Do You Hear Voices?

This thought popped into my head this morning as I was walking to work and inspired this article. As I toyed with this idea, I began to wonder how differently would my life, and your life, be if we listened to the voice in our head.

Not the voice that says you can’t be, do or accomplish anything. Not the voice that berates you for mistakes made, past or present. Not the voice of negativity–we’ve all heard enough from that voice.

No, I’m talking about the voice of possibility. The voice that says, hey, call that person. Or, hey, apply for that job. Or, hey, how about stopping into this store for yogurt. We pooh-pooh and ignore that voice. I don’t have time to talk to that person. I’ll never get that job. I don’t want any yogurt right now, thank you. And then, that evening, you feel like having yogurt. But you have none because you didn’t listen to the voice. Or, you hear from someone else that the person you were meant to call offered them an opportunity that you would have loved to have. And that job you didn’t apply for because you didn’t think you would get it? Well, it went to a colleague who you know is not as qualified as you are.

All of these scenarios are familiar to us because in some form or another, it has happened to us. We can all recall a time when we thought, “I knew I should have done x, y or z!” But we didn’t. We allowed “logic” to tell us why we shouldn’t listen to that voice. 

The Universe doesn’t work “logically.” Sometimes, nothing, or seemingly nothing comes of an action we take that was prompted by our Soul. Because taking that action doesn’t immediately result in having x or the opportunity arising immediately, we learn to ignore that voice or discount it.

Let’s stop doing that, shall we?

The Universe, if we allow it, will orchestrate our lives in a delightful, magical manner. But we have to trust. And that trust begins by listening to the voice in your head.

(Again, I’m not saying listen to the voice of negativity. Or, if you happen to be psychotic, please get medical help. Quickly.)

There is nothing to lose by following the leads we get. Sometimes, yes, it’s not convenient. Who am I kidding? Many times, it’s not convenient. But I have found whenever I do what is not convenient, that’s when the magic happens. That’s when the miraculous appears and circumstances unfold that I could never have arranged even if I could conceive of all the moving parts necessary to bring it to pass.

We live in a benevolent Universe. A loving Universe that wants the best for us in every moment. (But, Tracy, you say, many of my experiences have not been beneveolent or loving. I get it, but that’s another article.) And that best comes from listening and taking action on what you’re given. If you were to consistently follow your inner guidance and take action immediately, I know for certain you would not recognize your life in a year. It would be beyond your wildest imaginings. In a good way.

So the next time that voice whispers, listen. Listen to it. And take action. Again. And again. And again. And watch what unfolds.

Here is a mantra that I say to myself every day, many times a day:

“The Universe conspires on my behalf in every moment.”

I encourage you to adopt it and see if your perspective doesn’t change for the better.

In love, I am

tracy elizabeth

Are You Judging Yourself?

Recently, my husband and I went on vacation to Las Vegas.  And while there, I decided to treat myself to several spa visits over the course of several days during our stay. What’s great about going to a spa is that for each day that you are having a treatment, you also get to use the spa facilities for the entire day:  steam room, sauna, jacuzzis, plunge pool, gym.  In theory, this sounds awesome.  The reality, for me, was less so.

After realizing I didn’t have a bathing suit I was cheerfully informed by the staff that it was clothing optional in this women’s only spa.  After I regained consciousness, I entertained the thought of walking unclothed in a spa in the company of other women for a nanosecond. I then prevailed upon my husband to drive me to no less than 5 stores before I found a bathing suit at Macy’s. Whew! Disaster averted.

I scheduled my visits first thing in the morning and it was great.  Not many guests around at 8:00 am.

But, there was a part of me that couldn’t enjoy the experience.  During the treatments, I kept thinking, “Oh, I’m fat.  She (esthetician) must be disgusted.  She probably cannot wait to be done.”  And on and on went the endless litany of negative self talk.  Suffice it to say, my treatments were not as pampering or enjoyable as they could have been.

I thought, ok, it’s early, so it’s safe to go into the steam room, sauna and jacuzzis.  And it was.  I turned my mind off and drifted into a peaceful contentment.  But it was short lived.

As soon as I spied another woman, I frantically grabbed for a towel to cover myself as I walked to the jacuzzi, only feeling safe after I had entered the warm water and was partly hidden by the bubbles.  Ah, safety.  But then came along two other women and they were going to get into the jacuzzi, too!  As I looked in horror at these two slim women I began to feel ashamed again.  And the litany of negative criticisms in my mind began again.  I sat there, like a deer caught in headlights.  I was terrified.  What do I do?  I can’t leave, they will see me in all my pudginess.  But if I stay, more will come and it will be misery squared.

I felt such anguish and all the peacefulness I had enjoyed vanished.  I wanted to cry.

Then, something came over me and I heard my higher self say internally, “Tracy, get up and walk out, stand at the top of the steps and towel yourself dry.  Do not rush.”

I listened.  And as I towelled myself dry, out in the open with other women around, I realized something.

No one was watching me.  No one was pointing or snickering or looking at me in disgust.  No one was paying any attention to me whatsoever.

I put on my robe and went about my business showering, dressing, and still not one person looked at me funny or glared at me.

And then it hit me.

The truth of it was that the only one judging me, was me.  Finding fault, criticizing, belittling.  Those thoughts were my thoughts and mine alone.

I barely enjoyed my treatments and spa time because of my own internal, negative dialogue.  Telling myself that other people are thinking this or that was my way of not allowing pleasure into my life.

Pleasure in nurturing and caring for myself.  Pleasure in allowing myself to be pampered.

I sat and journaled and went really deep to understand why I would deny myself these luxurious experiences and the answer was that a part of me feels undeserving and unworthy.  A part of me will only allow me to enjoy so much, before the mechanism kicks in that says, “oh no, that’s enough joy and pleasure for you, my dear!”  And back down I go, to the amount of joy and pleasure that feels “safe.”  That feels “allowable.”

These feelings and self imposed limitations are going to require more introspection in the days and weeks to come.  I am determined to get to the root of it once and for all. But, my intention with this article was to inspire you to go within and ask yourself what negative self talk are you allowing yourself to listen to?  Where in your life are you denying or limiting the amount of joy and pleasure you can experience, and why?  What is the root cause of it?

Because, one thing I am sure of is a life without pleasure is an unhappy, miserable existence.  And lving without it is not why we were created.

Pleasure, joy, self love is our birthright and it is time that we allowed ourselves to welcome it into our daily lives. Not in a selfish, it’s all about me way, but in a way that fulfills us and allows us to be able to give back to our families, loved ones, friends, pets.

Life without pleasure is barren and cold.

Take time for yourself.  Add in small doses regularly to increase your threshhold of how much pleasure you will allow into your life.  Start with a bubble bath once a week.  Or perhaps a walk in nature is what nurtures you.  Maybe painting brings you joy.  Whatever it is, do it and do it consistently, thereby increasing your capacity for joy and pleasure.

It is important to take time for you.  You are important.  You matter.

In love, I am

tracy elizabeth

How Did We Get Here?

In my journey to become self-realized, I have come across many spiritual doctrines.  The most popular one being “we are here to learn lessons.”

I bought into this for a while, but it never felt quite right.  Something within me, that same something that I call my higher-self, kept saying, UH UH, umm, NO!  But I thought, well, these spiritual teachers and gurus surely know more than I do.  They’ve been on the path for decades!

But one thing I have learned is to listen to that voice and to TRUST that feeling I get when something feels not-quite-right.  I have learned, by making many mistakes and not trusting, that I must look within.  My higher-self has never been wrong, though at times I thought it was.  Those instances, upon reflection, I realized were not initiated from my higher-self.  (It takes practice to discern the difference, so make sure to read my 3 tips on listening to your inner guidance here, here and here.)

Here is what my higher-self has told me and what I have come to know:  I am, you are, everyone is an individual manifestation of God.

Get ready.

We ARE God, in human form.  Yep!  That’s what I know.  There is no doubt within me regarding this.  None whatsoever.  You can agree or disagree.  You have that right.  (If you disagree, stop reading right now or you’ll just get more upset/angry/pissed off at the rest of this article.  Just sayin’.)

And so, as individualized aspects of God, we KNOW everything there is to know.  There are no lessons to learn.  What could we learn that we don’t already know?  NOTHING.  Thinking that we have lessons to learn will keep us experiencing, guess what?  More lessons!

Think about it.  You Are All There Is.  There is NOTHING that is not YOU.  How could you not know everything?

Really, let that sink in.

But, Tracy, you protest, I don’t know everything.  Of course you do.  You just don’t remember that you know everything.

Let’s say, no let’s not say.  Here it is straight out:  you are pure thought, pure love, pure consciousness.  There is naught but you.  You Are All There Is.  And as you exist for millennia, you contemplate yourself for what else is there to contemplate?  You Are All There Is.

And then, at some point, you decide you want to experience yourself from a different perspective.  From outside of yourself, apart from yourself.  But how can you, when nothing else exists outside of you?

So, you cause yourself to forget the truth of who you are.  Doing so will enable you to learn about yourself from a different perspective.

But, even better, why not give yourself choices?  Why live in Stepfordville knowing only one option?  You can’t really know yourself if you only have one option of living.  Well, you could, but it would get boring fast, with only one way to experience everything.

So, you create duality.  Contrast.  Up. Down.  Right.  Left.  Hot. Cold.  Good.  Bad.  Oh boy, we’re in for a wild ride now!

And, as you are God, you don’t limit yourself.  You can have whatever you can conceive of.  Nothing is off limits.  You have free will.  Whatever you choose to believe will be delivered to you without judgment.   How can you experience the totality of yourself if you limit what you can experience?

You cannot.

After all, this is your playground.  It’s not real.  (It feels real, to be sure.  That’s part of the experience.)  It’s a way to create new experiences and to FEEL  the emotions of those experiences:  happiness, sadness, boredom, love, hate, fear, grief, you name it.  These are emotions that are meant to be felt and lived and they pass through making way for the next experience and emotion.  God knew that this was his playground, that these lives were illusion.  And that each life was an experience unto itself.

After all, God (We) are eternal.  Our souls are eternal and have no fear.  None.  Our souls never die.  Never. Ever.

But somewhere along the line things got skewed.  And rather than being the creators (of experience) that we are, we decided emotions were bad, that life was hard and to be endured and, if we were lucky, we ascended to a heavenly plane when we passed on.  But only if we were very, very, very good.

We decided that we had no power and that we were at the mercy of forces outside of ourselves.  Blaming circumstances, people, the government, religion, we kept ourselves a prisoner of our own making.

We gave it away, our power.  And so we spend years, decades, lifetimes experiencing “lessons” over and over and over again.  Because, as I mentioned earlier, the Universe does not judge.  And if you want to learn lessons, then lessons you shall learn.  And if you want to learn those lessons through hate, fear, pain, illness, poverty, then you shall learn that way as well.

I have chosen to reclaim my power.  I have chosen to FEEL each and every emotion in that moment and allow it to pass through me.  I have chosen, from this point forward, to create my life experiences with ease and joy.  And grace.  I have chosen to stop learning lessons and start living my life the way it was meant to be lived.

It doesn’t have to be hard.  It starts with a choice.  A deliberate choice with action behind it.

Decide.  Decide, today, that you will no longer settle for unecessary struggle and pain and lessons to learn.  You are the creator of your life experiences.  You and only You can decide the life you want.  Don’t settle for a life lived by default, a life determined by others and circumstances.  Remember, not choosing IS a choice.  What have you got to lose?

I’m choosing a grab the brass ring, pie in the sky, love and joy filled life.  It won’t always be rainbows and unicorns, but it will be infinitely better than a life lived by default.

What will you choose?

In love, I am

tracy elizabeth

What Is God Here To Experience Through You?

Hello everyone.  I wrestled for a month about what I am about to share with you.  Several questions flitted through my mind:

Will anyone resonate with what I’m saying?
Are people going to think I’m a nut case?
Will people unsubscribe in droves?

What I write is divinely guided.  In this case, it wrote itself.  Literally, I felt the urge to write and the words flowed as I struggled to scribble fast enough to keep up.

I really didn’t want to send this out or publish it on my blog.  So, a few weeks went by and then I had lunch with one of my loyal readers, and good friend, Dee.  (Hi Dee!)  And she asked me why I hadn’t sent out my newsletter and reminded me of a previous conversation we had had about the direction my newsletter was taking.

I gave it a great deal of thought.  Truly, I didn’t want to send this out.  But I realized that God/Source/Universe/All There Is wanted this article written and published.  And, it will reach those it is meant to and those who are not meant to identify with it will move on.

I can honestly say that I have reached a place where I am at peace  with that and let the chips fall where they may.

Today’s article may hit some of you in a raw spot, and others may feel a resounding Yes! in their being.  Whichever it is for you, I invite you to keep an open mind, breathe, and really feel and expand into the words that follow.  From that place, you can decide what is Truth for You.

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What Is God Here To Experience Through You?

That’s a pretty controversial title, isn’t it?  And yet, it is what my higher self is calling me to write.

So, what do I mean?

Well, you are here for a reason.

And I don’t mean “your purpose.”  I used to think I had to find “my purpose.”  I thought it was set in stone and I believed that when I finally discovered what that was, the world would spin counterclockwise on its axis, the heavens would part and angels would sing,”AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.”

But I now know that is not true.

After becoming in touch, truly in touch, with my higher-self, soul-self, God-self, or whatever you may choose to call it, I realized I was following the crowd rather than listening to that truth within that we ALL have access to.

Please don’t take what I write at face value.  Take some time to really give it some thought, spend time in contemplation and really feel what is true for you.

So, the reason you, I and everyone else is here, or even the reason why we EXIST is not to perform some preordained task that we must do in order to find true happiness.

Certainly, what we love most, what we lose track of time doing, what we would do every day of our lives if we could, will certainly lead us down the path of personal fulfillment.

But, it is not the destination that is our reason for being.

It is the Journey.  The Journey is the reason we exist.  The Journey is the reason we were created.

The day in and day out, the mundane, the miraculous, it is all our purpose because only we can experience it in this way.  Our way.

We are individuated expressions of God, All There Is, Source, Universe, call it what you will, we are IT.

And IT desires to experience life in its many forms and shapes.  As people.  Insects.  Dogs.  Cats.  Birds.  Trees.  Earthworms.  Everything and anything you can think of is God, for there is no other consciousness in the Universe.

Instead of getting caught up in “what am I here to do?”, think instead, “what am I here to experience?” and “who am I here to be to have that experience?”

All of life’s wonders and trials are treasured experiences to the Divine.

Why?

Because there is nothing else.

(I’ll have to write a future article about Origins so you can see the broader perspective of where I am coming from.)

I got caught in this trap of thinking what am I here to do, spinning my wheels, looking for the magic purpose and when I thought I had found it, it wasn’t what I expected.  Now that I thought I knew what my purpose was, I didn’t understand why I hadn’t suddenly become happy overnight and why my life hadn’t turned into a fairytale.  Then I thought, oh, this isn’t my true purpose and the (fruitless) search began anew.

When I stopped my frenetic searching and became still, I could finally hear the truth that was within me all along.  The truth that said, “You will search until you die and you will never find it.  Your purpose is not the end, it is the beginning.”

The beginning of a life lived well.  A life of experience.  A life of emotion.  A life of feeling every bit of what life has to offer.

Be a singer.  A rocket scientist.  A dog walker.  A fisherman.  A candlestick maker.  Be whatever you want.  All There Is does not care what profession you pick.  Choose what feels right and good and brings you joy.

But remember that what you DO is NOT why you are here.

You are here to experience.  You are an individual expression of God here to experience life in all its forms, in the daily, mundane tasks, the painful ones and the magnificent ones.  Treasure the moments, all of them.  Experience them fully and then move on to the next moment.

THAT is why you are here.

Don’t waste your life searching for the magic “purpose” that will change everything.  It won’t happen.  It’s like a magician’s smoke and mirrors:  you’ll wake up one morning in 10, 20 or even 30 years and wonder what happened, how did life pass you by and why are you no closer to true happiness and personal fulfillment.

Stop distracting yourself and LIVE your life.

Today, I have consciously chosen to step off the hamster wheel of the never ending search for my purpose and, instead, choose to become the person I am here to BE to experience what God can only experience through me.  Whatever that is, wherever it takes me, I choose to live it fully, in each and every joyous, and sometimes heartbreaking, moment.

Won’t you join me?

In love, I am

tracy elizabeth

Radical Self Love

LoveOn this journey that I’ve embarked upon, the journey to what I call Living as My Higher Self, I often find myself called to examine areas of my life where I am, well, falling short. In my last article, I wrote about how I was clearing out to allow the new in. New choices, new prosperity, new experiences, a new Me. And that’s a great start. But what has become increasingly clear is that that is exactly what it is, a start. A beginning.

As the journey unfolds, I find it becomes harder. Or maybe harder is not the word. I’m not sure I know what the right word or words are. While letting go of my things, some I love very, very much and don’t really want to part with, there is a part of me that feels more expansive. More ALIVE. Unfettered. I feel a sense of wondrous openness.

Does that make sense?

So I realize that the part that is hanging onto my dearly loved possessions is the me that must expand as well. The me that must operate in partner to my Higher Self. That which I call, Little Me.

As aspects of Little Me bubble up to be witnessed and released, so too my awareness of what lies hidden beneath grows.

I began to wonder, when did it begin? When did I stop caring about myself? When did I stop putting myself first? When did I start believing I was unworthy of self love?

Not taking time for myself, taking time to be alone and just BE, whatever that means for me at that moment is a way I denied myself self love. And I wasn’t simply denying myself self love, I was showing myself I had no value, that I wasn’t worth taking the time to nurture myself.

Please understand, when I say putting myself first, I don’t mean in a selfish, “it’s my way or the highway kind of way.”  That’s not what it’s about. But you cannot give to others if your well is dry and you have nothing to give.

Self love is about committment. It’s about trusting myself. It’s about being able to rely on myself.

I realized that throughout my life, I wasn’t showing up for me. I would promise myself I would do this or that, but I rarely followed through. I would get myself into situations that I thought I could handle, but quickly realized I was in way over my head and I would have to have my husband bail me out. I could never count on myself at all, not unless the situation was extremely dire and then, and only then, would I step up to the plate. And it felt great. I did it! But back I would fall into my old habits of not showing up for myself, forgetting that I had even stepped up in the first place.

Some of you have known me for a very long time and remember when I wouldn’t leave the house without looking a certain way. I studied fashion design, after all, and loved designing, making and wearing my creations. There was a part of me that LOVED caring for myself, using luscious creams and lotions, having my hair done and all that went with being a girly-girl. But it wasn’t just the act of adorning myself, it was the love for myself behind it. The love that said, I am worth the effort. And though this may sound somewhat superficial, it really isn’t.

Not caring how I look, whether I wear wrinkled clothes or not; whether I style my hair, or not; whether I put on some lipgloss, or not: these are all symptoms of a bigger issue.

When did I decide I wasn’t worth the effort? When did I decide I had no value?

In the Bible, verse James 2:26, it reads: For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also.

All the spiritual work (faith) I’ve been doing is great, but not putting it into practice (works) wasn’t really making my growing awareness tangible–I wasn’t allowing it to become a part of me. I was letting my fear of who I would become, stop me from, well, BEcoming. Because Little Me couldn’t handle not knowing what that looked like, I stayed trapped in the same habits, the same unloving thoughts, the same inaction.

So, even though ironing my clothes or wearing lipgloss may seem superficial, it is how I choose to begin to love and accept myself. It is how I choose to demonstrate, by beginning with these small actions, that I am worthy of self love and worthy of effort.  And these small actions will snowball into even greater awareness of how I can begin showing myself Radical Self Love.

This is the first step of many along the path of showing up for myself in all ways and at all time.  It is the way that I can begin to embody the truth of who I am, truly, WHO MY SOUL IS and will allow me to shine that light behind me. For when I shine that light, I am leading the way so that all who follow step into the light of TRUTH of who THEIR SOUL IS CALLING THEM TO BE. For we are all ONE, and as I grow and expand to embrace ALL THAT I AM, so too, will YOU.

In love, I am

tracy elizabeth

I. T. R. T.

May 3, 2013

Hello everyone!  And Howdy to my newest subscribers.  Welcome!

We are back to our regularly scheduled newsletter, LOL.  Though I may change it back to Tuesdays.  I’m not sure yet.  But, unless something is happening that I gotta share with you right away, you’ll usually hear from me once a week.

I’ve added in a gallery of pictures of my jewelry on my site, www.tracyelizabeth.co, so take a look, drop me a line and let me know what you think. I’ll regularly update it with new pieces as I make them.  (A HUGE solid, natural turquoise piece that is easily 600+ carats and a GORGEOUS Lapis and pyrite piece are two that come to mind that I need to photograph. They’re stunning!) I really do want to hear from you all, so don’t be shy! 

Lots of happenings going on at Tracy Elizabeth & Co.  As you may have noticed, I am The Soul Seer.  Yes, higher-self whispered that to  me the other day and I am all about listening to guidance and taking action, plus, I love it!

What is a Seer?  Well, Merriam-Webster defines a Seer as  “a person credited with extraordinary moral and spiritual insight” and that would be spot on.  I look into your Soul’s past life history to get the scoop on what happened many lifetimes ago and see how that is affecting you today. 

I’ll give you an example. 

Let’s say Stephanie (fictional) prefers her own company and would rather be alone most times.  She has very few friends and stays home a lot.  She gets lonely on occasion, but has a difficult time connecting with people.  In the few relationships she has (parental, mostly), she feels like she has been taken for granted and not appreciated.

If I looked into Stephanie’s past lives, I would likely find that in one or more of her lifetimes she was given a lot of unwanted responsibility.  She probably became a family caregiver at a young age, or was made to marry someone she didn’t want to marry in order to secure the family’s financial security.  These lives can go back centuries and oftentimes back then, marriages were arranged or people went into a religious order because that’s all that was available.  Opportunities like choosing and getting a job you liked, having your own business, becoming a hairdresser or a dog groomer, for example, weren’t available.  And you had to think about your family first.  What would benefit the entire family, sometimes at the cost of your personal happiness.

So, now, many lifetimes later, Stephanie wants to be alone but quietly longs for companionship.  She can’t make it happen and doesn’t know why. 

And that’s why I love being psychic and being able to delve into a person’s past lives.  Because, how would you know this?  What happened in the past is an energetic blockage, congealed energy in Stephanie’s energy body that will continue to influence her life. 

But, if Stephanie had an Akashic Reading, well then, all this could be brought to light, that blocked energy released, and her life would change.  Stephanie becomes empowered by the knowledge she is given and is able to make new choices to change her life.  How fab is that?

I LOVE what I do.  I help change lives.  WooHoo!

This is just one aspect of how an Akashic Reading can transform your life.  I can apply it to a business you would like to create based on your soul’s purpose, issues surrounding your home and property, or behavioral issues your children (or spouse, ha!) are having.  We are all multi-faceted soul’s and there is no one size fits all with Akashic Readings.  I do hope you all enjoyed this glimpse into what I do.  

P.S., I’ll be creating a blog on my site in the next few days so that you guys can interact with me.  And creating a special audio you can download for F*R*E*E.  Who doesn’t like F*R*E*E stuff??  So, stop by often to see what’s new.  So many changes coming.  WooHoo!

Don’t forget to read this week’s article, below!

I. T. R. T.

Did I come across as cryptic, with just letters in the subject line? Tee hee.

I mentioned above, lots of new happenings going on at Tracy Elizabeth & Co.  And with the new, oftentimes comes, well, your stuff.  YOUR STUFF!!  You know, the “i’m not good enough,” “who do I think I am,” “do I really know what I’m doing.”  Stuff.  Those old thoughts and stories that keep us doing the same old, same old.  The thoughts we think over and over again and again until we believe it.  Until we believe it is Truth.  IT IS NOT!

It can be debilitating.  Causing us to stop in our tracks and, back pedal our way to our old ways of thinking, our old habits.  They are comfortable.  Like old friends.  We don’t necessarily like ’em, but they are what we know.  And so, back to the same old, same old.  Not particularly happy but safer, less scary, than the unknown.

And so, the other day I found myself in the midst of MY STUFF.  With all the new things, changes, programs I am beginning to implement, it was inevitable these thoughts would come up.  And I dealt with them.  I knew it was “little me” which is what I call my ego. 

(By the way, I don’t vilify my ego.  It serves a purpose.  It’s just gotten a little too big for its britches.  I may do an article on this in the future. hmmmm..) 

And so, out came one of my weapons:  Tapping.  And I tapped as I spoke to little me.  I told it “I know you’re scared.  Things are changing.  We are changing.  And it’s going to happen even while you’re kicking and screaming.  But I love you.  I love you, little me.  You are me.”  And each time little me pitched a fit, I spoke lovingly to myself, lol.  (I sound nuts!)  But self-love is a big part of becoming whole.  And accepting all of ourselves, even the parts we’re not crazy about, is when the big changes take place.  When quantum leaps happen.

And it worked.  For a while.  But little me was insistent and not giving up without a fight.  And so, the other day, I found myself bawling my eyes out.  Sobbing as if my heart were breaking for about half an hour.

And I allowed it to happen without judgment.  I cried and cried until there were no more tears left.  And then I blew my nose, went to my desk, and began to write.

I listed all the thoughts, all the stories, I was telling myself.  I can’t do it, Who am I, This is too hard, etc.  And under each line I wrote:   

Is That Really True?  (or I.T.R.T.)

After I finished the list, well, you can never really be finished.  Your stuff will come up every time you’re close to a breakthrough.  But, after I completed the list, for now, I went back to Is That Really True and I thought about each thought, each story.  And then I wrote down if it was true or not and supporting reasons why it was or wasn’t true.  And what I discovered was 99% of it wasn’t true.  That 1% was sorta, maybe, partly true.  But most wasn’t even remotely true. 

I couldn’t dispute the supporting reasons.  They were FACTS.  Little me cannot argue with facts.  It either happened or it didn’t happen. 

I began to feel calmer.  More connected to truth and more confident.  More, aligned.  And I review this list and the facts, each day, taking it in, absorbing it and feeling the TRUTH of it in my bones.  In my being.

So, I say, the heck with crazy, nonsensical, limiting beliefs and stories that we believe make us feel safe.  Throw off that cloak of false security that keeps us from moving forward, shine a spotlight on those stories, write ’em down, and ask yourself, IS THAT REALLY TRUE?  And then get ready for your breakthrough.

In love, I am

tracy elizabeth 

(P.S., Part II of Are You Listening To That Inner Voice will arrive in your inbox next week.)