Breathing in... Space Opens

I took the weekend to sit with the concept of me as published author, and space seemed to constrict as I thought about how and what would have to be done to achieve that.

Not the time for me to publish what is appearing on the pages as I write about mySELF as parent. Now if there wasn't others involved in MY story, no problem... but I wouldn't necessarily be a parent if the others were not there.

So I breath in... run the scenarios through my body. Produce a chapter that is me, but isn't necessarily the passionate authentic me that I live. Nope doesn't feel right.

Breath in... have published what I am living and have been in the past year, possible outcome, my children's sense of trust and safe haven with me being at stake. Not an option.

Breath in... choice point. Discovering this is not the time for THIS story.

And the space opens, for breath to flow, both in and out. My words once again begin to flow with the KNOWING with in, these words for now, are for me.

My time and place will come, when the space is right.

My sincere thanks to those who offer the writer I am opportunity, love, respect and encouragement.

The book is going to be amazing. And I am alright with being a reader this time around.

Birthright of Potential

Birthright: any right or privilege to which a person is entitled by birth

As I get ready to engage in a teleconference with other authors who are writing for the Parenting book project, I find my self thinking about the Birthright of Potential and what that means to me as individual.

The Birthright of Potential, sometime so simple, so taken for granted, yet to some people they decide who has potential and who doesn’t. I think of the corporate world, you have the “leadership” of that corporation/organization who hand pick a chosen few for opportunities because that person has potential. And in the corporate world that equates to an individual in a leadership role dismissing the potential that we all hold and limiting opportunities for those who are not “chosen”.

Often times these individuals who are looked over have always felt they didn’t or don’t have potential. They have been brought up learning that they are nothing spectacular, nothing special and they should be content with where they are and what they have. They learn to settle, and that thought pattern will reflect into their relationships, careers and eventually parenting.

But if we all come to understand that we are born with unlimited potential, that Potential is a Birthright, the world will shift and change exponentially. Can you imagine a world where everyone believes they can achieve whatever goals they set for themselves, where they can be anything they want to be? The possibilities of a society that is evolved, progressive and supportive would be a reality.

And imagine if you will that this is a reality. Can you picture how many advances we would make in the medical, social, and science fields (to name but a few)? Amazing to think about.

So who would I have been had I known from birth that I had this bag of potential I carried with me always that would never deplete. I dare say that I am finding that out now. I work because I need to support my family but I find ways to make it meaningful and fun because I can. Now that I know I can be, do, see and say anything I feel I need to, because that brilliance is within me, I create experiences where I can express the passion I hold sacred to me and I can live that passion, and opportunities arrive. Opportunities present themselves effortlessly, because I am living authentically for myself, Voila! a new forum to express in arrives.

I no longer go out searching for things to make my life more meaningful, I know if I live a meaningful life (within myself, for myself) magic happens.

The Birthright of Potential… for my children, for my girls, to know now and no longer be limited by the parent I was because of the guardian of the vision I have now become… it excites me. At 30 years old I discovered the potential I had, at 33 years old I am experiencing life as it is unfolding… at 4 years old and 13 years old the possibilities are endless!

How magnificent for me to watch my children play, discover, experience and grow from a place without the old style dictatorship that was parenting in my past. The expressions of self they already are is awe inspiring.

Starting the Chapter - Getting rid of the baggage

I have been invited to participate in a book project entitled Parenting: Guardians of the Vision - The Birthright of Potential. Today I sat down and reviewed what I had already written when I was initially invited to participate in this project.

What I noticed was I seemed to be writing from a victim standpoint. In trying to share my past parenting perspective I was not owning anything, I was saying things like, my ex did it this way, my ex expected me to parent that way.

While I read those words today, I noticed, this doesn't matter, the past is the past and started fresh.

So I began again, only to pick up from the self imposed hiatus I placed myself in in May of last year. And the words flowed, my story as mother in a difficult situation, protecting my girls, trusting their intelligence, allowing myself to be authentic and present to them... there is more to write there and I am uncertain as to if I will submit this chapter I am currently writing as part of this project or if I find another forum for it.

All I know is that the words flowed out with no stories... no tears... no waves of pent up emotion... it felt completed and matter of fact. If this story does eventually get published then I must write under a different name to preserve the anonymity of my children.

But the story... regardless of the forum, is needed to be told, to be shared and to be experienced.

Interesting to me to discover this... my writer, coming up, coming out, waiting to get back to the tap, tap, tap of the keys. Sharing the truth of my experience, knowing that it will ripple through and resonate with others who are drawn to it.

I have the feeling I will be starting many chapters. To continual new beginnings! Cheers.