The legacy we leave will depend on what we do now

After my morning swim in the sea at Seaford, which was so nourishing and envigorating, as always, we went to the beautiful little village Rottingdean by the sea.

After a lovely tea and food at Shane’s Kitchen, we wandered around Kipling’s gardens and then took a stroll around the graveyard of the beautiful Norman church.

I felt quite emotional reading the lovely and wonderful tributes on the remembrance plaques and the gravestones. It was a gentle reminder that all things are temporary including our own journey.

We have a limited and unknown number of moments here in our current carnation and having read many of the loving tributes, I thought to myself, firstly, never waste a moment to show love to others that are still here. We often wait for funerals to say the things that we wanted to say about that person who has died but didn’t while they were alive or we do not say them often enough. We didn’t show the person when they were able to hear our loving words or receive our love through our actions, gestures and care towards them.

Secondly, it struck me that now is the only moment that we are actually alive and therefore it is important to make the most of this moment, not just loving ourselves or another soul, but to make experiences, and do the things that we feel and that the mind fears most, say the things we feel, create experiences and share our gift with all other souls.

After all, we will all end our journeys and the legacy that we leave will depend on what we do now.

Speaking my truth

It’s been nearly a month since I posted a blog, I came back to my blogging earlier this year after a break, I had blogged every single day for over 6 years, then felt that my writing had got stuck so I stopped. So I took a break to freshen up and came back. However, I realised that I was still holding something back. I stopped again in early August, I’d lost my way with it all.

My writing was reflecting my mind state and not coming from my heart, that is where our true essence comes from, the soul and our heart and not from the mind.

Without realising it, my mind was sabotaging me writing from my heart and saying my truth.

This is the thing that we all suffer from, learning how to free ourselves to say our truth to ourselves first and then to the world. We hold back, we are fearful of it within and we fear others’ reactions to it.

Our soul wants us to always speak our truth and to be open-hearted and the mind fears this so, if we allow it, the mind stops us.

We all want to be seen and to be understood and we want the world to hear our truth.

The knowing within us that we are not speaking our truth and that we are holding back brings us great suffering and brings challenges to us. We can not be at peace and truly 100% love ourselves if we do not learn to speak our truth.

We are not here to be liked, we are here to be our true selves and to speak openly our true feelings from our hearts. When we do, we free ourselves and we attract to our lives the right tribe of people who accept us for who we are, they will love us unconditionally and will allow us to be seen, listened to and understood.

Finding our truth is a challenge initially as we have to be prepared to peel back the layers of the onion that we have put up around ourselves to protect us. We have built a shield around our true selves and hidden from the world. We have to be brave enough to bare our soul and to reveal our true self, we have to take off the layers. This is fucking hard and we are conditioned not to.

When we finally speak the truth from our hearts our relationships change with friends, partners, and everyone. Those who want to be around our truth will grow more connected to us and those who don’t will fade or run away.

Speaking from the heart comes without agenda and comes from love. When we speak from the mind it comes from a place of judgement, evaluation and has an agenda.

I am committing to going on a journey to speak my truth, speak from my heart and free myself. It’s going to be tough. It means sticking my hand into the fire.