Gentle Souls

23 01 2011

I’ve been reading an excellent book lately titled; Indigo Adults, by Kabir Jaffe & Ritama Davidson.

It has really stirred up and renewed me in a good way.  I really like the paradigm they present regarding ages of time and how different kinds of souls emerge on the planet as phases or ways of being merge from one form to another.

It’s been shifting my perspective on how I’ve struggled being an extremely sensitive soul to be able to see how I’m part of a chain of souls and each bit we work makes it easier for the next.  It also helped me to possibly comprehend how some beings are hard wired differently and can even thrive in the current cultural environment we have created.  It has also given me hope, because the theory is more sensitive souls are being born all the time and eventually the percentages will shift to our advantage.

Is it true?  Is it another woo woo new age theory? I don’t know.  What I do know, is that reading the words relaxes my soul, and helps me to appreciate even more all the work of the previous individuals in my life who figured out how to be gentle in spite of indications to the contrary all around us.

Here’s to excellent books!




22 01 2011

Bipolar Disorder gets part of it’s bad rap from misunderstood rebellion, or rebellion for the sake of, born out of frustration.  It is a huge gift/response-ability to see potential, and a huge maturity process to learn how to survive as a functional soul in our society with a proclivity for status quo.  Yet here in lies one of the major ruff spots I’ve discovered for being bipolar.

How do I successfully negotiate the inner uninhibited drive for seeing/speaking positive change and possibilities enough to feel I’ve honored this gift, and not be so crushed in the process, I lose hope?

The natural rhythm of being bipolar is tricky enough, with active resistance of a safe based culture, it can be brutal.  At times I’ve rebelled no matter the cost and experienced mixed results, at times I’ve fallen within, and experienced an inner numbness which leads only to a deeper darkness.  This always leads to the question, which came first chicken or the egg with bipolar.   What I’ve discovered over time is that the extreme dysfunction of bipolar can be lessoned as the sacred role of visionary is honored (first from within), and the skill set of learning how to interact with society, while honoring the inner drives is danced.

So what is the trick/methodology/purpose?

What I’ve learned, is first and foremost that I am experiencing the inside of a sacred societal role, which is not always appreciated or honored, and is often sacrificed in the process.  This was huge to discover, accept, and appreciate.  This was mostly through the study of shamanism, and the personal lives of visionaries in history such as Abe Lincoln or Leonardo DaVinci. When I could relate to their struggles before they experienced success in their life, I could understand better the inner human process of being unusual in society.

I’ve also learned it is part of my own physical personal vitality to act on what I see as best I can in some way, even if it can only be done in the safe confines of my own mind.  This was the beginning of internal mental freedom, which began to separate the immediate need of external actions without much thought that often got me into trouble and mixed results from my original good intentions.

I’ve learned holding the vibration/images/visions of positivity in my own being, is like water melting ice, eventually I met other like minded individuals, and I didn’t experience life as isolated anymore.  My first contact was books and writing.  It is also a source of renewal when my journey is solo.

Lately I’ve learned to let go of results, because my ego gets tripped up in them, and instead embrace the process of gentle change.  This allows me to play a long term inside role in society, and enjoy a “life” in the process.

Learning this process of being an active visionary, which is inherently connected with my vitality and well being is a huge subtle ongoing force.  It is the driving factor for continual discovery, which is a fascinating and renewing inner journey as well.

If I were to have a point today, it would be honor your role.  It may not be easy, fun, or appreciated, yet it could be vital.

If you find yourself struggling inside today with the forces of visionary change, and the urge to act no matter what, I honor you.  Thank you for being an agent of seeing and creating positivity in our culture.

If you find yourself lost or numb in your day, I offer you a moment of acknowledgement, rest easy, and may your next moment of change bring a new hope.

Change on,




14 01 2011

This might turn out to be a day in the life of piece.  As I’m landing in Atlanta today I see ice on the runway.  ICE??? Atlanta, obviously I’m not looking at Palm Trees outside my man cave anymore.  Next hop Kansas City, I notice in route the entire landscape is covered in white.  I take a picture and send to a friend in Alaska, global what?

I land in Kansas and realize I’m still Florida attired and in no mood to change so I whisk outside and observe people bundled up like 10 degrees is cold or something.  No matter I’m on an ADVENTURE!

My bipolar mood shifter trick of the day, GO on an Adventure!

I hail a taxi and soon discover the first and second language of the driver is not English, I fail at programming his GPS and he has no idea where Union station is.

½ hr later I watch it go by and have him pull over, I start laughing and walking at the same time.   I love life.  When I planned this trip all I was thinking about was about getting into and out of Flagstaff Arizona.  One thing led to another and I’m walking to the train station in Kansas (it’s a day ride from here to my destination).

Not all of my adventures are this grandiose, but I like to think of my days as mini adventures.  If I can adapt an adventure laugh attitude to any mishap in a “normal” day whether it be internal brain malfunction or external life screw up, then soon I’m laughing no matter what.

I also love traveling because I never know who I’ll meet, what I’ll see, or how I’ll be affected.  It turns out downtown Kansas City, is pretty cool, they’ve got walkways and sky ways everywhere I might have to pull out my iphone at some point to find my way back to the station.  If only my brain worked the same way, when lost pull out iphone and push map function hit search and follow the purple line.

I guess that’s what adventure does for me, I search for new flavors tastes sites people and observe conversations coming out of me, and have laughs in the process.

Happy Adventure Day! (Who says we need a national declaration for a day?)



Soul Juice

12 01 2011

“Trust and courage are muscles that get stronger through being used.”  Indigo Adults, pg 42,

by Kabir Jaffe & Ritama Davidson.


May this day be a gift you’ve been waiting for,

May this day bring a moment you’ve been living for,

In the gentle stillness of your soul,

is their a moment waiting to happen?

Is there anything you are ready to

let go,

let in,

let be?


Maybe a baby step into a new dream,

old vision or

longing to be more?


Soul Juice-that which we drink when we allow our grins from deep within for being who we already are.



Two Words

9 01 2011

Soul Warmth.

Last year I had a mission statement of two words.  Soul Happy.  The year before I had a 500 word mission statement.

This year.  Two Words.  It’s easier to focus and re-member what my purpose is.

Body Ease.


As I reflectively scoop the smelly water from my spirit fire release pit, I contemplate the exact purpose of where I am.  After filtering thru the layers of self-judgment reflected by what I think others are thinking of me, and letting go.  After realizing there quite possibly is a plan in the universe of which I am a unique part of.

After letting go of any current drama/trauma/fear mis-identities running around in my head.

My body relaxes, and I can feel the warmth of my soul.


Soul Warmth.  It’s possible.

Last year, I was not in a happy space to start the new year.  I was empty and drained after completing the many projects of publishing my book and getting an electronic copy created and available on Itunes.  It was the end of a 20 year endeavor to create something positive associated with bipolar disorder, and I did it.

With an empty soul, I simply started the year with two words.

Soul Happy.

To sum up 2010, very happy with soul.

Challenges yes.

Soul happy, yes.

A soul is something which stillness pays attention too.  A soul is something one can reside in luxuriously in spite of and even if things are currently going good or bad.

A soul is.

Two words.

Body Ease.

This is my go-all/mission statement/touch stone/re-member for this year.

Body Ease.

I now live in my soul.

I am now creating a physical home for this beautiful soul.

What a joy it is to be able to let go of cares/burdens/judgments’/fears on a regular and consistent basis, and help my body release what my soul knows already to be true.

What a joy it is to know regardless of years of mis-identity with bipolar dis-ease, that I now know it is possible to be identified with ease, stillness, and quiet knowing.


Two words.

It’s possible.


What are your two words for 2011?


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