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Owning Openness: The Accidental Benefit of Seeing With Magical Eyes

Wednesday, March 17th, 2010

Hello Pinkies. Dana here, with something I wrote on the plane as I left California in early March.

I’ve had a magical time on the West Coast last week. Many things made it wonderful, but as I sit on the plane on the next leg of my journey, I am distilling down what gave it such energy for me. I’m a people person and so it’s no big surprise that it was the collection of amazing men and women I met in personal, professional and social contexts. Many, but not all, were swirling around Lissa and Owning Pink, but I’ve met a lot of people in my years and this bunch was unique in a very special way.  Every person I met, including Lissa herself, was completely without pretense. And let me tell you, there is nothing in the world more gorgeous than a human being who owns who they are today, while also owning the fact that they are still on a journey to learn and grow and become.

These people were from all walks of life and between the ages of four and fifty-five, they were living and playing and writing and creating world-changing businesses. When I say they were without pretense, I mean that they were self-confident and also open about what they still had to learn. They weren’t afraid to ask for help and they weren’t afraid to hear advice. I am tempted to give Lissa great credit for having fantastic friends (which is true!), but it was more than that and extended to people I’d known for years who somehow seemed different this time.  Why were all the people I met so open?

Reaching Out

Having so many conversations about where we were and what we need to grow got me thinking that in my business life, I work with many different kinds of clients and the most successful ones make good use of a Board of Advisors (sometimes, but not always, this is also a Board of Directors). The advisory board members are recruited by the president or executive director to provide him or her a special perspective they know they can’t get from people closest to them – such as customers, investors or employees.  These leaders reach outside their immediate circles and align themselves with outside advisors who have knowledge and experience that can bring them a much needed outside perspective on their business and themselves.

This isn’t just a business leadership skill, it’s also a personal leadership approach I see very effective people use in their daily lives as well, regularly reaching out to people they trust and being authentic with them so they can see themselves through their friends’ eyes. I’ve done this very intentionally for the last ten years or so, myself.

I didn’t used to do this, by the way. Many years ago I was seeing a therapist because I was a young working mom on the path to burnout and beginning to careen off balance. After beginning to get my emotional legs under me, I realized I was beginning to see her as a friend instead of a therapist, someome I could chat with about what had been going on in my life and get some perspective back.

About two sessions after I came to this realization, she asked me,“Do you have any friends?”

Surprised, I said , “Sure! I have tons of friends.”

She smiled and asked, “Do you ever talk to them?”

I blinked. “No. I really don’t have time.”

She smiled more broadly. “Why don’t you make time for them?”

Two weeks later I gave her a hug and released myself from therapy, promising myself and her I’d come back if I ever needed to. Though I’ve thought about it a few times over the years, I’ve never been back because, in part, I’ve created an interlocking circles of friends who I make a point to see regularly, both in personal and professional contexts. This doesn’t mean that my therapist wasn’t a good investment (she absolutely was, believe me!).  But that therapy had a limit. Once I became emotionally capable enough to reach out and make myself vulnerable to people I trusted in a new way, I no longer needed therapy. When I did this, I discovered a whole pleathora of personal development opportunity in the people that were already around me.

Opening Up

Today, my advisory teams are large and diverse. My advisors include friends I’ve met while kibuttzing on the soccer field as our kids chased butterflies instead of soccer balls (i.e., a while ago!), and they are former clients and people who I simply admire for their personal strength and journeys. I really value their perspectives on my life and I enjoy supporting them because in doing so I learn more about myself.

But this last trip, and the amazing people I met, were not just an accident. I’ve been on lots of trips and met lots of people before without having met so many who were all so open, in many cases, with someone they barely knew. When I look at the one common element in each interaction that delighted me this trip, I see only one consistent variable: me. And I realize that while I’ve been collecting my advisory teams around me for years, I’ve only recently opened myself to others in a way that encourages their deeper openness to emerge and feel safe.

The difference lately in my outlook is beyond nonjudgment and it’s beyond acceptance (both of which I’ve practiced intentionally). On this last trip West I practiced my magical eyes and seeing people with love – not just a few people or difficult to love people  – but on everyone I met. And it worked. It drew out the most beautiful part of each person for them to be, and me to see.

The Accidental Benefit of Seeing With Magical Eyes

And here’s my ah-ha! At Owning Pink we like to use Magical Eyes to make others feel seen and support their healing, but I don’t know if these people even needed “healing,” and I don’t know yet what affect my magical eyes had on them. Now I realize is that I don’t really need to know. What I’ve learned is that it had a strong and wonderful affect on me. I am lighter. I am happier. I am enriched by these wonderful people who allowed me to see them with love.  As I open myself up more and more with my new and old advisors, I expect to continue this happy spiral. I can’t wait!

What about you? Have you used your magical eyes? Have you used it on difficult people and “easy” people? Have you noticed the difference it makes on how you feel?

Stumbling into magic,
Dana

What If God Doesn’t Reward or Punish?

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

Here at Owning Pink, we talk a lot about “the Universe”, which we all know is code for “that Divine being we will leave unnamed so that Pinkies of all creeds and faiths may insert the name of who they worship.” But today, I’m going to talk about the Divine Being I know and love- and for lack of a better word, I’m going to call this being God. When people ask me to define my religion, I say, “Buddha is my homeboy but Jesus is my favorite.” Which pretty much makes people laugh and then they drop the question. The Dalai Lama says, “My religion is kindness,” and that certainly resonates with me. But it doesn’t quite go deep enough for me (no offense, Dalai Lama- I love you!)

Exploring My Personal Faith

So what is my personal religion? Who is God to me? Uh…I’m not sure. I’m still trying to figure it out (no biggie). This weekend, the Pink Tank gathered together to dream up what’s next for Owning Pink, and while they were here, Pink Goddess Dana and I were talking about this oh-so-important question. Dana said, “What if God is neutral?” And I stared at her blankly, the way I usually do when someone starts referencing abstract concepts in the same sentence as the word “God.” For me, God is love- and God is SO easy to understand.

You Don’t Have to DO God

Not long ago, my mother wanted to take my 4 year old daughter Siena to church and Siena said, “But Nana, I don’t know how to DO God.” For 3 seconds, I felt like a bad Mama. Have I failed to instill within my daughter a belief in the Divine? But then I realized that none of us need to know how to DO God.  It’s no wonder Siena said what she did. After all, most of us are raised to believe that God is something you DO- by saying the catechism, by reciting the Torah, by singing from the hymnal…you know the drill. But what if this simply isn’t the case? What is God is bigger than any action?  So I told Siena that she already knows God, even if I haven’t taught her the Lord’s Prayer. She nodded and said, “I know God in my heart.” Amen, sister.

My Personal Religion

It got me thinking. What is the nature of the Divine? Why is it that I have such profound faith but have never taken my daughter to church? What is MY religion? What can I teach my daughter that feels authentic to who I am and what I believe?

I’ve tried to find a church home. Raised in the Methodist church, I never fit in. I grew up loving Jesus- and I still do. I mean, seriously, the dude is pure love. What’s not to worship? A humble human being served his calling with Divine grace and the world persecuted him. All he wanted to do was show up how love could heal the world. And we went and bastardized it- killing people in his name. As Anne Lamott’s bumper sticker says, “Who would Jesus bomb?” I mean, seriously. Jesus rocks.

A Loving God Wouldn’t Punish

But something about the religion of my childhood never quite worked for me. My faith told me that Jews were going to hell because they hadn’t accepted Jesus Christ as their personal Lord and Savior. But some of my best friends were Jewish. And they were loving, faithful, loyal servants of God. If God is love, how could God punish such beautiful beings by damning them to a fiery eternity?

I was also taught that those who do accept Christ will go to heaven, where we get to chase butterflies, eat everlasting lollipops, cartwheel down roads of gold, dance with angels, and hang out with all the other faithful souls we have lost in life. If only we are GOOD, we will be rewarded. The God I was raised to know plays favorites. If you follow all the commandments, give 10% of your income to the church, and do good deeds, blessings will come to you.

But this never seemed to be true. Over and over, I watched bad things happen to good people. So if God rewards the faithful, why do the faithful get cancer, have their babies snatched away from them, or get raped and beaten up by their husbands?

What If God Is Neutral?

So what if what Dana said is true? What if God neither rewards nor punishes? What if there is Divine Purpose and events that happen are simply in service to that? What if God represents the highest possible vibration, the purest essence of love, the capacity within us all to live in line with the Divine? What if bad things simply happen because they are part of a complex puzzle that makes up the highest good for the most people at that particular moment in time?

This is where it starts to get fuzzy for me. But I’ll take a shot at it. If God is neutral to individual events and we can’t earn our way to blessings, heaven, and reward, why are we here and what is our moral compass? If God doesn’t punish us for mistakes we make when we are out of integrity and not serving the highest good, who will hold us accountable? Maybe that’s why we’re here, to figure it our for ourselves and help each other along the way. What if we’re meant to hold each other in check. To hold up the mirror to see more clearly what holds us apart from God and needs to heal. To celebrate the joys and relish in gratitude.  What if God has given us the responsibility and capability to align ourselves with Divine Purpose when we’re ready? What if God simply guides the Divine Purpose without judging us one way or another? When I think of it, I smile. Now THAT is the kind of God I want to teach my daughter about.

I believe we are here to serve our Divine purpose, that each of us has a mission in life, that each of us serves a calling. We are all vessels for this Divine, loving Creator, and the more we clear ourselves of our crap, the more the channel is open and God can radiate through us. But that’s just me…

What Do YOU Believe?

What about you, Pinkies? What Divine Being do you know? How do you connect with the Source? Does your religion raise questions you can’t answer? Is it okay to simply have faith without having organized religion at all? Could Owning Pink become our spiritual home, a gathering place for those in service to a Divine Being that nurtures us as we serve the greater good? Can I teach Siena to “Do God” by simply letting the Divine flow through her as she serves her life’s purpose with love? Can we talk about this with open minds and open hearts, reserving judgment and making room for all of us to explore our beliefs in a safe, sacred space?

What do you think, Pinkies?

Worshipping love,
Lissa

Owning Love on Valentine’s Day

Saturday, February 13th, 2010

The Many Colors of Valentines Day

Dearest Pinkies, it seems only fitting to have Owning Pink’s Lovemuffin Extraordinaire and Think Pink founder Megan Monique Harner write today’s Valentine’s Day post. So without further adieu, I give you LOVE. Take it away MeganMuffin!

Love

Love a word that has endless definitions. It can be taken out of context, too far into context and is a common emotion that humans share across the world at least one time in their lives. For those of us who are lucky enough to acknowledge it, it is an everyday sensation.

Valentines Day

Love in terms of Valentines Day takes on a whole new meaning. I have encountered some who enjoy the spirit of Valentines Day whether or not they have a special cuddle buddy. Others are less enthusiastic about the holiday because they feel it only exists to exploit the saps that get a kick out of receiving gifts of chocolate, over priced jewelry and roses. No matter your stance on this gaudy day o’ love, I want to offer you a different meaning for it all.

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Where Do You Stand with Love?

Love is an emotion that is not easy to come by for everyone. You might feel as though you have a lack of love that surrounds you, or maybe your don’t know how to share your own love. Perhaps, it is even true that you did not have love in your life as a child and it has transferred over to today. No matter the reasons of your past, you can still start today anew, live a life full of love- cuddle buddy, or not. And to those of you who are swimming in love daily, this invitation still stands for you as well.

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What Valentines Day Means to Me

For as long as I can remember, Valentine’s Day has been my favorite holiday (aside from the 4th of July!) I have been lucky enough to have love in my life everyday that I can remember. I think a large part of it being there is that I choose to acknowledge its existence. To me, Valentine’s Day is celebration of the Love that exists EVERYWHERE. Not just in intimate relationships, but the love I have for my family, friends, and above all- myself. I take this Holiday of Love and use it to get excited about this feeling that is FREE to EVERYONE. I love to my fullest on this day; strangers, cab drivers, movie theater attendants, waiters, boyfriends, girlfriends, moms, dads, grandmas, grandpas, cousins, friends, ex-boyfriends, E V E R Y O N E. Especially you Pinkies.

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What’s In It for You?

Pinkies, imagine what it would be like, if for a moment you stepped out of your mind frame that Valentine’s Day was something to either preen over because some lover adores you or curse because you don’t? What if you started celebrating LOVE for its own sake instead. Where would that leave you? Would you be honoring yourself with a bubble bath, pink roses and chocolates (heck, maybe even a massage?) Or perhaps you will gather with your friends and a good chick flick while you basque in each others awesome-ness. Whatever it is you choose to do, do it with a large amount of love in your heart and see how much further it gets you. Valentine’s Day is something to take advantage of. Personally, I think it is incredible that we have a National Day O’ Love- how lucky are we?!

What about you Pinkies? What are you doing to celebrate today? Tell us your stories- all of them. If you’re whooping it up in roses and chocolate land because you’ve found the love of your life, share your joy and let us celebrate with you (I’m serious.  Let’s share of happy days as well as our struggles. Those of us who haven’t found that will relish your joy on this special day.) If you’re annoyed by this Hallmark holiday, share that too. If you’ve found love here at Owning Pink and it’s changed you, tell us how you feel. We want to know all the facets of how V-day affects you. As always, we just want to be real. What’s real for you?

Loving YOU (and me,)

Megan Monique

A special Valentine’s Day message from Owning Pink’s founder Dr. Lissa Rankin:

Pinkettes….daw-lings…I am sending each and every one of you extra special love, healing juju, and virtual rose petals raining down upon you while I wrap you in my arms and tell you how much I care. Really. Do you feel it? Happy Valentine’s Day. Let’s truly, collectively make this a day of Love. Please make an extra special effort to use your Magical Eyes, don your LOVE BUBBLE, and put your love out into the world today.  Reach out to someone who might be lonely and need a hug. Buy flowers for the girl behind you at the checkout counter in the grocery store with the tan line where her wedding ring used to be.  Give a hug to a widow at church who might need one. Call your single girlfriends and plan an impromptu LOVE FEST potluck party.

And please do me an extra special favor and make this a special day of expressing love to your fellow Pinkies on the Pink Posse forum. Send them messages of love. Reach out to those who live near you and meet for a cup of tea.  Pay extra attention to those who are posting on the Posse blog and make sure everyone feels nurtured. Hell- write on the Posse blog and let us nurture YOU.  Let’s make this day about US- ourselves and those we love. Let’s truly celebrate love the way it was meant to be celebrated (with big PINK balloons and banshee dancing and rock and roll and moments of stillness in which we remember who we are.) Okay? You in?

Holding you in both arms and squeezing extra special tight today,

Lissa & the rest of the Owning Pink team

A Valentine’s Day Challenge: Say “I LOVE YOU”

Thursday, February 11th, 2010

i-love-youPinkies, I love you. Really, I do. I’m not just saying it. When I think of each and every one of you, my heart swells almost to bursting. I love you. I just do. Which you may find odd, because we don’t say these things much. But hey- it’s almost Valentines day, so it bears exploring, this whole “love” thing.

An Imperfect Language

The problem is that we simply don’t have enough words for love in the English language. We have “like” which is watered down and kinda lame. We have “adore” which is definitely limited to romantic love and children. But what about the love you have for your girlfriends (or guy friends)? What about the love you have for your parents? For you children? For your crazy Uncle Lenny? For your pitbull Spike? For your job? For yourself? What about the love I have for you Pinkies, most of whom I’ve never met? Why don’t we have language for these feelings? We could try rewriting the language to more closely reflect the way Eskimos talk about snow, but hey- it’s not my place to reconfigure the language of Shakespeare. So for now, we’ll have to stick to what we’ve got.

Can You Say “I LOVE YOU” Too Much?
The way I see it, most of us don’t hear the words “I love you” enough. I was blessed. I grew up hearing it all the time from my parents and loved ones. Then I attracted boys who said it often, until one boyfriend refused to say it more than once per day. He believed that saying the words cheapened them. Used to bum me out completely if he said it at 8am- I knew he’d reached his quota until the next day, no matter how tenderly he expressed it. Although I truly adored the guy, that relationship lasted less than six months (no surprise).

Personally, I think there’s no such thing as too much love. It probably won’t come as much surprise to you that when a life coach asked me to take a Signature Strengths test, my number one Signature Strength was “The ability to love and be loved.” Uh…really? So you might say I’m gifted at love. (Trust me- this can be a liability. By 33, I was twice divorced. But that’s another story for another post).

Loving Freely
When I think of free love, I think of long-haired hippies with daisies in their hair at Grateful Dead concerts, and frankly- that’s not really me. But in a way, yes, I guess I’m a free love kind of gal. No, I don’t really sleep around. In fact, I can still count on one hand the men I’ve slept with (and no, I’m not proud of the fact that I married three of them). But the truth is, I love often. And hard. I love profoundly. And it’s not just boys. I cherish my daughter. I adore my mother. I love my girlfriends deeply. I love my patients (may the medical community strike me down for speaking such heresy). And I love Pinkies. I would name each of you, but I don’t want to embarrass you- plus, that would be a really long post. So I’ll resist the temptation to express my love for each and every one of you.

Expressing Love Genuinely
But is it real? Do I really love that much? Some might argue that what I call love isn’t the same as what others call love. What do I know? This is just me. What I can honestly say is that I see your spirits- each individual one. I can see past your masks. I can use Magical Eyes. And when I see you, my heart connects to yours with this beam of Pink light, a direct heart-to-heart channel of divine love that courses through me and through you and links us indelibly like family. True, I may not know you. We’ve probably never met. If you just joined the Pink Posse forum, I may not even know your name. And yet, I love you. I see in you all the possibility of your highest self, your beautiful spirit, your divine potential. Is this weird? Maybe, by society’s standards. But it’s how I feel. So I’m just telling you my truth. I’m owning it. I love you. Period.

Is It Authentic?
If I love all of you, does it mean I love my daughter, my husband, or my best friend any less?  Am I being genuine, or am I just saying what you might want to hear? Well, all I can say is that it’s what feels real to me. I feel like I don’t need to know the details about you to know the essence of you, to believe in your preciousness, to see your magnificence. Does it make it less meaningful if I offer love freely? I hope not. Our world craves more love. I’d hate to think that I should start rationing what I genuinely feel.

Growing up, my mother taught me a song. It goes like this.

Love is something if you give it away, give it away, give it away. Love is something if you give it away. You end up having more.

It’s just like a magic penny. Hold it tight and you won’t have any. Lend it, spend it, and you’ll have so many, they’ll roll all over the floor.

Love is something if you give it away, give it away, give it away. Love is something if you give it away. You end up having more.

My husband Matt now calls it “Lucky Penny Love.” And I guess I’m a believer in the song. Love lies within us all. We all are capable of loving and being loved. It just so happens that this is my #1 Signature Strength (I’m not gonna tell you what I suck at – that’s yet another post), but this capacity lies within us all. You too can OWN it. You are loving. You are lovable. I SEE you.

Why Do We Avoid the Words We Most Long to Hear?
Why do we ration the words “I love you?” I mean, face it. We are all desperate to hear them whispered in our ear by a lover, expressed to us by a parent, or voiced by our children. When our friends say it, we may blush but our hearts swell and our spirits lift. When Pinkies say it to you, admit it- it feels good. You may feel a little weird about having complete strangers utter terms of endearment- after all, it’s completely foreign to most of us- but if you dig deep, you realize that you like it. Hell, you love it. You heart eats it up.

Say I LOVE YOU Out Loud
Let’s just do it, Pinkies. Express your love to those you care about. Say it to your family. Say it to your best friend. Say it to yourself in a mirror. Say it to the Universe. Practice saying it until it rolls off your tongue. Who doesn’t want to live in love? And hey- it’s Valentine’s Day. Do it just because. Do it freely. Offer love like hot tea on a cold day. Nurture others with your fresh, beautiful spirit. Don’t be shy. They want it. I swear- they want it, even if they look askance and change the subject. Expect nothing in return. Just live in love. And watch what happens.

What about you Pinkies? What do you think about the words “I love you?” What are your experiences with love? Are you able to love freely or does it wig you out? Are you able to receive love when others offer it , or do you shut it out? Do you believe us when we say we love you? Or are you making up reasons why you’re unlovable? Let’s talk about this, dear ones. It’s SO important. I care what you have to say….

Loving you (like it or not!),
Lissa

Owning YOU on Valentine’s Day- Redefining Love & Beauty

Thursday, February 11th, 2010

beautiful womanDear Pinkies, please welcome back photographer and blogger Lone Mørch, proprietor of Lolo’s Boudoir, a delicious, safe space that encourages women to be and express themselves. For Valentine’s day, Miss Lolo has some empowering, thought-provoking thoughts on love and beauty.

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Lovely People,

Who do you love? Who loves you? With Valentine approaching, we might be asking such questions. To some V-Day is sweet. To others it is a bittersweet reminder of “without-ness.” Although a mostly joyful single, I am also hopelessly romantic, and it’s with some trepidation I approach this day. Will someone special bring me flowers? What if “not-the-one” invites me out? Would I be better off spending the day semi-depressed with other single girlfriends?

For a moment, I want to hide at home, and wonder why this day, one day out of hundreds, has such power to determine how we feel about ourselves and where we are at in our “love” lives?

What’s in a heart?

My friend Marcy comes to mind. A lover of life, she once asked rhetorically: “What’s in a heart? Really?” I now ask the same. What’s in a heart? What’s in your heart? Love is! There’s maybe some sadness and longings, but above and beyond, there is simply love. Love that’s doesn’t require someone special to be felt or shared. Love that doesn’t care what day it is. Love that’s yours. Was it Monroe or May West who said: “the man might chance, but the love stays the same.”

So this Valentine, no matter what the day brings, I intend to relish this heart-knowing, eat chocolates, buy myself flowers, spread my joy in any way I feel called, and celebrate LOVE. Love that spills into the rest of the year. I hope you will do the same. Because, ultimately, we decide when we want to feel what!

And as with love, today I also feel compelled to ask:

Who the hell decides what beauty is?

Valentine’s Day may also trigger some insecurities in us, especially if we haven’t found the love of our lives yet. Maybe I’m not pretty enough? Maybe I need to lose weight. Nonsense! Just like the media-driven calendar likes to tell us when we are worthy of flowers and chocolate (or not) the media also likes tell us what is beautiful and what is not. But have you ever really, seriously, considered, who decides what is beautiful?

Is it you? Is it your friends? Is it magazines? Is it ads? Is it movies? Is it fashion? Is it models? Is it the makeup industry?

Most of us are very aware of the power of the “media,” yet we continue to succumb to standards propelled by it. Currently body image is a hot topic. Statistically, the number one New Year’s resolution is either dieting, fitness, health changes or something related. We are obsessed with our “image,” and yet, what image are we attempting to attain?

Normal Size

A few smart media people have brought “normal-size” women into their advertising and fashion shows. TV shows like to show “real women” naked. But either way, most of us still adhere to and try to emulate directives that swirl around us in our attempts to feel worthy, beautiful, part of the fabulous crowd. Most of us still beat our bodies into shape or have five items on our weekly to-do lists to look and feel “right”.

What’s this really about? Why do we hand away our power to invisible forces that are driven by money and perverted beauty sense?

The “backstage drama” of this I often see at my studio. Women feel at once unworthy and deeply offended. There is a sense of rebellion. They want to see themselves beautiful, even if they don’t fit the standards. They want to claim their female bodies and their sensuality. They want to connect with being a woman, sexuality and beauty on their own terms.

How do we as women take back our bodies, our beauty, and our spirit, and own what is ours, regardless of size, ethnicity and features? And, if we are really honest, the body doesn’t define the true heart of us anyway, so how do we really evoke change in this area of our lives?

Redefining love and beauty,
Miss Lolo