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Owning Discomfort: The Opportunity of Pain

Tuesday, January 19th, 2010

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Dearest Pinkies, Please welcome back the illustrious Tama J. Kieves, founder of Awakening Artistry and author of This Time I Dance: Creating The Work You Love (which happens to be this month’s pick for the Pink Posse Book Club … if you’re reading or have read it, be sure to join the discussion!). Tama has once again generously agreed to let us reprint her monthly newsletter, “Trusting the Journey Times.” Expect to be forever changed – and, in this case, stretched into a new shape – by the last paragraph. We always are. Enjoy, Pinkies, and deep, stretchy bows of thanks as always to Tama.

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Recently I took a yoga class while in New York City. I claimed a space in the packed studio and drank in the peace of the altar, appointed with images of smiling gurus and blue Krishnas. The subway rumbled beneath us. The teacher, a low-keyed young man in a faded tee shirt, walked casually among us. Just minutes later he would rock my world.

He had us stretching, sweating, and breathing deeply immediately. Then at one point he had us doing squats, yes squats, like army boot camp training. I longed to go back to the nice chanting part. Then, just when I secretly gave myself permission to take the low road into listlessness, the teacher said this, “Don’t miss the opportunity to go deeper into this squat, you only have two more breaths, two more chances to get this full stretch.” Yeah, don’t miss the opportunity to rip open a wound or deny yourself water in a desert either, I immediately think, because my cynic is often the first one up to bat. But his tone catches me anyway. He says it with a raspy voice as though he’s talking about beholding moonlight or the face of your lover before your eyes go dim for the last time. I get it that he’s talking about more than just the squats. He’s telling us not to miss the chance to get what we came for in this life, to devote ourselves to ourselves and the moments we have before us.

For the rest of the class, he’s hooked me. He’s helped me believe that I’m on the way to somewhere grand, and that I don’t want to cheat myself of the ride, not even the squats. Suddenly I see that there is an opportunity in pain. It’s the opportunity to choose aliveness instead of habit. It’s the chance to practice stepping into my unknown strength and love, my highest self, instead of resistance and complacency.

Haven’t you had moments in your life that you wish you could have done differently? Maybe there’s a way you’ve sabotaged yourself with money. Or maybe every time a certain scenario arises with your husband, you spit out words you regret or lock yourself into a distant chamber. Perhaps you reach for distraction every time you look at a task or deadline. There’s a place where you become automatic. There’s a place where you choose something that will not expand your heart and mind and soul. It’s not about making yourself wrong for this. It’s about noticing what you do with pain. Pain is our practice to do things differently.

How do you react to discomfort? Do you close down? Do you open up? Do you invite it to tea? Can you become present and choose a response that you’ve never chosen before? This is venturing into the mystery. This is stepping into the gleaming green forest beyond the limits of the familiar village. This is how we dare to experience our true capacities and the evolving wonder of life. In this life, we create our identities by the choices we make. JK Rowling, the internationally best-selling author of the Harry Potter series, attributed her enormous success not to her talent, but to her ability to walk past fear. She said, “It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”

The wisdom tradition of A Course in Miracles teaches, “Trials are but lessons that you failed to learn presented once again, so where you made a faulty choice before you now can make a better one, and thus escape all pain that what you chose before has brought to you.” I love that idea. I can choose a new response that ultimately helps me escape all pain that what I chose before has brought to me.

This is what I remind myself now. Pain is my opportunity to expand. There is someone astounding in me. I only get to meet her in the presence of challenge. It’s my opportunity to show myself my true colors, to dare a more loving, patient, or audacious response. My initial instinct is one of smallness. “I don’t want to.” “This scares me.” “I shouldn’t have to.” The posturing and bargaining goes on. My first reaction is the guardian of stagnation. It will keep me making the same choices. It will keep me at the same level. It will have me say things in defensiveness that I would not say in sanity and I’d never even think in love. It will send me into fear when the media announces a certain perspective, even though I know a more abundant reality in my bones. Pain is the opportunity to practice. Pain is the portal to another choice, another self, and another life.

In the body, pain is the sensation of stretching the muscles, growing them, turning them into a fire that will mold a new strength. So please don’t refuse the gift. Don’t miss the opportunity to live large, to choose large, to face discomfort and breathe into it until it yields new grace. In the Bible, Jacob wrestled the angel and said, “I will not let you go until you give me a blessing.” I suggest you wrestle with your angels and your demons. Forgive yourself over and over again for choosing habit and limitation. But dare it now. Walk yourself across the cosmic border of everything you know. Choose a new response. Be generous. Trust your crazy desires. Choose to love more than you’re loved. Don’t miss the opportunity. You’re only here for a little while. You only have two more chances to deepen into this stretch, two more opportunities to choose grace over business as usual. Squat deeply. Fly high.

With my love and blessings,
Tama

©Copyright 2009 Tama J. Kieves. All rights reserved.

Owning Pain: The Secret to Healing

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

Dear Pinkies, We are honored once again to welcome the amazing Pink Goddess Tama J. Kieves to Owning Pink. We invite you to soak your tired feet in Tama’s brilliant message about feeling what we’re feeling. You can read more about her and her work at the bottom of this post- and if you love this post, grab a copy of her book, This Time I Dance!, which is our Pink book club selection in January. Enjoy, and big Pink thanks to Tama!

When we are on the path of creating the work and life we love, we will encounter pain. That’s a given. Yes, we will follow our bliss, and then rejection, fear, and confusion will find out where we live. How we deal with the pain will determine our success and joy. But most of us don’t love dealing with pain.

Recently, I had a fit of insecurity, a bout of self-comparison, and then a melt down. It’s the same sorry broken record that plays again. I don’t want this pain to return. It has come so many times to my house and broken the dishes and kicked in the walls. But when it comes I feel as though I have little say. All my years of therapy and spiritual growth, and even teaching, seem like postcards from a foreign land. I know that this “pain is optional.” But in the moment, it’s the only dish on the menu.

Ironically, I am at a beautiful retreat center when this experience happens. There are ongoing workshops on meditation and healing taking place.  I pause by a still pond. Barefoot meditators walk by me, smiling with peace. I want to trip them as they pass. I am not well, I tell you.

Heal my mind, I pray to any God who will listen. Take these thoughts away. I say the words, begging and demanding. I stomp my foot like a princess calling upon the powers of the heavens as though they are disobedient maid servants. Nothing happens. Evidently, I cannot even pray right in this pain.

“Try focusing on something positive,” I demand of myself. It’s almost embarrassing how much good there is in my life, and how I choose to lie down on a bed of nails instead. Seeing this makes me feel worse. There are children starving in Africa, and they’re probably singing, says my suddenly “spiritual” inner critic. Now I’m in more pain, thinking how wrong it is to be in pain.

That night, I talk to Nancy, a woman I have just met. She is a healer by trade. But more than that, she is a healer by the way she looks at me. Her face is as open as a window in springtime and her eyes have seen it all, yet look at me with burning interest. I feel the air slow down around her. I swear she is charming the molecules into sacred space.  I start telling her about my situation, strategically inserting only the details that validate my cause, and make me look pretty good, not at all like the ragged and hostile character at her table.  I ask her how to deal with the pain of the situation.

I am hoping she will give me some mantra or insight to make it instantly disappear. I am hoping she has some kind of talisman tucked up her sleeve.  I am hoping she will say something to prop up my wounded, terrified ego, maybe something like— you’re obviously a rock star who deserves better treatment. Or better yet, here let me wave my magic wand, and don’t worry, just for you, I’ll waive my fee. Or worst case scenario, but still fine with me, I expect her to say, I know a woman who can tell you which mother in which past life did this to you. I know a guru, a therapist, a lobotomist, a drug dealer, I’ll get you connected. But she says none of those things. She says something I am not expecting. When I ask her “What should I do?“—she says quietly, “I guess there is nothing to do— but feel the pain.”

Part of me wants to say, “Come, again?”

But the wise part of me, the one that instantaneously recognizes truth, wants to giggle and toss jellybeans at her feet. That part understands and claps its hands.

“Feel the pain,” she says, and she says it with the kindness of a thousand years like water that has loved a jagged rock and smoothed it into shining.  Her healer’s voice surrounds me with spaciousness, as though she can wait forever for me to take in this message.

I feel her recognize my sorrow and suddenly I recognize it—and I recognize that it’s okay to feel sorrow. I don’t need to deny it or make it wrong or try to sweep it off my doorstep and scrub away its shadow. The moment she says “feel the pain,” I feel as though the broken sorrows of the whole world are laid before me, the raw hearts of everyone, everywhere, meeting me in this single moment with knowing. Somehow we’re all in this together, and I would not make them wrong for anything—and, finally, I do not make myself wrong either.

This is what whispers to me in her words:  stop running and come in out of the rain. Wrap your little girl in a warm woolen blanket. Let’s put on a pot of soup. Forgive your ego, your frightened one for its tirade, for demanding the moon as proof of being loved, for needing things to be otherwise, for taking offense because the wind blew a certain way—not your way. Take those tight shoes off. Why, you’ve been running away from your truth for so long, you must be tired. Here, let’s soak those feet in lavender oil.

The moment Nancy said, “feel the pain,” I didn’t feel lonely or separate from my life anymore. I felt as though I could be in this exact moment, in this exact state of mind. I felt as though she was asking me to allow God, the Eternal Lover of the Present Moment, back into my heart. I felt as though she was reminding me of my Real Nature, a presence so beautiful and vast, it could sit with pain of any sort, frustration, anger, betrayal, and welcome every wasp, spider, or aphid into the garden. She was asking me to give myself over to the medicine and instruction of this moment. Suddenly I realized I didn’t need Spirit to take away the pain. I only wanted Spirit to sit with me while I felt the pain. I needed to sit with this part of myself. I needed to hear her story, not to fix it, or agree with it, push it away, or try to change the circumstances that caused it. I needed to sit with this frightened part of myself. She needed to be heard. She would know how to go forward from there.

In the past, I have envisioned the Presence of Love sitting down by my side. It’s the Holy Spirit, Jesus, Buddha, the Hebrew Shekina, or the spirit of ten thousand sequoia trees. Strong Love sits beside me. Strong Love sits behind me, before me and above me and below me.  Strong Love can contain anything. Strong Love can absorb the sting. Strong Love doesn’t want to be anywhere else.

In the end, pain opened my heart to myself. It’s always that way. I feel the love of the Universe when I feel my own love.  I feel that love when I stop running away from any part of myself or any experience I am having. I am willing to feel the pain. I am wiling to feel my love. I am willing to feel my life.

This month I invite you to sit with yourself in the middle of a feeling that is uncomfortable. Feel the pain. I hope you can hear me whisper this to you, with the love of the ages in my voice, a strength and gentleness that wraps around you. I have faith in your ability to heal yourself. I have faith in your ability to contain and absorb and dance with the truth of exactly where you find yourself in this moment.  I have faith in all of us.

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Tama J. Kieves is an honors graduate of Harvard Law School who left her practice with a large corporate law firm to write and to embolden others to live their most fulfilling lives. She is the bestselling author of THIS TIME I DANCE! Creating the Work You Love and is a sought-after speaker and career coach who has helped thousands world-wide to discover and live their true work in the world. Visit her at www.ThisTimeIDance.com and sign up for free inspiration and support through her monthly e-newsletter. Want to find your calling? Get Tama’s Free Report right now on “Finding Your Calling” at www. ThisTimeIDance.com.

Tama J. Kieves
©2009. All rights reserved


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You are the Light of the World: Taking Your Pain Into Promise

Friday, December 18th, 2009

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Greetings Pinkies! Please welcome back the extraordinary Tama Kieves, author of This Time I Dance! Creating the Work You Love (the first read of the Pinkie Book Club).  Enjoy this month’s message, filled with hope, light, energy, and a whopping amount of Pink energy. Thank you Tama – love to you, oh sister goddess of mojo.

Since it’s the holiday season, I wanted to write about “light.”

The wisdom tradition of A Course in Miracles teaches us, “I am the light of the world. That is my only function. That is why I am here.” When I first read that line part of me stood at attention as though its true name had been called through a fog and cobweb of centuries. The other part of me felt screwed.

At the time, I looked around at my life of half-written manifestos, unused yoga videos, and abrupt tectonic shifts of doubt and fear, and thought humanity could definitely benefit from a more reliable guide. But I have come to see that limitation is spirit calling my name. Limitation puts pins in my sofa and lumps in my pillow so that I do not fall asleep in my life. Limitation calls me to seek for strength, focus, achievement, and liberating powers I did not know I had. And, in the end, limitation gifts me with a one-of-a-kind credential in this world. It’s because as I come to experience freedom in the midst of defeated circumstances, I become a hope and light to others.

We, who are questioning our lives and our abilities, are the light of the world. We will be a beacon of comfort, hope and direction to those who need us. We are in the soup, but it is healing broth. We are the ones who are learning to find joy and full expression in the midst of bruised conditions. Every spiritual tradition teaches us that freedom is not being liberated once the job comes through, the check comes in or the skinny jeans fit. Freedom is learning how to be at peace no matter what, no matter when.

Our world is changing. The old ways are falling apart. Some talk about being in a revolutionary evolution of consciousness. We are the ones. We are the ones who are discovering our sacred resources and responses and bringing them to the table. We are the ones who write poems or sing praises to the divine, even as the stock market crumbles. Our dark days and stumbles are our training grounds. We are learning how to recognize a magnitude that is never threatened or taken away.  We are discovering the river of faith in the dryness of our desert. We are the ones. We may not get it right every single day or even for weeks on end, but we are the ones.

Your pain is your relentless guru. How do you gain instruction from the sting? How do you resist the urge to curse it, deny it, or lie down in a ball for a thousand years? How do you love yourself? How do you forgive yourself? How do you sit down right now and trust the perfection of where you are? This is the juncture of your freedom. This life is not about just sweeping the kitchen one more time, or sending in a resume. It’s about feeding the wild blue bird in your heart on berries not of this world. It’s about feeding the wild blue bird so that it flies free no matter what.

I do not wish you pain or suffering. But I know that pain will cause you to seek freedom and freedom will teach you who you are and why you’re here. You are the light of the world, and you have love, talent, and healing to offer us. Because of the sand, the oyster yields the pearl. Peacocks grow their signature colorful feathers by eating thorns. “What is to give light, must endure burning,” wrote Viktor Frankl, who taught about how he found liberation, through mental focus, in the harshest hours of living in a concentration camp. And Buddhist nun Pema Chodron says, “Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us.” You are the light of the world. And it’s pain that reminds you, like a ferocious drill sergeant, to abandon your useless definitions of security, and penetrate the limitless grace within you.

We may not have easy lives at this time. But it’s not because we’re failing, falling, or inadequate. It’s because our souls demand healing more than coping, soaring more than just reaching cruising altitude. We are the teachers, healers, visionaries, social entrepreneurs and architects of the coming bright times. We are the sensitive ones, the canary in the mines. We have never truly been fit for this world. That’s why we are the ones who will change it.

We will change it with our compassion. We will change it with our twigs of peace. We will change it by sitting in our dark corners until the pain passes and transmutes into new energy that can sustain the rest of our lives– and we have a new stronghold to offer our brothers and sisters.

We will turn darkness into hope, as humanity has always done. We will prove that pain passes and leaves strong alchemy in its wake. We will run a new mile, inspire new actions, bring clean water to the needy, or paint images of wonder and faith. We will find our unique way to channel inexhaustible strength to hungry conditions.  We will bring the new into the world by expanding our minds, communing with our creativity, and opening our boundless hearts. We are in the study halls now. Many of us are getting ready for our certifications.

We are the light of the world. We are the ones who have mercy for others. We are the ones who lend a hand. We are the ones who share a bit of writing, a dance, a reiki session, a vibrant expression filled with courage and forgiveness. We are the ones who question limitation and habits and demonstrate the raw and formidable power of love and alignment with our source. We are the ones who believe there is enough here to work with and we are about the business of working with it. Jesus walked on water. We may be doing something far more electrifying in these times. We are walking in this world.

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In this coming year, and every year, I dream of a world where everyone’s talents are cherished, honored, and put to use in the business of uplifting humanity. I thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart for all your faith and growth this year. And on a personal note, I am so very grateful for all your love and support. It’s your emails, your sharing this work, your coming to workshops, and just knowing you’re ‘out there’ that keeps me siding with my own strength and light. I am so touched by all of you. I wish all of you a beautiful, holy holiday season filled with grace, authenticity, and love, and the birth of wild, new inspiration.

Love and blessings,

Tama

Tama J. Kieves is an honors graduate of Harvard Law School who left her practice with a large corporate law firm to write and to embolden others to live their most fulfilling lives. She is the bestselling author of THIS TIME I DANCE! Creating the Work You Love and is a sought-after speaker and career coach who has helped thousands world-wide to discover and live their true work in the world. Visit her at www.ThisTimeIDance.com and sign up for free inspiration and support through her monthly e-newsletter. Want to find your calling? Get Tama’s Free Report right now on “Finding Your Calling” at www.ThisTimeIDance.com.

©Copyright 2009 Tama J. Kieves. All rights reserved.

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Take Time to Recharge Your Batteries

Friday, December 4th, 2009

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It’s been a hell of year, Pinkies. I mean- good stuff- all of it exactly what I’ve asked for. But in the course of one year, I’ve moved my family to Marin County, started an integrative medicine practice at CLEAR Center of Health, launched and managed a team of 22 Pinkies who help me run Owning Pink, communicated with you Pinkies, completed one book and written another, lead workshops, prepared for 3 solo art shows, and struggled to stay present for my husband and daughter. It’s A LOT. Too much, really. And yet, I did it.

One woman who met me said, “You know, there’s treatment for people like you.”  I know. So maybe I can be a bit of an overachiever. And in the wake of all this, with my book deadlines behind me, it’s tempting for me to jump into yet another project. I love the work I do. You know you’ve found your groove when none of what you do actually feels like work. But no one can keep up that pace forever. It’s a recipe for disaster.

Creativity Requires Rest
So I’ve decided that December will be a month of rest for me. I will not make any big decisions. I won’t launch any new projects. I will say no to extra obligations. To start off my early New Year’s Resolution, I’m heading off with Mojo Mentor Tricia Barrett to Harbin Hot Springs, just north of Calistoga in Northern California. My husband actually wrote it on a prescription pad for me- Go to Harbin or Esalen. He swears that every time I do this, I return renewed, recharged, creatively sparked up, happy, and whole.

So I will go to Harbin, where Tricia and I will soak in the healing mineral baths, eat raw foods, do yoga, meditate, sleep, hike, and REST.  I will have no agendas. I will write- but only for fun, because I love it so much.  I will be away from the internet, away from my family responsibilities, away from my pager and my patients.  I will unplug.

What about you, Pinkies? I suspect many of you are way too busy. Do you fill every moment of every day, overbooking your calendar and failing to carve out any time for YOU? Do you say yes when you mean no? Do you let guilt and insecurity convince you that you MUST be this busy? I know I do sometimes.

Make Room For Dreaming

What if we commit to changing that together? What if we make a New Year’s Resolution together, to build nurturing time into our lives. As Tama Kieves said in yesterday’s post, “It takes an intermission to find a mission.” How can we expect to live dream lives if we’re too busy to actually dream?

When I met with Tama Kieves a couple weeks ago, she asked me what I really wanted, what makes me giggle to my toes. I consider my life pretty dreamy, but when it came to trying to choose what I MOST want, I found myself speechless. Honestly, I’m too busy to even know what I might want to let go of to make room for more of what I really want. It’s such a simple question, but I suspect many of you would be similarly baffled. How can we expect to find clarity for our desires if we’re so friggin’ overbooked that we can’t breathe?

Not me. Not anymore. Sure, just as Pink Editor-in-Chief Joy wrote recently, there are seasons of busyness when you just have to go with the flow. I had to meet my deadlines, and that meant long, crazy days. But we must temper those times with time to recharge, to strengthen our bonds to our authentic selves, to reconnect with Spirit.

So I’m off, Pinkies. I leave tomorrow, and I’ll be gone until Thursday. A whole team of kick ass Pinkies will be holding down the fort for me, but please do me a favor. Will you help me hold the sacred Pink space while I’m gone?  Will you support other Pinkies who comment on Owning Pink or post on the Posse blog in the Pink Posse forum? If know I can trust you to hold a gigantic basket of love, so anyone in need finds support while I’m gone. Deep bow to you, Pinkies. Namaste, and thank you.

Look out, world. When I return, I’ll be renewed, recharged, refreshed. Anything is possible…

Trusting the process,

Lissa

Your Divine Assignment: Doing the Work You Love

Thursday, December 3rd, 2009

Dearest Pinkies, Harvard lawyer -turned writer/career coach/ workshop leader Tama J. Kieves is back with probably some of the most inspiring words we’ve ever read on Owning Pink. We are, as ever, profoundly grateful for Tama’s generosity in sharing her wisdom and insights with the Pink Posse. Enjoy, Pinkies, and may you say YES to your own Divine Assignment, whatever it may be.

When I had my career melt-down and fled the life of being an elite-law-firm-corporate-lawyer, (an honors graduate of Harvard Law School), I thought I was changing careers. I had no idea I was changing my definition of the divine. I was leaving behind the Big Removed Guy in the sky, more concerned with the next life than the wonder of this one. In doing the work I love, I discovered a fresh astonishing companion, one who hid a thousand diamonds in my veins, and urged me to break free of every limitation, trust the path of love, and realize my own power to create.

I had always wanted to be a writer. But I chose a legal career because I was being “practical.” No career counselor had ever realized I wasn’t being practical: I was being blasphemous, presumptuous, and small-minded. I was deciding that the Universe could not support my innate longing, and that joy, the trademark of spirit, was flimsy and perilous. No one ever suggested that my thoughts created my experience of reality: and that because I believed in a harsh and denying world, I would encounter it. People who held fast to limitations congratulated me on my decision to deny my sacred longings.

That’s why none of the typical career advice ever worked in my unfolding journey. Many career experts assume a certain world into which you plug your identifiable talents. But in my career transformation, I discovered that if I followed my “unrealistic” desires, they created a new world. I didn’t need a sharp direction. I needed connection, connection to the absolute knowing that I was beloved and would be inspired. My focus wasn’t sorting through aptitudes. My real work was letting go of false assumptions and hobbling beliefs.

Today, as a leading career coach, I see so many who ache to jump into a radical new expression of themselves, yet they approach it in a conventional way. But Spirit is not an old-school career counselor with a desk job. This infinite presence beckons you to step into an experience that is beyond career assessments, industry standards, and blunt approaches, especially now in cutting-edge times. So I’d like to offer you five areas of focus based on my book, This Time I Dance! Creating the Work You Love, that have helped thousands of individuals to brave this spiritual path of reclaiming their true identity and creating the life of their dreams.

1. It Takes an Intermission to Find a Mission

You may want to flip from one crazy all-consuming life into your next roiling self-expression. But first you need space: to inhabit your spiritual wholeness once again. I don’t care how much you can multi-task. You’re not going to hear an inspired voice within you with a cell phone in one hand, a palm pilot in the other, while driving your kids to soccer and making grocery lists in your head. Most of us have to find time before we can find ourselves.

When I left my legal practice, I consciously eviscerated my expenses, spent some of my meager retirement money, and got a “drop-out job” waiting tables to help pay bills. My ego wrestled with this transition. But my Spirit assured me that “it’s never a step down to step ahead.”  I needed this deliberate time to stop the speeding, reckless train from roaring in the wrong direction and to listen to what was underneath the wheels. I’ve had clients create this sacred space while still in their jobs. They commit to less hours or diminished responsibilities. They focus on making “spirit time” a priority: time to walk, journal, meditate, or pray. Quiet time is nectar for translucent inner guidance.

 

2. Honoring Your Crazy Love

Many of my clients squirm when I suggest they “usher in the exiled love,” do the things that feel ridiculously fun and delicious. They want to “get serious” about finding their contribution or starting their business. But a loving Universe does not ask us to deny our exultation and call that responsibility. We have the responsibility to tap our excitement and utilize this renewable resource.

Remember, you’re not looking for a career answer. You’re looking for aliveness. You’re seeking to fall in love. It doesn’t matter if you can’t see how you’ll make money by collecting abalone shells or learning ancient Taoist wisdom. What you love has energy, and that energy will propel you into new experiences, insights, abilities, and expressions.

I began my inspired career journey by writing poetry, begrudgingly and hopelessly, I admit. My practical mind whined and began indexing tropical climates for homelessness. But writing poetry led me to write an intimate book about career transition, and that led to teaching workshops throughout the country, coaching people individually, and starting a worldwide organization. This is a dynamic path. Where you start off, is not where you end up. Begin by activating the secret power of your crazy love.

3. Trade in Your Label for a Ticket

It’s hard to be in transition. It feels like standing naked at a cocktail party. “So what do you do?” strangers ask. You may want to say, “Journal, freak out, and read self-help books. You?” The culture may demand definition, but your soul craves expansion. Do not rush your courageous adventure. You are as undefined as you are unlimited.

When I first left my career, I so much wanted to force clarity. I wanted a business card, a website, an identity, and just to be done with the muddy mystery of tracking my true self. But the spiritual life is one of answering everything on every level, not the grab-and-go quick-fixes of the ego.

I finally had to see my vulnerability as a commitment to a bigger life. In This Time I Dance! I write, “I came to the realization that, while I no longer had a label, I did have a ticket, a ticket to anywhere I wanted to go with my life. I didn’t just have a blank hole on my resume. I had a blank canvas. I could say yes to any desire, dance partner, sunbeam, hope, heartthrob, divine invitation, or adventure that crossed my path. Something would come. And meanwhile, I stood in an open field with all the stars above my head and my brazen arms wide open, unconditional. I knew I stood in exactly the right place where magic could find me.”

 

4. Only the Tender can Breed the Fierce

The best thing about this journey is that you will have to stop abusing yourself and start nurturing yourself instead. It’s not possible to see yourself as a worthless speck of lint on the good wool suit of humanity. You are someone with the most amazing contribution to make. You will have to dare to see yourself as sublimely blessed and sufficient.

All my life, I’d thrown spitballs at my weakness. I’d always thought that inflicting massive amounts of pain upon myself was a good thing, a motivating force instead of a paralyzing one. But the esteemed psychologist Abraham Maslow taught something I always remember: “All creativity comes from safety.” It’s true. You cannot hear an inspired voice while underestimating yourself. True genius lives inside you. But it only grows in the soil of self-allegiance.

Self-love is our responsibility, if we want to offer our gifts in the world. A most loving Universe can only express itself through you when you treat yourself, the vessel, with exquisite care. Everything you give this world will come from everything you give yourself.

5. Just Start Dancing and the Band Will Find You

There is no right way or wrong way to bring your love into the world.  The creative mind has infinite ways to accomplish the good. God is not limited to the expert advice of the day or how things have worked in the past. The Universe doesn’t conform to the statistics of a reportable, static reality. You are in a moving, divine, loving place where atoms take their lead from you. The great philosopher Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “The power that resides in him is new in nature and none but he knows what that is which he can do, nor does he know until he has tried.”

I often remind my students, “You can’t plan an inspired life.” You will never know the way, but the way knows the way. Thankfully, an infinite loving intelligence is not confined to the cramped realities of our logic. Love has a way of blowing your mind. Your heart knows a small step to take in this very moment. That’s all you need. Practice your craft or volunteer your services now.  Experience gives you power and power attracts opportunities. The world has a great need for your gifts, greater than ever before. Put your love in action and it will go where it needs to go.

Remember, you are not alone. You have been given these desires for a reason. Your love and work is needed here. That’s why you’ve received this assignment. Your dance partner has asked you to dance. I hope you say yes, and realize just how loved you are in your lifetime by that outrageously affirming, infinitely creative astonishing companion.

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Tama J. Kieves is an honors graduate of Harvard Law School who left her practice with a large corporate law firm to write and to embolden others to live their most fulfilling lives. She is the bestselling author of THIS TIME I DANCE! Creating the Work You Love and is a sought-after speaker and career coach who has helped thousands world-wide to discover and live their true work in the world. Visit her at www.ThisTimeIDance.com and sign up for free inspiration and support through her monthly e-newsletter. Want to find your calling? Get Tama’s Free Report right now on “Finding Your Calling” at www.ThisTimeIDance.com.

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