I was sitting her re-reading the old posts (it has been over a year since I last read these) and reflecting on my own experiences in this time.
Truth is I have not lived a single day of wild in that time – not one single spontaneous endeavour, not one crazy impulsive decision. It got me thinking – why is it so hard to be wild?
1. Fear of being unsafe
The old original limiting belief….fear. Often we don’t even know what we are afraid of – it is just “too scary”. If you think you are not being wild because you are too lazy, then this is often your limiting belief. Something in you thinks it is not a good idea. That fear of the unknown – what will happen if I??
2. Fear of rejection
When we are young we often don’t care about perception of us. If it feels good we often just do it and therefore are much freer, often quite wild. As we get older somewhere we lose that and we start worrying about what others will think. Will they think I don’t love them because I want time away from them? Will they think I am too old to be having outrageous fun – “what are you doing that for, don’t you think you are a bit old?”. What the fuck?? What does that have to do with anything?
Often we don’t just jump into freedom because we think or know someone else won’t like it. This one can be challenging to overcome particularly if those that are close to us are doing their best to prevent us from changing. Change is uncomfortable for many and to see you growing also brings to bear their own fears of rejection. Funny old world this – people are rarely their own person cohabitation with others. One of the couple, or others within the family are really encouraged to confirm so much that they don’t even know who they are anymore or what they want.
She stood upon the beach and breathed deeply. With every breath her lungs filled with the excitement of her new life. She was freeing herself piece by piece of all the past hurts and disappointments. Her life had not been bad – it was just so rigid, confining and boring. She had felt she had no life and that time was slipping away, any memories she could have made drained like the water through the sands beneath her feet. They would never be her memories – she never took the chance. She never gave herself permission to listen to her soul. She just dreamed of the events and activities that would leave her bursting with remembering and stories she could share. But her soul was empty. She had no stories to share. She was lonely inside and dying a little more with every year that passed. How sad to have missed out on living… but that was the old her. She had decided to take her life on, be accountable for her decisions and give herself permission to live.
The beginning had been scary. She thought her family and friends would think she had gone crazy (and some of them did), but every exciting, scary step empowered her a little more to take the next step. With every brave new move, she worried less about what others thought of her. She was gathering joyous memories into her ever expanding spirit. Her very being was beginning to glow with the wildness that was inside her. She was attracting new people and new events into her life and she was finally feeling alive.
She turned her eyes to the rocks at the end of the beach and began her run. The breeze gently caressed her hair and the warm air bathed her with its energy. Life was changing, and it was amazing…..
Imagine a life filled with joy, energy and abundance. Imagine a life where your spirit soars with anticipation of the next exciting adventure.
Lets give ourselves permission to live our OWN life. Love and kisses xxx
Today is the last day of 2014. Always the time when we look back on our year that has been and work out whether the year was successful or not.
i believe my year was successful. After a horrid start to the year with a ghastly employer, several shitty jobs and some soul searching about what I wanted to do “when I grew up” – I finally had some successes that outweighed all the bad stuff.
- I learned that it is definitely possible to manifest through the law of attraction. I was always on the fence…wanted to believe but never saw any real evidence. This year I did. I wrote down what I wanted from a work perspective and put it out to the Universe. Not only did I get a totally different job with great people, doing fun work, but the pay is amazing. Much more that I actually thought was possible for a “job”. I thought I would have to be self employed to earn good money but apparently not. I now have a new frame of reference for what $$ I am able to earn.
- I met my soul friend in one of the shitty jobs in the year. I thought there was only one person who understood the way I think and who had similar beliefs, but that is now another myth debunked. I can talk about whatever crazy idea is in my head and both these people just “get” it and we can feed off each other’s amazing energy.
- I learned that I was not as “trapped” as I thought in my life. I had just been to scared to declare what I wanted in MY life. I had always put myself way down the list and decided in my own head that no one would support me in living the way that I wanted. Was I ever wrong! Not only am I now openly talking about and taking actions towards my new wild life, but others are starting to live it with me. My family are joining in on some of the travel adventures I have planned and I have discovered that some of my friends are willing to help me achieve my fitness/wellness goals and active lifestyle. Lesson learned – make a decision (a TRUE decision) and the Universe will conspire to make it happen.
To say that everything in my life feels wonderful right now is an understatement. I am super excited about 2015. I am gaining confidence everyday in releasing the wild Kim. The authentic me is emerging and the Stepford Wife version is fading away. I get excited just thinking about the possibilities. Now that I have the evidence that shows that I really CAN change my life and that only my beliefs (as real as they appeared) were holding me back, I question everything about my life. I allow myself to dream of what could be possible and I am starting to believe that it can be anything I want it to be. How empowering and exciting. I am beginning to live my new life – my wild adventure-filled spontaneous healthy life and I know you are starting to live yours…aren’t you? 😄
Today I made a connection…I just finished reading the book “Born to Run” by Christopher McDougall. AMAZING!
It exactly describes how I often visualise myself – that joy and abandon I dream of, but have not experienced in a long time. I close my eyes and I can feel myself running, feeling like I am flying. I can feel the wind on my face and my lungs filling with life-giving air. There is a huge smile on my face and I know for certain I am free.
This is reclaiming my wildness. As in the book I have fought my whole life not to wear shoes, only putting them on if I absolutely have to. My staples are bare feet and thongs (flip flops) – the latter only if I have to be “respectable”. Even these get kicked off as soon as I cross the threshold into my home (or anyone else’s home for that matter hahahaha).
Time to get back to nature, or as close to wilderness as I can get living in a town. There are some great small hills near my home – great to begin my training. I am going to do step 1 – barefoot for the walking and minimal shoes for my learning to run.
Important that I do as much barefoot as I can (without the stress of running) while I get the responses in my feet rewilded, get my muscles working propyl and build my bone strength. I have a way to go to get from a soppy, under exercised slop to what I know is my birth right – a strong, agile, wild person – free spirited and in love with being alive.
Another day closer to releasing my wild….
i opened my blog this morning and for the first time in a long time I noticed the tag line I had put in the banner when I created this blog….”finding the wild in ourselves”. This was my original intention for my blog but somewhere along the way that got lost. I originally wanted to use this as an online journal while I explored my own rewilding journey. I began using it to test other thoughts and somehow strayed off my path. I am still passionate about healing this world, but I need to heal me first so back to first principles – change what is directly in your control.
So…..I figure it is time to have a little fun being introspective and writing about finding the wild in myself. Now, more than ever I need to start finding the “real” me. I don’t even know who “me” is anymore. I am a mix of everyone else’s shoulds and sometimes I am just too “go with the flow” that I end up down everyone else’s idea of my life right down to daily actions and food choices.
I am ready for a little wild. I can feel the excitement of seeing a little wild shadow appearing. I know it is there. Time to begin teasing it out and see who the authentic me is. Wild….feel it? I see the shadow and I am ready for more.
Today I feel renewed and inspired again. Things have been flat for the last few weeks but I feel…yes, actually feel again.
My mind is going a thousand miles an hour with all the possibilities. I just have to work out how to get from thinking in wave form and begin to convert that to actual tangibles….keep posted as I wade my way through this. Xx
Day 4. Topic of today is “what is your elevator pitch?” Damn. I have been sitting here for 10 minutes and nothing. A blank space in my normally overactive brain. Sooooo much to condense down to a few words. I am enthusiastic about way too many things…. OK I have two main goals (dreams):
- I want to green Australia from tip to tip. I want all farming to be fully sustainable and ecologically beneficial, get rid of salinity, fill and rewild every spare bit of land with plantlife (especially trees) and reclaim the deserts for farming, eco-tourism etc. I want Australia to be the world leader in ecological restoration, sustainable ecology-based farming and minimalistic culture.
- There is a massive ecological disaster (fully man-created) and the general consensus is that it is pretty much irreversible. The locations is the Aral Sea on the border of Uzbekistan and Kazakhstan. The World Bank has funded some initiatives that have shown some promise, but a full-scale restoration is required. The impact goes well beyond the borders, and impacts glacial resilience and human health. My dream is to get the best in the world to work together to not only come up with a solution, but to implement all the initiatives and reclaim this dry salty desert, the communities and the wildlife. This is one area desperately in need of rewilding.
I want to be part of both of these. I would love to drive and promote and gather the great minds together. I would love this to be the legacy I leave for my children. A healthier world, people working together for the common good of our children and the future and a realisation that we are in fact capable of great things. Way too long for an elevator speech, will have to work on this one. Have to work out how to move my language (and actions) from dreams to creating this reality. Any ideas?
Sienna stood at the edge of the escarpment and looked out across the valley. It was so lush and green – a stark comparison to the land they had been travelling for the past two days. It felt like a mirage, like it couldn’t possibly be real. A hidden gem. Down there was the target of her pursuit. Travis had the stone and she needed it. She knew he was close, her intuition was burning a hole in her belly. She looked across at Blake and nodded. This was it. There would be no going back.
She started down the slope, sliding on rivers of rock like a natural. Years of snowboarding had given her the skills and strength to manoeuvre her way through the jagged rocks as she made her fast descent. Blake was grinning like a Cheshire cat as he slid past her effortlessly. Always competing, she thought and smiled herself.
As she neared the bottom, her pace slowed and she had a chance to raise her eyes and look around. There ahead was a trail of broken underbrush and it was a dead giveaway that her intuition was right, she would find Travis here. She quickly removed her shoes and saw Blake do the same. They would be able to move through unheard. It was important to be silent as she did not want to alert Travis of their presence. He would be waiting for them, and that was the last thing she wanted. She had known Travis her whole life and knew they were evenly matched in battle. She couldn’t afford to lose, the stakes were too high. Their best chance was the element of surprise.
They ran nimbly and silently through the underbrush until they reached a tall statue that blocked the path. This was it, this was the place she would find Travis. A little shot of fear trickled through her for the first time and she furtively looked around for Blake. He was only a few feet away, but he could see her confidence drop. He gave the a thumbs-up and a smile. That was all she needed – she drew off his strength and determination and the fear was gone.
They edged silently through the bush and there he was, standing inside a circle of stones, the ground cleared around him. It was almost too late, the ritual had begun. She moved around the edge like a leopard, looking for the best point to make her attack. Suddenly her heart went cold as she felt the dry stick beneath her foot. It seemed an eternity for the cracking noise to come. It rang through her ears like a gunshot and she froze, waiting for Travis to realise they were there. He did not move and she realised that he could not hear her, already in the precursor trance. She knew she had to take action now or all would be lost.
She drew the rope from her pocket, ready to do what she needed and bounded across the clearing. Blake came running behind her. She caught a shadow out of the corner of her eye. Of course, you idiot. As if he would be here alone, she thought. She had been in too much of a hurry – foolish. She would have to deal with the shadow – and quickly. All she could hope for was that he was not trained in the arts. That would cause them delays they did not have.
Sienna nodded to Blake and he raced across into the shadow and dragged a woman out into the light. Sienna was a little shocked – she had expected a man. The woman had no visible weapons and the look in her eyes was one of fear and confusion. The strangers eyes moved from Sienna to the man standing between them and her face softened. Sienna knew then that this was no warrior, she was clearly in love with Travis. This was going to make it difficult. Sienna quickly grabbed the rope and they bound the woman’s hands. A squeal escaped the woman’s lips and it was enough to rouse Travis from his trance. He pulled a knife from the pouch on his belt and they prepared for the fight. She knew this was going to be a fight to the death… and he was angry.
Today I am struggling with the writing challenge theme. Today the question is “What do people thank you for? What do you love helping people with? What would you be happy and excited to help others with even if you don’t get paid?”
I would enjoy helping people with maths….only kidding. What would I do? <insert long procrastination brain freeze at this point> hahahaha.
I love helping people talk through their stuck points, uncover their secret passions, talk about their secret wildness and show them glimpses of possibilities. I love to see people start to kick off those shackles of self-limiting beliefs that keep them imprisoned in their domesticated worlds. They are usually just living a life full of ‘shoulds’ and I know you know exactly what I am talking about because we all do it. This word in my opinion should (lol) be banned from the dictionary and never used again.
As I say to people brave enough to listen to my ramblings – “there is nothing in our lives we ‘have’ to do, just as ‘should’ is an unconscious brain fart expression that really does nothing more than tell others that we are not making a decision for ourselves. Once we use that word we are verbalising someone else’s expectation of us. If we were making the decision that was true to us, we would never use that word. True? If you ever hear yourself using that word, stop and question whose voice are you hearing in your head or whose expectations do you feel you have to meet.
Well, this post definitely has gone down some random path, so time to bring it back to the original question – what would I help others with even if I don’t get paid…..I would help others to feel free. I would help them think about their wildness and real ness and passions hidden inside themselves. With freedom comes possibilities and with possibility comes an authentic life.
Always choose to life an authentic life. I will be living it right beside you.
I have joined the Blog-A-Day Challenge with Scott Dinsmore from Live Your Legend. Today’s question for me to write about is “what makes you really angry about the world”?
capitalist, organisations. Actually, I don’t have a problem with organisations making money, I have a massive problem with the selfishness, lack of concern about the impact their organisation is having on the planet and many societies. I am angry about the total disregard for the planet and the carelessness of their actions. It almost feels like some of them get a kick out of wholesale destructive change.
I am angry about the way many western (and increasingly Asian) organisations are destroying forests. Providing false beliefs and financial bribing/coercion to some countries. Encouraging them to destroy. By giving them money and telling them they are making a difference to their families and communities is cruel and heartless. They are being brainwashed into destroying their own homes and lifestyles, losing their culture and planet steward role, just so someone can unethically “do business”. All for the gain of the organisation and the loss for everyone else on the planet. Selfish does not even define how low I think they are. Just because they can, does not mean they should.
Where is the heart of these organisations? Faceless, soulless organisations. The cold-hearted hide behind their boards and shareholders. Well, there is something I had forgotten. I need to group the shareholders in the selfish bunch. If they are being quoted as the reason that these organisations feel they can justify their unethical behaviours in the name of profit, then they also need to wear the scab badge. They have a voice and can use it if they choose.
I believe it is time to put the “wild” back into organisations. Time for them to find their heart, time for them to reclaim their soul. Some are starting deepen that path and need to be supported and applauded. Companies that are progressive, environmental (not just in the superficial marketing kind of way either). Society-focused, not greedy. These companies are finding huge dollar value in “doing right”. I will post some great case studies over the next few weeks.
Imagine if the world was full of “wild” businesses. Transformative, visionary, making real positive change and making mega dollars. I would support them. Time to oust the bloodsuckers. Demand different. If they don’t show their heart….give them the boot.