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This is a moving TED Talk, featuring Frank Warren, about the secrets people carry. I have seen it before… and, still, it bears watching.

I am always moved by the sacred, inner knowings, decloaked, which people have to share; yet, so often… without an invitation from another human being to engage… so much goes disallowed, so much life experience remains unexpressed. In a WEL-Systems® world, we become both willing and able to engage ourSelves and others in the richness of personal, authentic expression… inviting others to allow themSelves to live that way, too, and to become so much more.

Pathos and humour are the landscape for these secrets, which once disclosed, bring life to Self and to Other.

Enjoy!

Frank Warren: Half a Million Secrets

I know that I am a Quantum Biological Human being, which means that I am God Force, expressing in tissue. I grok that I live in a holographic universe AND that I am the creator of my own reality; as such, I get to change my mind – and should – anytime my internal signal moves me to do so. The question is: Am I willing to listen, unequivocally and unconditionally to those internal sensory cues, which are unfailing guides to what is sourcing me and to what is not, in the very breath they show up in. THAT carries, with it, enormous responsibility. It means, for me, that I have now chosen to stop living inside a Teflon shell, that I have chosen to stop being slippery with mySelf. The consequence of these choices is that ‘things’ are now going to stick to me… be ‘right in my face’ – most notably those things, which I really can’t stand. However, it is only in fully acknowledging, being present and embracing these things, in the power of my breathing to invite life into them, that I can digest, metabolize and integrate their genius; every undesired element has its desired counterpart… no exceptions.

Energy flows where my attention goes. These days, my great curiosity lies in discovering what has to be absent for what I am manifesting to be present. when I consider this statement, I hear the paradox; it is, in fact, ALL present! Just because I can’t physically see it, does not mean that it is not there. Not honouring the truth of the presence of what is unseen, unheard and/or unfelt in my physical reality is an invitation to set mySelf up for self-sabotage. I am so done with that.

So, I choose to be awake. Not always easy in the face of cultural conditioning that not just invites, but demands, that we be otherwise… that we comply to the proclivities of the status quo. However, forgetting whom and what we are – and falling asleep to ourSelves, hypnotized by the accepted collective opinion of what is good, bad, right, wrong, is anathema to our unique spirits, each essential to our worlds. It takes a new collective – an awakened posse, individually creating – to consider life differently – to support the individual – and to hold the context of a paradigm shift in manifesting a meaningful life: the shift that honours that each one of us is whole, unique and essential to our worlds; the shift that respects that evolution goes way beyond solving a problem to transforming a life. I am part of such an awakened posse.

Life need not be hard. Waking up and staying awake are key to Evolution of Self for its own sake. The only certain way I know of to STAY awake is to relax into and to surrender to mySelf. All it takes is a breath, then another, then another…

I haven’t written here for quite a while. Lots has happened along the way… not the least of which is that I chose to stop fooling mySelf that I wanted, for my life, what, in truth, I no longer did. I have always prided mySelf on my truth telling with others, believing that I offered mySelf the same respect; the truth is, I did not. Paradoxically, my truth telling with others can only ever be as authentic as the truth of my own experience, which I choose to own, out loud, for mySelf.

Getting honest has meant some really tough conversations with mySelf. In September, I got to a place, inside me, where I knew that, even if I could, I would no longer be pulling rabbits out of hats to sustain – barely – what I told mySelf I wanted, so that others could have what I told mySelf they wanted.  The person, who figured greatly in the story that I held for mySelf, was my husband.

Over the years, I have felt that I have always been the one to pull the plug on what was not working for me in concert with others. It has never been the thing that I like to do; I was always hoping that the other party would do ‘it’. They wouldn’t. Not because they didn’t care or were selfish, ’cause, like me, they were either hoping that someone else would do ‘it’… would just STOP… and/or, like me, were captive  to their own Self-created stories/lies that their particular engagements were working. Over 13 years ago, I pulled the plug with a business partnership; neither of us wanted to be in it after 15 years, yet we kept holding on to the lie that what we had was still great, when it no longer was. Pulling the plug, as scary as it seemed to me at the time, opened new opportunities for each of us. The one thing I have chosen to accept to ease my life is that I AM the one to pull the plug. When I wait for others to take on that task for me, it becomes injurious to my well being… and to the well being of others.

So, when I announced to my husband that I no longer wanted to hold onto our home, which felt very weighty on my desire to live a much simpler life, I was apprehensive about what that would mean for us, as partners, moving forward. After 41 years, what could that mean? Somehow, I had anchored my relationship with him to my perception of his relationship (true or not) to the house he had built and the property he had grown up on. I had told mySelf the story that he would not want to leave; and I knew I could no longer stay, feeling, as I did, that I was tied to old ways of being, which no longer held true for me. Staying in the tough conversation with mySelf in his presence was, for me, never about forcing his hand. It was always about respecting our own separate desires and trusting that it would all unfold exactly as it should, together AND separately. So our house is now listed for sale AND we have released our home of 41 years of family, business and estate trappings, by dumpster, shredding and auctions. A lightening up, as it were!  All of this, for me, is a huge metaphor for being done with my history, my past, old habits and habituation. It is time to create some new habits and new ways of being in my world. We are in conversation, now, about what is possible, creating a very different way of moving through our worlds.Very freeing. Very exciting!

I have become so tired and disappointed in my life about the non-delivery of expectations, which I have paid for in time, funds and unfulfilled hope. I am long in the tooth, and, as of today, it seems that I am still quite capable of creating opportunities where I end up paying for the decisions made by others, which ultimately make a dent in my resources through their choosing to hold as true in their worlds what is not true in mine. In the end and more importantly, I am left feeling disrespected and wrong about requesting a balancing of the ledger, metaphorically and literally. If your decision impacts me by countering mine AND I know you, I’ll ask, not demand. Can’t rock the boat, don’t you know? As a result, I have yet, again, added to a life-long, accrued escrow of the shit called resentment. Pointless; it only fertilizes the ground for greater accrual AND it’s continued stench just intensifies and continues to assault the senses.

Sure, I hold, as true, that each one of us has the inalienable right to choose and that each one of us has the right to change our minds in the face of things that work for us AND/OR not. I really do believe that. I am discovering, finally, that I can change my own mind, now, and that it is safe to do so, after a life time of living in fear of the consequences; break the lease, cut the tether, change the agreement and there will be outcomes – a fate worse than death, if I follow the ages-old, entrenched dogma of cultural conditioning. Been there, done that; I scared myself half to death, as I chose to break all the rules, that were in place to make sure I would not break them. Craziness!

I know that I am a godforce. I also know that, as a godforce, I have the capacity to make godforce-sized messes. I have paid, heavily, for the agreements I have chosen to break, so that I could stay in integrity with mySelf. I just wish others would show me – and , ultimately, themSelves, the same respect. I can’t but feel pissed that, again, I am expected to be the RESPONSIBLE one, the UNDERSTANDING one and the NICE one, so that others can feel good about themSelves, leaving me to hold the proverbial feed bag… to digest and metabolize what’s in it, creating even more shit for the escrow pile. In one end and out the other.

So, I am done. I know that my authentic presence is immense and that I contribute massively to the lives of others. I know that my contribution of mySelf is an integral part of what lights me up in my world. AND, I am no longer willing to short change mySelf of my own Self-respect by not defining for others what the process of contributing IS for me: share of mySelf, share alike, and share for the sheer joy of sharing. This now means that I am NOT responsible for paying for the consequences of others’ decisions… I am responsible for paying ONLY for my own. My willingness to be clear about what I expect, for mySelf, as I co-create with others, IS me allowing mySelf to BE visible, vocal and vulnerable with others about what I want for mySelf, in my world… declared and decloaked.

It’s time. I am now choosing to seed a new escrow of RIG [respect, integrity and generosity of spirit] for mySelf, first.

I recently watched a short video interviewing individuals with the question: Are Entrepreneurs Born or Bred? I listened… and I know something different in and for my Self.

I believe that entrepreneurship and leadership are not about owning and operating business, but are, instead, critical attributes of individual creative force by which we carve out our unique worlds. Unending curiosity is key to it all. Whether, I work with/for others OR I work for my Self, alone/with others, am I willing to continually push the edges of my own already-created reality to become more? The potential for curiosity, creating, leading and being enterprising IS innate to our essential nature; it IS our birthright. Therefore, I believe that we are all born with entrepreneurial spirit.

I know lots of business owners, who believe that owning business means being entrepreneurial. Not so… not by a long shot! So many of these folks have just bought themselves another job, hoping that their experience of life will be different, yet remaining hamstrung by the cultural conditioning of their own beliefs, values and attitudes, entrenched through intergenerational modelling. Been there, done that. Now, I choose differently; I am awake to my past history of external referencing and the strategies that found fuel in that.

Being entrepreneurial is to create is to lead. It is a state of mind, a state of being. It’s potential is inherent to each of us. The breeding [the expansion] of that potential has everything to do with our individual willingness to exercise our right to choose and to act on our own behalves. It is only then, that we become the invitations for others to awaken and reclaim their own inherent, entrepreneurial spirits.

Being entrepreneurial is not an outcome. Rather, it is an infinite process of finite beginnings and endings. One’s willingness to choose and to create… and to choose and to create, again… and again… and again…are what feed and nourish the process.

Being entrepreneurial is the process of Self discovery in the process of Self selection. It takes great courage to conceive, create, generate and sustain what lights me up, when others, especially the experts in their fields, are vocally and, sometimes, vociferously hell bent that what I am choosing to undertake for my Self is wrong. Well, I allow that they get to be right about it being right or wrong for them. However, it is not about them. I am the only one who can be right about any of it being right or wrong for me.

I know that being entrepreneurial means digging deep inside, where I live, for the courage that, in the moment, I am not even sure is there… yet it is.

I know that being entrepreneurial means staying present to my Self  in the immediate inhale of my experience and the resulting exhale of whom I have become – in that breath, that moment – in my world.

I know that being entrepreneurial means that I am fully responsible for my own life and the quality of it… that, even in the most dire of circumstances, I know that I am at cause for the effects in my life…that I create it all… even the stuff I can’t stand. And, because I know that I create it all, I can create and manifest differently. And, because I create it all, I can stop blaming my Self.

Yes, we are born entrepreneurial. Respect, integrity and generosity of spirit is what invites and allows the essence of that nature to prosper; that is were the notion being bred lies.

Being entrepreneurial means that I know I can stand alone… and I know, deep inside, that I am never alone.  This invites my own inalienable trust of my Self… my intuition, my instincts. In that trust, my curiosity, creativity and courage bloom… and I become more.

For me, being entrepreneurial is me becoming/reclaiming more of my Self for/in myself.  Creating business, which is both meaningful and sustainable, is simply one expression of that becoming.

There are lots of entrepreneurs and there are lots of business owners. One does not mean the other. However, when the two are inextricably aligned, sparks fly and magic happens!