Sorry, it was the silence…

 

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I’m sorry I’ve not been around and sorry I’ve not kept up with your posts. I thought I best try and explain myself and if you know me you’ll know in writing I’m trying to understand myself too.

I love writing, I’m not brilliant, but it’s my therapy and some people seem to like it. I pour my heart out, I’m an open book and show my vulnerabilities. I’m okay with that, I’m the same in person, I wear my heart on my sleeve.

I think with all that went on last year, my moves, my coming to terms with what was happening in my life, I needed time out. I started to notice silence, the silence you find when you let your thoughts drift. Writing for me has always been about formulating my thoughts and understanding myself, but I think I reached a place in which I needed silence more than I needed thought or understanding. Silence gave me a greater awareness of myself, silence is awareness, a natural teacher and worth listening to.

So I got myself a secondhand bike, christened it Tonto and cycled and cycled. I got up every morning before sunrise and cycled out to capture the sun rising from the horizon. I rode in the opposite direction at the end of the day to catch it setting again, I became obsessed with the sun, the sea and of course nature.

I wanted to write but I couldn’t, I couldn’t think of what to say. It’s hard to explain as I’ve never really thought about what to write, I just do it, but I reached a place in which I felt anything I had to say would be for the point of it and without meaning. That probably doesn’t make much sense, it didn’t to me but that’s how it was.

I did do other stuff, I took a course, so did lots of reading. I did write for my course assignments but again felt my heart wasn’t totally in it. I passed anyway so I’m now a qualified clinical hypnotherapist, not to be a hypnotherapist as such I’ve decided, but to incorporate it into my work.

I got to know my dad too, I’d known him for years but this past few months I really got to know him and I’d say he got to know me too. I value that time, we never know how much time we have do we and although my dad is 80 years young, he’s still 80 and says he doesn’t want to live to the great age his grandfather did. He talks about exiting stage left if he ever becomes dependant on anybody, so I’m really pleased we had this time together, I value it immensely.

Here I am today apologising for not being around or keeping up with your work. I hope to, but know there’s so much I’ve missed that I couldn’t possibly keep up with. I felt guilty not being here, as I’ve come to class some of you as friends, it felt like letting my friends down. But I hope you might understand, I just needed that time out.

I’m not going to promise to write daily or even weekly, I just want to ease myself back in now that the time feels right. I’ve two blogs as some of you know and will be focusing on getting to know them both again.

I hope to see you soon and catch up with what you have been doing xx

lizalizaskysaregrey©2018

 

Procrastination

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Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle – Lincoln

 

Procrastination is my middle name,

see I always put things off.

The reason is my perfectionism,

as I worry others may scoff.

My ideas can be quite brilliant,

although I do say so myself.

A multitude of them in my life,

so I’ll need a bigger shelf.

This is where I store my dreams,

just until they take shape.

But then I have so many sparks,

so a choice I have to make.

Which of them is the brightest,

mistakes can’t get in my way.

If you know me and you read this,

I hear what you’re going to say!

~

I wrote this poem while procrastinating again this morning. I laughed out loud while writing it, as it’s so utterly me. I often lose myself in writing while procrastinating, that’s funny too as I know some who procrastinate instead of writing!

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Inefficient…

I’m certainly inefficient today,

ineffective and quite sad.

I rose from my bed feeling poorly,

it’s left me feeling mad.

I’d so much planned for today,

things I put on the shelf.

Saving them up as I often do,

for a time I’m all by myself.

I’m certainly inefficient today,

it’s a day that’s lost in time.

A waste of the daylight hours,

my god just look at the time.

I’ll write a list for tomorrow,

all that I need to get done.

As until I conquer my inefficiency,

I won’t have time to have fun!!

~

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In Nothing..

It’s in doing nothing we find ourselves,

or someone we might know.

Whilst contemplating something else,

the universe somehow unfolds.

In trying to find the meaning of being,

it’s only more questions we find.

Although pointers drop into awareness,

when thoughts are left behind.

So close the books and take a walk,

through natures winding trails.

Inspiration will glisten in setting suns,

mingle in leaves that fall in gales.

Reflections you see on the rolling tide,

smile right through to your soul.

Connecting to all that surrounds you,

ending up feeling you’re whole.

~

lizalizaskysaregrey©2018

Future Life Progression

 

 

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Future Life Progression, or FLP for this post is a practice where you can take a peek at your future self, learn the steps it took you to get there and perhaps recognise any pitfalls.

If your wondering if FLP is actually possible it is, and you do it all the time in small ways without even knowing. We look into the future constantly, how often have you seen a parking spot in your minds eye before reaching it, or seen yourself doing something before you actually do it.

It’s morning here in the UK and many of us are thinking about what we’ll be serving up for dinner tonight. I’m thinking of a bowl of pasta, I see it first in my minds eye, shining maybe, with a coating of sauce, sprinkled with basil or parmesan, a welcome sight. Now that pasta is probably still in the packet on the supermarket shelf, the cheese on the deli counter and basil on the plant. But because I’ve seen it on the plate, I understand the steps I need to take to create it.

Now create your own dinner, close your eyes and imagine, visualise it on the plate, on the table, your lap, or a tray, wherever it is you usually eat your dinner. Thinks about the steps you took to make it, the magic ingredient maybe. Take a look around you, is there anybody with you, or are you alone, do you have a drink with your dinner? It’s easy to create isn’t it, and now you’ve created it, you have the blueprint, you can easily do it again this evening, you know exactly where to get the ingredients and you know already how it turns out.

As a practitioner, I can help my clients go further forward, five or ten years or maybe much further. I’m a clinical hypnotherapist, FLP and PLR practitioner and help people find their most positive future self. When you see yourself in the future, you know the steps you took to get there, you know for example it was the job or relationship holding you back, you know who is important and still around, what you’ve had to do to get there and what changes, if any it required.

FLP as a therapeutic tool is probably not for everyone, but it is certainly helpful at time where we feel blocked, confused or unsure in life. Creative visualisation on the other hand is useful for all of us, we do it naturally when we day dream but when we do it purposefully it can make our lives better in the simplest of ways. Think of the garden you will create this summer, how the colours blend, where the shade is, how the wildlife will enjoy it, nobody plants a garden without seeing it first in their mind eye.

Thought creates, when we see something in our minds eye, it becomes, it exists and is therefore possible. All great things start with a single thought that grows. Nothing in life, just is, it was all created, whether we recognise it or not. Thought creates pathways in the brain, just like the pathway I made in order to eat that pasta later today.

Everything in the external world has it’s roots in our thoughts and beliefs, we create what we believe, wether we know it or not. Our subconscious mind creates our futures by turning thoughts into mental images, which create our reality. When we use our conscious imaginations to create through the use of creative visualisation, we begin to create our external reality.

lizalizaskysaregrey©2018

 

Dreaming

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When I see you in my dreams at night,

why do I just take that for granted.

In those dreams I find you within,

there’s always a message that’s planted.

And waking in the morning light,

symbols floating through my mind.

I try to go back into that slumber,

to that beauty that’s so hard to find.

Is it your love that create my dreams,

is this the way you talk to me now.

I’m bewildered by the concept,

that you live in my dreams somehow.

~

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Men from Mars

What if it wasn’t men from Mars,

what if it was just sheep.

White and wooly, fluffy ones,

like those we use to sleep.

What if God is not really a man,

but formed like a kangaroo.

 A pouch where she puts children,

would that appeal to you.

Why are beings from outer space,

weirdly shaped like a man.

They could be other creatures see,

but does that fit with the plan.

We must think that man is perfect,

to create him all over again.

 In the paintings of angelic realms,

the angels look just the same.

And what if man did not exist,

what if the world was just trees.

With a smiling moon looking over,

that was really a big ball of cheese.

~

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