. Love for myself and love for all sentient beings.  And I longed to share my life with a loving partner.

 

This path of pain and sorrow that left me feeling weak, fragile, and uncertain was beginning to morph into tenderness and sweetness once again.  While I ached for closeness with my self and others, I wanted to feel my full, open heart.  Where was it?  Surely somewhere very close by, inside my beautiful self.

 

So began the journey of my heart into a deeper, more spacious, more luxurious place.  As I dug through so many layers of these locked chambers inside my heart, I realized that I did not even know they existed.  Locked so tightly in place, and frozen with rusted ancient wounds, they were invisible to my conscious awareness.  How could I possibly exist like this?

 

Throughout the excavation of this dark night, I trusted that the deep longing of my soul held the rusty keys to this secret hiding place where I would find my inner radiance once again. . . where I would feel love again.  As my journey took me to the bottom of the earth, digging through hardened layers of dark, black gravel, I began to find this tunnel of light.

 

I knew all I had to do was Trust.  One step at a time, one day at at time, one moment at a time, one breath at a time, every day.  I had to Trust that no matter what was happening in my life, and no matter how it looked right now, something amazing, huge, and incredible was going to come out of this.  Something way bigger than me!

 

My hardened, grieving heart became soft once again, like a whisper in the breeze when I heard my daughter’s voice speaking to me in the wind.  Like grist for the mill that was as tough as nails, I suddenly melted like smooth snow and transformed those rough, hardened edges into fluid, flowing water.  Like Grace, the downpour of streaming tears broke every rusted chain inside my heart, one by one, link by link.

 

In deep gratitude, I kneeled and kissed the earth.  As I rose up, for the first time in years, I stood tall and proud and felt the power and the Presence of this magnificent Woman inside of me.  With my gardener’s hands across my heart, I could also see the hands of a beautiful woman. . .Loving.  Kind.  Compassionate.  Gentle.  Soft.  Sweet.  Tender.  Warm.  Feminine.  Powerful.  I felt the touch of a Woman’s hand, as I held my own hand with Loving Kindness, Gratitude and Appreciation.

 

The touch of a woman’s hand has the power to heal and change lives.  Even our own lives!