Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

What if all of life is a mirror? What if life is mirroring back some part of our own consciousness? For example I have an unappreciative friend. The more I do for her the less she seems to appreciate it. It occurred to me the other day that perhaps she is mirroring a part of me that doesn’t appreciate myself.

I can talk to my friend. I can ask her to be more appreciative. (And maybe I will.) But perhaps I’m trying to change the mirror. If she is reflecting back some part of myself perhaps it would be equally (if not more) helpful for me to address the issue in myself.

How could I appreciate myself more?
Do I appreciate myself or am I self critical?
How could I honor and value myself more?

I’ve been reflecting on all this recently. I do in fact see my friend as a reminder from life for me to love and appreciate myself. The more she models this lack of appreciation, the more of a reminder it is for me to focus on loving and appreciating myself.

In the case of my friend: I have compassion (she is going through hell right now.) And in self respect I’ve taken a few steps back from the connection. But perhaps most importantly I’ve started a self love and self appreciation practice.

What is instead of trying to get the people around us to love, value and appreciate us we gave it to ourselves? What if the more we loved and appreciated ourselves in a genuine way, the more that love and appreciation began to be mirrored back to us? What if all of life is a mirror showing us where we need to heal? What if all of life is mirroring some aspect of our own inner consciousness? What if the only person we are ever talking to is ourselves? What if the only person we are here to fix is us?

And so for today I won’t beg for my friend to see me or appreciate me or value me. (Though I may bring it up if it feels appropriate.). For today I will practice loving myself. For today I will value myself. And for today I will deeply, deeply appreciate myself.

So often we are trying to change the world out there. So often we want others to see us, appreciate us, and value us. And while this is important, what if they are just mirroring back some aspect of our own inner world. What if the real healing is for us to love ourselves? What if the real healing is for us to appreciate and value ourselves? What if the real healing is for us to give ourself that kindness and care?

For today perhaps we can practice loving and appreciating ourselves and then see what shows up differently when we show up differently? For today perhaps we can take the time to really notice what changes when we change.

From this place of self love we may choose to address the issues that present in our lives for this can be an act of self care. But perhaps more importantly we will see the external world as a mirror showing us what we need to change inside of ourselves.

As we love and value ourselves perhaps either the people around us will love and value us more or perhaps some will fall away and new people will arrive. Or perhaps the more we love and value ourselves the less me are affected by those around us and we can give them space to learn and grow.

I’m still exploring this concept. And so for today I will focus on loving myself, valuing myself and appreciating myself rather than demanding this from the external world.

Maybe all of life is a mirror. And maybe, just maybe instead of trying to change the world out there the only person I need to change and heal is me.

My Life in a Harem. (and other happy thoughts)

A beautiful German woman sat next to me at the workshop and I instantly felt drawn to her and I instantly disliked her all at the same time. A Middle Eastern song came on while we waited for the speaker to come on stage and many stood up to move their bodies and to dance. The German woman turned towards me and we began to dance together. We danced a middle eastern dance that seemed to just arise between us. Our bodies fell together as if we had done this dance hundreds of times before.

Suddenly everything started to flicker and my consciousness moved to another place and another time. I was suddenly in a past life. I was transported to a life in a harem. The German woman and I were friends and the German woman and I were enemies. You see we were both in love with the same man. The man in the harem. Some women were just there for the kinship and community but she and I were also very much in love with the man. She and I were friends and we were competitors. Each hoping to be the chosen one.

And in this altered state I could feel her pain and I could feel mine. There was a deep longing in each of us. An almost unbearable lightness of being. She dealt with her pain by becoming more and more beautiful. (If I’m beautiful enough maybe I will be chosen.). I dealt with my pain by becoming more and more independent. (Who needs the man anyway.). But way underneath the surface was the secret longing. The longing for love. The longing for connection. Perhaps a longing that could never be satisfied in this human realm. The pain was there for both of us and I could see beneath the veneer of beauty and independence.

The song subsided and the dance ended and I found myself back in this place and this time, staring into the eyes of the beautiful German woman. Her eyes were piercing and intense. Her eyes were filled with love and hate and depth and intensity. Had she seen the past? Did she remember too?

The song ended and we all sat down. The speaker was onstage now. I looked up and saw him with new eyes. I recognized his instantly.

He was the man from the harem.

Someone asked me recently if I believed in past lives. I do I replied. How could you she asked. I have memories I said. They happen on a regular basis.

I’m still processing what I saw that day. I have repeated the pattern in this life. Dealing with the pain of lose and love and disappointment by becoming hyper independent. But I know the truth now.

I have no easy answers. No quick fixes.

Just awareness. Just allowing the unfolding to continue.

I welcome the pain that lies beneath the surface now. I welcome it deeply and do my best to allow it to be there after lifetimes of hiding from it.

The unbearable lightness of being.

What pain do you hold? Could you welcome it up? Could you sit with it? Could you allow It to reveal itself?

What we resist persists and
Anything deeply welcomed eventually leads to peace.

And so for today I welcome this pain that resides at the depth of my being. I welcome it to accompany me. I welcome it to the surface and allow it to have its way for me.

Today I have no answers,
Just a gentle welcoming of what is arising.

A sitting with the pain.
A sitting with the attempt to mask the pain.

For today I welcome.

I welcome.
I welcome.

I welcome what is.
And:

I welcome the resistance to what is.
I welcome my resistance.

I welcome the sadness.
I welcome the grief.
I welcome the regret.

I welcome it all.
I welcome it all.

I welcome the confusion.
I welcome the disappointment of what could have been.

I welcome not knowing what I didn’t know.

The earth is a school.
I welcome the learning process.

I welcome not wanting to be here some days.
I welcome that I am the wounded healer.

I welcome my wisdom and
I welcome my ignorance.

I welcome the pain of existence.
I welcome it all as best I can.

I welcome because resisting has become to hard.
I welcome because denying had become too unbearable.

I welcome all my experiences here.

The earth is a school whether I like it or not.
The earth is where we come to learn and grow.

I welcome my pain.
I welcome the longing for love.

I welcome my wholeness too.
I welcome my wholeness that lies beneath the pain.

I welcome my wholeness.
I welcome my wholeness.

I welcome the veneer of independence.
I welcome the German woman’s pain.

I see the pain of the man in the harem too.
He is confident and strong but beneath the surface there is pain in him too.

He has loved and lost.
He is afraid to be hurt again and so he spreads himself thin.

I welcome his pain too.

I was told one time that I am here to be a messenger of compassion.
It has been hard earned.

I offer you compassion for your pain as best I can.
A plate of compassion all around for this journey we are all on together.

A plate of compassion all around.
A plate of compassion all around.

Perhaps we can be softer with each other.

Who knows what lies beneath the surface?
Who knows what pain exists from this life time of other lifetimes?

If we knew each others story,
Compassion would be a natural biproduct.

And so,

I am learning to welcome.
I feel more like a student these days then a teacher.

I welcome what is.
I welcome what is.

At the deepest level we are one.
At the deepest level we are whole, healed, complete.

A plate of compassion all around.
A plate of compassion all around.

To everyone.

You never know what someone else has endured.
You never know the story beneath the surface.

The hardest challenge.
The greatest lesson.

A plate of compassion all around.
A plate of compassion all around.
A plate of compassion all around.

~Hayley Mermelstein

Be Love and See Who Comes.

Be love and see who comes.
Embody love now.

Your grand experiment with life.
Change your energy, change your life.

What happens when you change?
What shows up differently when you show up differently?

Be love and see who comes.
Be love and see who comes.

Stop trying to change those around you.
Stop making them your project.

No matter how tempting it is to think the problem is outside of you,
It is not.

Change yourself.
Change your own energy.

Be love and see who comes.
Be love and see what changes.

Some may move further away.
Some may come closer.

Be love.
Be the embodiment of love.

True love can say yes and true love can say no.
True love seeks to serve at the deepest level.

True love can be genuine.

True love does not seek to please the personality.
True love seeks to please the spirit.

Be the embodiment of love.
Be love today.

Be love and see who comes.
Be love and see who comes.

~Hayley Mermelstein

Welcoming limitations and the unlimited

I welcome my human limitations.
I welcome that i am learning and growing.

I welcome that everyone is learning and growing.

I welcome.
I embrace.
I allow.

I welcome my human limitations.
I welcome my imperfections.

We are all imperfect and learning.
I welcome.

I welcome.
I welcome.

i embrace.
I allow.

I also welcome that there is a part of me that in unlimited.
I welcome my unlimited nature.

I welcome the place within in me that is whole, complete, never wounded, and one with all of life.

I welcome my wholeness.
I welcome my beingness.

I welcome my unlimited nature.
I welcome the unlimited.

There is a place within me of unlimiited abundance, unlimited wisdom, unlimited power, unlimited acceptance, unlimited love, unlimited wholeness, unlimited beingness, unlimited humility.

I welcome.
I welcome.

I welcome.
I welcome all parts of me.

I welcome my human imperfections and I welcome my true unlimited nature.

Both are true.
I welcome it all.

As I welcome my true unlimited nature, what I am capable of expands.

I welcome:

Unlimited abundance.
Unlimited wisdom.
Unlimited power.
Unlimited love.
Unlimited acceptance.
Unlimited wholeness.
Unlimited beingness.
Unlimited humility.

I welcome my human limitations and
I welcome my unlimited nature.

Both are true.
I welcome it all.

We are all learning and growing and
We are all divine and perfect.

We are both limited and unlimited.

We are one.
We are whole.

The earth is a school.
We are here for growth and learning.

And we are here to honor our human limitations and explore our unlimited capacities.

All at the same time.

I welcome my limitations and
I welcome the unlimited.

I welcome.
I welcome.
I welcome.

~Hayley Mermelstein