I’m in a networking group, and with that comes lots of education on marketing yourself. What I thought was natural for me has risen to the surface in a new form, now reaching out for my attention. It’s all about personal boundaries.

There is a lot of discernment required in deciding who you are in the face of the public. Your identity—the one you feel comfortable articulating to others—matters. This can be different from the one you show to your close friends. It can be different from the one you see from in your mind’s eye as you watch a flower petal float down a creek in a meditation.

It’s important for me to connect with people who know how to listen, know how to pause… Met with a face of judgment while I’m mid-sentence signals my nervous system to stand guard. That’s not trust. And so too are the qualities of humility, authenticity, calmness and sense of commitment.

David Whyte, the writer, pops into my Inbox from time to time. Normally, his messages set the stage for great introspection. Here’s the latest:

Rest is the conversation between what we love to do and how we love to be. Rest is the essence of giving and receiving; an act of remembering, imaginatively and intellectually, but also psychologically and physically. To rest is to give up on the already exhausted will as the prime motivator of endeavour, with its endless outward need to reward itself through established goals.

You don't have to know why. Just follow your first gut instinct. It's usually your best bet. Even if it drives your hesitation, perception, concern or intrigue unconsciously, it knows you.

‍To know yet to think that one does not know is best;‍

Not to know yet to think that one knows will lead to difficulty.

~ Lao Tzu

There is a stairway. I climbed it last night. In my dream. I knew these stairs led to the train to the top. I got to these stairs by a train moving effortlessly on a waterway. I wanted to call someone to explain how easy it was to travel across water.

I put it in my calender that today I will write a manifesto. I thought about this in yoga this morning. I started writing in my mind. Then—after coming home—I decided to go back to a second yoga class in a row in order to get psyched; it was Bikram yoga no less. It was a physical yoga manifesto.

In between the letters is a place. To imagine what occurs—as a word is formed, as a choice is made—is to be a step closer to being in that space.

Sentences are made of more than words. Ideas, described. Pauses, illuminated.

Write with me
... as if I'm writing you
... as if I hear only your voice.

The writer is a person whose faucet of words continues to flow. There is no on/off switch. But, the writer—an author of freelance ways of the mind—can also take a nap. A good nap. And in that slumber, words dancing (or not), there is an inflection that breathes through inactivity that produces the artistic work.

What does that mean to come into wholeness? Imagine yourself at peace, in love and at one with your path in life, and then you will know the answer.

It's easy to have a grand plan for everything you do in life, along with trying to plot and control the outcome. Although it's important to advocate for yourself and your own destiny, sometimes it's better to let life just happen.

Carl G. Jung defines synchronicity as the conceptual relationship of minds, intricately structured in their own logical way which gives rise to that which is not causal in nature. 

Do you ever want to tell yourself to just STOP all this mind chatter?!  Sometimes it is even doubt that inches its way into the brilliance that has been created in your life.