Light 2 Life Coaches Trained by Maia Berens

Monday, June 28, 2010

Gifts From God

I know some of the reasons why I go to church. I go for spiritual support. I go to make amends with God through taking the Sacrament. I go to feel connected with Christ. I go to feel connected with people of my faith. I go to teach my children the principles of faith and love. I go to serve others. I go to show my children how to serve others. I go to strengthen our family.

The people in my faith have similar habits. We have our own lingo and we have our clicks. This can be good in supporting each other but it can also create our own little personal bubble. A comfort zone that is impenetrable by the outside world. I remember how weird this new world was when I was first baptized at 22. It seemed like I was an outsider looking in. So many things to learn, so many people to meet. I have to say the transition was easier because I was welcomed with loving arms.

I am blessed to be baptized into this religion later on in life where I can see what new converts are going through. I can sympathize with how "alien" this new world can feel. I can relate to those that have not found Christ and those that have. I can remember what it was like for me before I found my true spiritual side.

What I find truly interesting with all of this is how my life coaching as a career fits into all of this. The group of coaches that I am in a group with are all different religions and in different places spiritually. Yet, I find myself growing in my own faith by associating with them and by learning this skill of life coaching. I really feel that this is such an incredible blessing. I know that I am in the right place and doing the right thing when at the end of the day I feel closer to God and to my true self. Meeting these women, finding my calling, and being able to grow is truly a gift from my Heavenly Father.
I know that being a life coach is my calling in life. I know that I have a special kinship and sensitivity with people from all walks of life. I know that if life and Jesus have taught me anything it is to love all, forgive all and serve all.

Lightworker

Lightworker

I think you've heard me refer to myself, or to someone else as being a "lightworker".

What is a lightworker? Hard to explain.

Lightworkers are angels without wings and halos. We use the energy of the universe to heal the living world and all who dwell upon her. We bring love and light to the darkness of the human soul. We walk where others fear to go. We channel both negative and positive forces through our bodies in order to heal others and to heal the land.

We are the practical, down to earth, hands of the deities.

The Gods send us into darkness - into terrible lives of oppression and pain - so that we can shine our lights for others to see the way forward. We stand at the end of the tunnel and beckon to weary and lost travelers through life. We guard. We guide. We grieve for the losses of the universe and humanity. We cry the tears of the Gods.

We have no wings. We have no halos. We have no special powers. We have only our own inner lights and energies, and love. With those alone, we step into reality and work our tiny little miracles, one day at a time, for one person at a time.

The ant we rescue from the river today is the lion who will save many tomorrow.

I think you've heard me refer to myself as a "lightworker". What is a lightworker? Hard to explain.Lightworkers are angels without wings and halos. We use the energy of the universe to heal the living world and all who dwell upon her. We bring love and light to the darkness of the human soul. We walk where others fear to go. We channel both negative and positive forces through our bodies in order to heal others and to heal the land.

We are the practical, down to earth, hands of the deities.

The Gods send us into darkness - into terrible lives of oppression and pain - so that we can shine our lights for others to see the way forward. We stand at the end of the tunnel and beckon to weary and lost travelers through life. We guard. We guide. We grieve for the losses of the universe and humanity. We cry the tears of the Gods.

We have no wings. We have no halos. We have no special powers. We have only our own inner lights and energies, and love. With those alone, we step into reality and work our tiny little miracles, one day at a time, for one person at a time.

The ant we rescue from the river today is the lion who will save many tomorrow."


Saturday, June 5, 2010

Winter Has Arrived

    Well, there's no denying that winter has finally arrived and the temperatures have dropped dramatically.

    No more t-shirts and tank tops. Now, it's jumpers and long sleeved shirts, coats, gloves...

    One thing I do love about winter, though, is its energy.

    Winter energy is crisp and sharp. It has a vibrancy about it. Auras of trees and earthy entities are strong and clear in the winter air. It is easy for me to see the rivers of energy running through Glenloth when I look out over the stark, white, frosty paddocks.

    There's a shift in color here too. The muted moods of autumn have given way to bright contrasts. The sun is brighter, the shadows deeper. Bejewelled spider webs adorn rusty barbed wire fences and bare tree branches. Life force, seeming to slow and mellow in autumn, far from sleeps in winter. It flashes its brilliance wherever you look. A bright bird here or there, sparks of light over the water, rainbows within dew drops and icicles, pretty, sparkling frost. It all seems so alive.

    I can't help but be caught up in the wonder of it all.