Emerging Futures

Even when I sleep, I am still dancing! I awoke this morning with an yet another insight into my experience of dancing.

My dancing is not dependent on whether or not I like the music, the people or the environment. Dancing is an essential form of expression of who I AM in my world. Music or no music; classical, rock or jazz, dancing is still the expression of my being in a physical world. There are even times when I know that I am the only one who hears the music that entices me to move! And yet, it never occurs to me to question whether or not the music is there. I know… from someplace other than where I have been schooled to listen… that I hear what I hear.

For me, dancing is how I experience the flow of my own evolution. To seek to evolve is the essence of my being and not a tool to solve a problem or an approach to silence the scream from within. Over these very many years of working with others, I have come to know the difference between those who dance for the joy of dancing and those who dance to ‘address’ other less life-sustaining moments in their lives.

There are those for whom a choice to engage in their own evolution has come as an act of compliance with the desire of another. There are those for whom engaging in their own evolution is a desperate attempt to stave off an outcome that appears to be inevitable. And yet still, for others, engaging in their own evolution is a last-ditch attempt to figure out what’s missing so that they can fix their lives - and just get on with it!

Solving a problem. Avoiding a different problem! Satisfying someone else. Postponing the inevitable. Not good/bad, right/wrong - just not what lights me up. In my world, these dances are not from the joy of dancing but from a desire to use dancing to compensate for something else, somewhere else.

This week has been a great invitation for me to pay very close attention to my absolute joy of dancing! More and more, clarity awakens a keen eye to identifyng and selecting those others with whom to dance for the sheer joy of dancing - and not for any other reason. And yes, lo and behold - they are there!

That’s the good news. The sad news is that I have not found many. Ours is a world of questions and answers; a world of problems to be solved and journeys to be completed. Ours is a world of practicality and external referencing; a world that leads us to believe that what we need to do is understand and have knowledge; what we need are strategies to make others do things; and that when we feel we can’t or haven’t, it’s a sign of intelligence that we have chosen well how to protect ourselves from the unknown.

I often say to those with whom I work: be very selective about who you spend your time with. Be very picky about the nature of conversations you choose to engage. Both the people and the conversations we choose to engage will become threads in the fabric of the design of our lives. The problem is, we’re the ones who have to live them.

In our world, as with so many other things, we learn to dance so that we have one more arrow in the quiver of our resourcefulness. How sad that so many of us have lost the joy of dancing simply because it is the truth of who we are.

Breathing is good….

I am a dancer.  I have no memory of anything other than loving the movement of body, connected and engaging in flow, with or without music. 

I remember moments of walking down the street, being present to the vibration of every cell in my body, as it engaged in the flow of getting from here to there; vibrating to, responding to and dancing with the sounds of the world around me.  Weaving and bobbing through the crowd;  a quick step to the left to avoid the baby carriage; and small skip to complete my journey through the intersection as the light turned red.  

My body dances to sounds around me… and sounds inside me.  Thoughts create the music of my life - inviting me to move slowly, tangled in the web of my own imaginings; or propelling me forward with the burst of energy that comes with a new insight, marveling at our endless capacity to make our lives interesting and entertaining! 

My mind dances to the words that flow in and through the conversations with those around me.  An idea… awakens and excites another idea… and in the blink of an eye, a life changes.  Quick steps; slow, meandering flows; thick and messy struggles… each an enlivened response to a dance of body, mind or spirit, engaged in living life to the fullest! 

Every one of these, a dance!  Every one of these, an excitation through some level of vibration, moving from thought through sound and image, to a place where my physical body connects with my physical world.  And through it all, I am enlivened and awakened and sourced by the dance!  Through it all, I am nothing if not the great joy of the dance, itself! 

And here is what I have come to discover - about myself and about those with whom I choose and have chosen to dance.  

I can share with you my great love of dancing!  I can speak with you about my love for the dance.  I can share with you all that I have learned in my own living, from the dance of who I AM.  I can direct you and guide you to ways and means to discover and engage the dance for yourSelf.  I can dance with you.  I can dance for you.  I can go first and dance a new dance of living.  I can dance alone and with others.  I can encourage you and cajole you and cheer you on in the creation of your own dance.  I can even use the movement of my body to press your body into movement.  But sadly, the one thing neither I nor anyone else can ever do, is cause you to love dancing. 

No one can make you love dancing.  That is something that you either find inside yourself - or you don’t. You might be able to fake the dance but you can never fake the loving of it. 

I LOVE dancing!  Without the love of dancing, I would have no idea who is the I AM that I bring into this world! Regardless of the music; regardless of whether that music moves inside me or outside of me; regardless of its form or shape or essence - whatever its intrinsic vibration of thought or image or sound or flesh; I LOVE DANCING!  

Wherever I am, whatever I do, whoever I am with, it is the essence of who I AM to dance… and more, to love dancing!  I actively seek out others who love dancing, no matter their perceived ability to follow the rules or know the ‘right’ steps.  What I seek is that innate, instinctive, intuitive love of dancing!  

I remember long ago being called a ’shit disturber’; accused of being one who ’stirred the pot’. Interestingly, these labels had been applied long before I had any idea what was considered good/bad, right/wrong, polite/rude.  I was a child - and even then, could not NOT see what lay before me.  Unable and unwilling to be blind to the obvious, I spoke what others carefully avoided to ensure that no illusion would be disturbed. Today, much older and wiser, I must both admit to and agree with those ‘charges’.  I continue to be unwilling to pretend that I do not see what I see, hear what I hear and know what I know.  Those are the steps in the dance of my life.

I am indeed, a moving presence that disturbs that which many others would prefer not to disturb and sometimes even more, actively engage to preserve the dormant status quo.  Like dancing in a crowded room, sometimes people bump up against each other.  Does that mean that we should cease to dance?  

Without that in myself; and without my relentless and tireless ability to continue to seek out others to play with for whom this is also the essence of their being, I would have to find a way to cease to hear the music.  And before I would do that, I would be willing to spend my life dancing alone. 

I can love dancing.  I can even love others who can’t dance.  But I can never cause anyone else to love dancing.  That is something that no one can hide - from themselves or anyone else - for very long. 

Breathing is good….

… but living fully is a determination… an intention and an accompanying presence that will not be swayed by anything outside itself… and one that requires we be awake, fully present and both willing and able to engage.

Living fully is no small feat in a world of mediocrity and complacency.  That’s not rhetoric but the cold, hard truth of what stands between me and my enlivened existence!  What we’re up against and what it takes to live a life worth living.  Being alive - breathing in and breathing out - is not living. We can be hooked up to a device that can do that for us.  Is that what I want in my life?

Living fully is MY choice!  I choose to engage at full tilt, recognizing that not everyone around me wants the same for themselves.  It is in those moments that I choose wisely who I spend my time with; who I choose to be in conversation with; and the very nature of those conversations.  Am I willing to mindlessly repeat what everyone else is saying?  No!  Am I interested in saying what will appease and ensure a profound lack of discomfort for myself and others?  No!  Am I willing to allow one nano-second of my life to be invested in what I hold to be drivel?  Not on your life - and certainly not on mine.

More than ever, I am clear that I am looking for The Ten - those 10 women whose hunger to awaken and stay awake is greater than their fear of being different… of standing alone… and of the unknown.  Those 10 women for whom living demands living fully - living large and living meaningful and potent lives!  They are willing to be seen and heard for the truth of who they are.  They speak out and stand up for what they believe in.  They live decloaked lives…. no pretense or hiding; no hiding behind pretending to be who or what others think they should be but living the simple truth of who they know themselves to be and more, to be capable of becoming.

These women know what it means to ‘build it and they will come’.  To go first.  To run where others fear to walk.  They know that lies and betrayals are far more damaging than any truth could ever be!  They know that ‘playing it safe’ will only get them more of what they’ve already got - and that does not reflect who they know themselves to be.

They move forward in their lives because that small voice inside says “GO!” - and they do.  Second-guessing themselves and looking to others for agreement or approval is not in their strategy for living. They trust themselves more than they fear the judgement and disapproval of others.  Their own opinion of themselves is more valuable to them than that of anyone else.  And their lives are living proof of the value of trusting themselves!

I know that those 10 women are there - and that I’ll find them before the end of 2008.  I also know that each of them already is profoundly contagious in the authentic expression of who she is; and is already the attractor for the 10 women who will come into her life!  And so it goes….  I find my 10; each of them finds their 10; and so on and so on and so on.  Who says we can’t change the world??  Who says that each of us… the I AM that we are… can’t be the defining presence that profoundly shapes and creates a new world? Who says we’re not enough; that we’re  not up to it or up for it; that we’re too small or insignificant to change the world?  My life is living proof that none of that is true!

Who else is willing to choose living fully?  Who else is willing wake up and stay awake, becoming the attractor for others who are desperate in their restless and agitated sleep to discover how to wake up?  Who else is ready, willing and able to find their 10… who will each then find their 10…. who will shape their world?

 Playmates.  We all need playmates.  I am seeking those who desire to discover themselves to be an awakened presence in a deeply sleeping world; to become the disturbing presence in a world that profoundly needs to be perturbed!

The power of contagion of an awakened collective.  We already know the effect of contagion of a sleeping…no, not strong enough… a comatose collective.  We’re currently living it!  I, for one, deserve more and better.

Breathing is good…

Since returning from the Emerging Futures: Entrepreneurial Women retreat, I’m noticing that I can hardly breathe!  From one day to the next, I catch myself holding my breath - time and again - and wonder what that’s all about!  Typically, breathing comes easily and effortlessly, bringing with it a sense of the vast Space that I AM for my own evolution.  But these last few days, not so!  

This new series of moments, strung together like pearls on a string, are separate and yet very much part of the same overall experience.  Perhaps as I wonder about it, I’ll do it out loud and discover what else is there for me. 

Breath, at the level of dense matter and the physical body, is essential to survival.  And yet I also know that breath, itself, is not the Life Force but the pump that allows that Life Force to move freely and immensely through my physical body.  Small, tight, tiny breaths = small, tight, tiny flow of Life Force.  

My Life Force rides on the crest of the wave of my own breath, making it possible for the ‘energy’ that sources me - body, mind and spirit - to touch every aspect of my being.  When I am not ‘in breath’, energy is significantly reduced, as is my sense of being nourished in body, mind and spirit. 

I’m noticing that when I hold my breath, it is on the inhale.  This leaves my body bracing… pressing against something… vibrating rapidly as if I have to hurry and get through something.  Images, thoughts, ideas, sounds wash over me in a tsunami of cascading notions that seem to somehow smash up against all that I know.  Other times, I have noticed that I have held my breath on the exhale, leaving my body static and tethered to my physical world… feeling slow and stuck or caught in space and time. No images or sounds; no notions or ideas other than the desire to be still.  These days, I am not feeling stuck - I am feeling as if I’m moving at mach speed!  Truth be told, maybe I am….   Maybe my body is trying to catch up to the rest of me.

My non-physical ‘being’ is already light years ahead of where my body stands.  In these moments, I can feel the matter associated to who I have been and what has been, crumbling at the edges at all Logical Levels.  All that I have been and all that is associated to it is moving and shifting and falling apart.  Disintegration is already happening.  Bifurcation is in flow… and my body is letting me know it is doing so with me and all that I am connected to/with in a physical world. 

And so I notice… I stop and take 5 long, slow, deep breaths… and allow myself to relax into the disintegration of my own life.  It is no longer who I am but an echo of who I have been - and it’s time for it to morph and transform and become the ‘more’ that I know I already am.  

Breathing is good…. 

And so I inhale more of who I know I am becoming… and exhale more of who I have been.  Inhale tomorrow… and exhale yesterday.  Inhale potential… and exhale history.  Inhale curiosity and exploration and adventure… and exhale yesterday’s successes, outcomes and results.  

I live in a world… my world… where in order to become, I must let go of who I was, recognizing that it all co-exists in the now.  My body becomes the territory within which this dynamic experience is sensed and embraced and lived. 

In this moment, I am reminded of Susan’s comment during EF:EW about the caterpillar to butterfly process:  that in the formless mass that briefly lives between no-longer-caterpillar and not-yet-butterfly, there is a pulse.  This pulse is the call to become… it is the vibration that invites matter to reform… and it is the call to awaken to the next expression of being.  If the caterpillar is unwilling to let go of what it knows, it cannot become what it does not yet know it is.  In this mush of who I am today, breath and the space it brings makes way for me to notice and follow the pulse.  The pulse is always in the mush - and I am never alone. 

Today, I am mush!  Glorious, life-enhancing mush, with the potential to awaken and engage the ‘me’ that I do not yet know can be!  I’m good with that, and I really do know….

Breathing is good!

I spent last week with a small group of women, talking… about many things, all of which were indicative of but a sliver of their own potential… and mine.  (Visit the Women Gathering blog for more about the week.)

I was deeply moved by my time with them.  I witnessed terror and courage; grief, sadness and loss sharing space with determination and hope.  I rode the wave of discovery, followed by the one of crashinging back into what was, trusting that the next one would be uplifting and move us closer to the shores of our intended destination.  

Just exactly where that was, no one was able to describe.  However, we all knew that this journey we were on - together - would be one long remembered and deeply cherished as having been the beginning of something potent and profound. We were awake and chose to engage in ways that would keep us awake.  

For me, this was yet another journey into the vast and accelerated potential of an Emerging Futures conversation.  They are unlike anything else I engage in.  It requires that we be willing to surrender the intellect and trust the body to lead.  In the lives we live, the only thing we can be sure will never lie to us is our own body.  These Emerging Futures conversations demand that I trust the unique signal that I AM in the world; that I be willing to be fully present and visible; and that I engage with the natural intensity that flows through my body.  These combine to bring the full measure of who I AM in the world to become the invitation to those with me to trust, allow and become that for themselves.  In that moment, magic happens!

Much can be said about these Emerging Futures explorations and will be said in other places.  But for now… for me… what will not leave me is yet one more experience that is evidence of two things:  1) women are the key; and 2) only a woman awake can awaken another woman.  

So familiar is our centuries-old commitment to staying in the coma that we have come to believe protects us from the pain of knowing, we will never abandon it unless it can be replaced with a deep and unwavering trust that we are safe in body, mind and spirit.  Only in the presence of a woman awake is another woman able to touch that Sacred Space where safety resides, becoming willing to shake loose the deep sleep that numbs her to her existing reality. Women awakening and awakening other women - shamelessly and without apology! - is the force that will transform our world.    

We know it’s no longer up to the men.  (And here, as in other places, I am feeling the pull to ‘do the thing’ - you know the one : the one about how I have nothing against men, that there are many fine and honorable men in the world, that I have two sons, a brother and a father all of whom are men, blah, blah, blah…. so suffice to say that all that is a given!)  We know that the world we currently live in is already shaped and defined by men; that many men are themselves saying, that it’s up to the women to clean up the mess (some things never change!); that women are the key to a new and life-sustaining way of being in the world, etc…. and that it’s not working.  If Gaia’s recent and terrifying expressions are any indication, we have precious little time to wake up and smell the roses.  

I know women are the key.  I also know that it is not a process of knowledge or information or training.  It is a process of awakening to what is already there and redirecting the force that we already are.  It is a process of calling up the truth that sits just below the surface and allowing it to move and become a force for redesigning and manifesting a new world.  All this demands a connection to the body in ways that allow the intellect to surrender to the body - and let the body lead.  We have no idea how to do that!  Having spent decades in the throes of repetitive and often brutal reinforcement to always have the intellect override the body, this is not an easy task to accomplish. And yet without it, we are destined to keep doing what we’re doing.  Clearly, it’s not working.  

This is a tough place for many women to stand.  And truth be told?  I don’t think a lot of women are up for it.  There will be a (relatively) small and highly contagious few who will become the attractor for those other few who will be drawn to the vibration of what ‘awake’ carries for them, in their lives.  They, then, will become part of this wave of those highly contagious few… and on and on it will go.  One breath at a time… many times over… by many women awake and shameless in their being so. 

My thoughts continue to unfold from my time last week and often seem random and in some way, chaotic. And yet, I know and trust that all is unfolding exactly as it should. Rather than try to surround them with flowing prose and arrange them in some way that does not come naturally, I share them here as the ‘thought farts’ that they are.    Do with as you will. 

* We are pollinating a new and emerging species.  There is no great mystery as to what that is.  For more than 50  years, our science has been slowly unfolding to us a far more powerful version of the truth of ‘what’ we are.  Not ‘who’ - not our characters or our personalities or our ‘humanity’ but the expression of our physical presence and its connection to the unseen.  These are not explorations of consciousness but adventures of expression through engaging the full measure of our physicality, guided by the intense presence of the unique signal that we are in this world.  We are indeed, Quantum Biological Humans.  Knowing that is not what makes the difference - exploring what that means, is.  

* The Quantum Biological Human™ wall chart (Fully Alive book) gives us a place to stand and from which to explore … and also, a place to move to.  We can choose to stay on the allopathic/Newtonian side and be dazzled in amazement by the Quantum side, or we can cross the divide and explore what it means.  Try it on!  Allow ourselves to experience rather than discuss and philosophize about.   It is a choice - and each of us is response-able for what we choose.  Our lives will become the obvious reflection of what we have chosen. 

* It’s up to women.  It’s up to women to wake up, stay awake and awaken other women.  Not against their will (that would just be more of what we already have!), but by our becoming willing to be seen and heard for the full measure of who we are.  Just be ourselves!  Tell the truth of our own experience, that we might be found by those seeking a different and far more powerful vibration of our own potential in our physical world.  Every time we hide; every time we pretend to be less; every time we become silent and withdraw; every time we live as if someone else’s opinion of us is more important than our own; every time we live as a shadow of who we are, we have become a part of the status quo.  We already know that the stutus quo is killing us.   What do we think we have to lose???? 

* Manifestation is a spiral.  Energy (LifeForce) moves through layers and eventually coalesces into dense matter we call ‘reality’.  As a process, it is predictable and accessible to us all. It is never absent and is constantly expressing.  We are never NOT manifesting!  Our individual and collective realities are the evidential trail of our quality of engaging this process.  It also has elements that we have been taught to separate ourselves from, like intensity (”chill out, slow down, ease up, mellow out”, etc.).  It also demands a strong connection to the unique expression of the signal that I AM in a physical world; and the willingness and ability to decloak and be shamelessly present as that unique expression.  The rest just falls into place.  The Quantum Biological Human is designed to have the signal flow through the device of the body and manifest an outcome from this natural flow.  

I know there will be many more Emerging Futures explorations.  I know that each pass will bring me closer to where I am going… wherever that is!  I trust.  I allow.  I follow the impulse and let go.  Some days, it sucks to be me and most of the time - the vast majority of the time - I love waking up to what and who I know I AM.  It only hurts when I forget. The rest of the time, it is what makes my life the Great Adventure! 

Breathing is good…

It feels like I’m ready to come up for air and check out the rest of the world.  Between my time in Hawaii, my re-entry into the world of grocery shopping and laundry, engaging in programs and with clients and - let’s not forget! - the riveting moments of ‘Dancing with the Stars’, I’m just now feeling like I’m back in the game and ready to play! 

For some time now, it’s been a challenge for me to find books that hold my interest.  I know… I know… there are lots of wonderful authors, wonderful books/topics, etc. AND after 40 years in the personal evolution/self-development field, I’m finding that much of what’s out there is now on its third pass.  It’s not that I need more - it’s that I need different. 

I was very drawn to Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor’s book - My Stroke of Insight.  Truly a remarkable woman on an equally remarkable journey of self-discovery.  And not just discovery of her ’self’ but discovery of a process of how ’self’ is discovered.  All of her most excellent academic, scientific training had to expand and loosen in order to make room for the magnitude of what she came to know herSelf to be - deeply, profoundly and in her body - as the truth of her own experience.  Well worth the time to read, not just for her inspirational, courageous and heart-warming tale but for the massive challenge that her truth is to the so-called ‘truth’ of the medical sciences.  

And then, as my great luck would have it, Ervin Laszlo’s latest book was published in March of this year  - called Quantum Shift in the Global Brain.  I love the way this man’s mind works.  A philosopher and a scientist, he has a way of standing on the edge of them both so that he can see great distances in either direction.  His message in his last book (The Chaos Point) was a strong one.  In this book, he goes further to lay out what be believes it is going to take to make a difference… fast!  

In all fairness to Dr. Laszlo, I’ve not gone beyond the first three chapters when I say this:  for me, the same piece keeps being overlooked in his work and the work of others.  (Perhaps there’s more at the end?)  With an emphasis on the recognition that we must engage with each other and with our world, differently, it seems to be unrecognized that before we can do either of these, we must first become willing to engage with ourselves, differently.  Without that essential and fundamental shift, all else is not sustainable in challenging environments.  Like using will power and determination to stay on a diet, the minute we’re hungry and food we love presents, our fallback position is to eat.  

Our first requirement is to change how we engage with ourselves. Change how we define what we are. Change our sense of ’self’ and from there, our sense of ‘other’.  In the truest of ways, charity really does begin at home! 

And my last little adventure in magic and mystery has found its launch point in Michio Kaku’s new book Physics of the Impossible, an entertaining and fascinating exploration of the possible science behind the impossible realities of things like phasers, force fields, time travel and teleportation.  Kool!  And not so much because of the things themselves, but because of how in order to make sense of any of it, we have to allow ourselves to let go as we read. My question of such work is always the same:  how does this relate to my life, today; and how do these insights and discoveries invite me to redefine not who I am but what I am? 

Michio Kaku is one of the best theoretical physicists in the world, currently teaching in New York.  When I read what he writes (and he’s written other wonderful books that will stretch your realities and your mind), I allow myself to become lost in the possibility and potential, and be willing to ‘know’ (in my body, where it really counts and not just my intellect) that no truth is an absolute.  From a Logical Levels point of view, what’s true at one logical level can lose ground and fall apart at another.  I love it!  In this strange but effective way of ‘being’, anything becomes possible!  

So, for now, my days and my thoughts are taken up with notions of Emerging Futures and living as a Quantum Biological Human™.  I have these moments of great clarity when I know that a thought or notion that I hold is impossible and I know with equal certainty that it’s true.  My greatest challenge always becomes: can I live with that in my body without it feeling like chaos?  For that to be so, I have to be willing to have many ‘realities’ co-exist and honour each other.  It is not that ‘truth’ wears many masks - it is that truth has many faces.  

So far, I’m doing just fine! 

Breathing is good…..

That we change is not what separates us from the rest of the world. HOW we change, is.

We are not the first (and likely will not be the last) who claim to have found a way to accelerate their personal evolution; to create profoundly meaningful lives for ourselves. Given that I’ve been in the ‘personal growth’ world both as a participant and as a facilitator/coach/educator for more than 40 years, I’ve seen more come and go than most people experience in a lifetime! I have made it my life (not just my life’s work) to explore, experience and express all that offers a gateway to transformation.

My explorations of what was ‘out there’ to help me change my life covers a wide range of what was and ‘has beens’, starting in the late 60’s all the way up to the current moment. I’ve been through every kind of therapy/process known to both novice and avid practitioner, alike.

I’ve been analyzed (from a range of counsellors, psychologists and mentors/guides to twice a week for 52 weeks with a psychiatrist… and for sure, after THAT, I really needed therapy!) and self-actualized. I’ve EST’ed, been tested (diagnostic kinesiology) and wandered the world of energy (Reiki attuned and chakra balanced from stem to stern). I’ve spent two decades of my life in ‘traditional’ therapies, not to mention 12 years spent in 12-Step programs for addictions and families of addicted people.

I’ve stretched my body (10 years of high-impact aerobics, running, weight lifting and yoga), my mind (read everything I could get my hands on from ‘New Age pookie-pookie’ as Anne Wilson-Schaef would say, to quantum physics, neuroscience, anatomy and physiology, NLP and hypnosis) and my soul (searching for god in all the wrong places… where even god would never hang out!). I’ve searched close to home and travelled across North America and Europe in my desire to discover…. myself.

And through it all, I launched myself body, mind and soul into every new discovery! I journaled, meditated and grouped process’ed. I sat in silence and talked myself silly! I held my breath, pinched my nostrils and twisted my body into as many tight little balls as I could manage. I read and I wrote. I talked and I listened. I struggled with it by myself and I shared myself into oblivion! And over time, I generated the most impressive and expansive library of books and audio/video programs that you’ll find anywhere in the world! Guthy Renker and I were on a first-name basis. I should have just given them my bank account number and had them put me on a monthly stipend and keep the rest!

Through it all, I learned a great deal. I could hold my own with anyone trained academically in human behaviour, often knowing more than they did. My entire life for more than 20 years had been devoted to finding myself! That’s a lot of discovery and information and education - and it was also a lot of disappointment and (sometimes) hopelessness.

Not that long ago, I sat across the table from a woman about my age who had just decided to engage in one of our intensives. Tears streamed down her face as she declared: “I can’t take one more disappointment! I can’t take one more unkept promise or undelivered result! I am spent - physically, emotionally and financially - and I don’t have much left to see me through one more failed attempt!” I knew exactly what she was talking about.

From 1968 to 2008, I’ve seen a lot of ‘pet rocks’ of the human evolution kind. I’ve seen things repeat, as they drifted onto the stage in one form, reappearing in new clothes 10 to 12 years later. In truth (at least my truth and that of many others), not much is really ‘new’ in this whole area. So much of what is touted as ‘revolutionary’ is a rehash of what already was expressed some four decades ago. The good stuff recycles - and so does much of the useless.

The arrival of Deepak Chopra and the notions of a quantum world began to touch the edges of something different and compelling; something that we could not easily parrot and yet, instinctively knew was worth exploring and figuring out. In the decades that I had been searching, there was finally something that was an invitation for me to reconsider WHAT I was and not just WHO I was, moving me beyond the content of my ‘psyche’ or personality and offering me a significantly and profoundly different perspective on my humanity and its expression.

So, color me radical in my approach to transformation! And ‘radical’ is a word that has been used to describe the things I say and a WEL-Systems perspective. And radical it is, when compared to what has been going on in this world of personal transformation for more than 40 years!

That we create change is not considered ‘radical’ - it’s how we do it that either really catches people’s attention in pure delight or with great annoyance. Because ‘how’ we change is really what makes the huge difference - in both approach and outcome.

It’s radical to consider that we are not WHAT we’ve been told to believe we are. It’s radical to consider that we are the very god we seek. It’s radical to consider that our bodies are quantum biological processors and that what they process are signals or chunks of energy/information that ultimately define the quality of our lives. It’s radical to consider that what goes on inside of me is far more relevant, pertinent and significant to the quality of my life than anything that goes on outside of me. And it’s radical to consider that the future is not something that we are captive to but is a constantly emerging invitation of potential and possibility that we have been taught to say ‘no’ to… and can learn to say ‘YES’ to!

I, for one, have found a very different way to consider my own evolution…. my own accelerated evolution. And I am not alone on this journey. Many, many more have discovered that when they become willing to reconsider WHAT they are, they become able to reconsider HOW they are.

Breathing is good….