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Back to the Land

Into the Unknown

January 7, 2016

The things we want are transformative, and we don’t know or only think we know what is on the other side of that transformation. Love, wisdom, grace, inspiration — how do you go about finding these things that are in some ways about extending the boundaries of the self into unknown territory, about becoming someone else? – Rebecca Solnit

Tomorrow we are going to go for a ‘proper’ walk on our land. I’ve only done the shorts-and-flip-flops and the slightly more difficult Keen sandals version of getting to know it. Tomorrow we are going for the rubber-boots-and-long-pants version. (Rubber boots because: snakes.) I am so scared of how hot I am going to get, and how much climbing there is to do in those rubber boots. I caught myself making an excuse not to go, and then I remembered: it’s our land. Ours. I GET to do this.

Somehow I have managed to create a life that means I have to look at and face down all of the things I am most afraid of, all of the things I don’t like about myself, and all of the ways I am not living up to my potential all at once. I didn’t really get that until just this moment.

People ask me all of the time, “So what are you going to do?”

I guess my answer right now is: first we are going to be very lost.

I don’t know how this is going to turn out. We have no maps. I have no-one to show me the way. I have no HR department and no advisory board. There isn’t a single e-course out there that can help us. We get advice from others on a daily basis, and we are very quickly learning how to sift the good advice out of the thick layers of fear.

Everybody’s afraid. Everybody. And the clearer I get about myself and who I am and what I am here to do, the more I want to understand this piece – all while I am repelled by it. I want to believe that it will all be okay, that if I just hold the happy thought, I’ll be able to fly. But it is in our nature to be afraid. My practice, it would seem, for the foreseeable future, is to feel the fear and then venture into the unknown with as much faith and as much brains as possible.

Look for the light, but bring a flashlight.

Open your heart, but lock your door.

Enjoy your land, but wear rubber boots.

xo

 

 

Finding the Magic

Finding Magic

November 24, 2015

Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world,” he said wisely one day, “but people don’t know what it is like or how to make it. Perhaps the beginning is just to say nice things are going to happen until you make them happen. I am going to try and experiment.  ~ Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

Magic.

What does it mean to you?

I never thought that magic would be something that would be the basis for my whole life. Like many people, I always connected magic to the wicked witch, to darkness, and to the unknown. I saw magic as something other, something that good girls like me would never touch.

But then I started to write and people told me that I helped them to see their magic. And then I co-led a retreat and people there told me I had brought magic. And then more than one person called me ‘Magic Meg’, seeing something in me that I had not seen for myself.

And it wasn’t about spells and it wasn’t about potions. It wasn’t remotely about anything dark at all. In fact, it baffled me because it was about doing something that I already do: finding the magic – the divine – in the everyday.

Magic, for me, isn’t about anything other than proof that we are all divinely connected.

And it is only more powerful in the company of other women.

Which is why I decided to begin hosting gatherings of women in places known for their magic.

Finding the Magic is about me providing and holding the space for you to crack open the door that stands between you and your very best self. It’s about giving yourself permission to play with what magic you can see, can find, and can feel. It’s about delight and play and letting go just enough to see that you are magic.

Finding the Magic is about remembering what it is like to feel free.

 

xo

 

 

 

Costa Rica, Holy Yes

Pure Life

June 19, 2015
Dominical Surf

Dominical Costa Rica Meghan Genge

 

After an overwhelming beginning, in the past few weeks we have begun to emerge from our cave. And just like everything else in Costa Rica, when we opened up a little, life rushed up to meet us. Opportunities appeared and magic happened. We’ve been house hunting and property hunting and meeting builders and retreat planning, and that’s only a partial list!

One of the many lessons that this time in Costa Rica has taught me is that the use of our time is a choice. It would be really easy to sit here, margarita in hand, and waste our days.

But we wanted to make a life that we never needed a holiday from, not a life that was a perpetual holiday. And whether that happens or not is completely up to us.

Having no stuff, no television, a slightly uncomfortable house and no social life has really meant that we’ve been faced with ourselves. And I have had to decide who I want to be and how I want to spend my time. And it has become very clear.

What I want to do is write ~ for you. I want to write stories and blog posts that come straight from my heart. I want to focus on the magical and the whimsical and the Pura Vida – the Pure Life – that we are a part of, no matter where we live or what we are doing. It’s what I know for sure: that life is happening in every single moment, and that the magic is there if we choose to see it.

So as with all of the other things in my life, changes are afoot here. Look for a new website, more stories and my very-soon-to-be-announced ‘The Holy Yes’ retreat, hopefully happening in Costa Rica in November.

In the meantime we’ll be in Canada soaking up time with family, eating baked goods until we can’t eat any more (we’ve only had two gas burners for the past three months. My husband has gone into serious oven withdrawal), and dreaming of the next phase of this adventure.

As always, sending you so much love,

megsig

 

 

 

 

P.S. If you are interested in knowing more about my upcoming retreat, just send me an email. I’d love to tell you about what I am cooking up.