Desai teaches his clients that there is a vibrational dimension to every person and that humans emit energy because of it. Desai has dedicated his life to helping people get unstuck by shifting their energy.
He says the results are dramatic: People who are unemployed get jobs; hurt relationships heal; people who are sick become healthy. Desai said because he grew up in a spiritual family, he was able to connect with that dimension early in his life.
They would start crying. He said he always felt that he was called to dedicate his life to helping people, but he struggled for years against the instinct. Desai said he wants people to understand they do not need to be ashamed or guilty about who they are or what they feel.
He now has an international community that he reaches through many ways such as webcasting, live events and private sessions. And there is little doubt Desai has become rather successful through his work. He markets a range of services on his website that run the gamut in price.
In-person events are more expensive. He and his family live in a stylish, two-story house near Fifth Avenue in Old Naples. You need to ignore and even trample the conventions that block you from being who you were meant to be. Stasis and change are opposites. Only by breaking the cycle of immobility, complacency and despair will you have the opportunity to live a courageous life full of joy and meaning.
Only by living in a way that is honest, courageous and true to who you really are will you have the chance to live an authentic life. Both good and bad, and through it all I have continued to learn, grow and move more fully into the woman I am continually becoming. At the age of 50, I found the courage to begin living life on my terms.
For the first time in my life, I boldly stood on my own two feet and purposefully turned my back on the normal, the approved and the expected. I discovered a completely unique life that fully reflects my love, my individuality, my passions and my greater purpose.
And I awake each day full of energy and purpose, knowing that no matter what the day brings, I have the cojones to handle it all with grace and gratitude.
I am humbled and honored to have the opportunity to travel with you while you rediscover your dreams and the life that is most authentically yours. Join my tribe, my messy gang, my group of the beautifully imperfect. Stepping away from suffering takes real courage.
Inconceivable joy. Devastating sadness. Raging anger. Unmitigated self-judgement. Burning guilt. The entire spectrum of emotions. There is no hierarchy. No one is better than the other. Each are powerful. Each of them teach essential lessons if we are willing to listen. We get into trouble when we impede this flow and ignore the lessons. Because we are afraid of the change these lessons will bring, we reign in our emotions.
We stuff them down and ignore them. We become energetically constipated and slow the vibrational possibility that is always calling us into more. We turn away from the light and reject our best selves. In the U. The longest, most challenging journey I have ever taken was the one getting home to my true self. It took decades to arrive and I willingly chose to make many side trips through roles, responsibilities, expectations, careers, and marriages where I had to work day and night to become something other than who I truly was.
But when I finally found my way back to the real me, the honest me, the most authentic me, there was no greater joy. Comfortable in my 60s. Curly, messy hair. The butt and boobs of a real woman. Wrinkles around my eyes and mouth from smiling at my husband and laughing at my children. Yesterday, I returned home from a seven-day trip to Ireland.
It was an absolutely wonderful get-away to a mystically beautiful country with some of the warmest and friendliest people I've met. I had the time of my life, but I am so very glad to be back home in my own house, surrounded by my children and the peace of a loving home.
Travel always takes its toll. That's why travel and travail share the same root word! For me, the differences in time zones always disrupts my already fragile sleep patterns. The first few days into any overseas trip are rough.
Then, just when I start to get some balance back, it's time to head home and repeat the process all over again. It always reminds me of how important sleep is to our overall physical, mental, and spiritual health. Do you remember what it was like to be able to eat anything you wanted to? I remember waking up and eating a bagel and cream cheese for breakfast without a second thought.
Pizza for dinner with the children was not an uncommon occurrence. When it came to food, I was bulletproof. I was living the nutritional equivalent of a life without consequences. Then, sometime after I turned 50 the bottom, or my bottom to be more precise, quite literally fell out. I woke up one morning and found my breasts on my chest and my butt on my thighs.
Things that I used to wear with no problem were now tighter around my derriere and thighs. The sleeves were pulling around my upper arms. Time was marching on.
I was getting older and gaining weight. It was as though my formerly compliant body had developed a mind of its own. My activity level was the same. My diet, including those bagels, pizza, and chocolate, remained consistent.
I had learned how to manage healthy eating with splurge days. But something else was definitely going on. Consider a simple map. When you take a map and spread it out across a table, or the car hood, you get a proper view just like a navigator of old unfurling a chart. There before you are every route, every destination, and every potential obstacle that may throw you off course. Run your finger across it and you touch mountains, hills, rivers, and forests.
In an instant, your hand can span miles. In a glance, you can understand the entire kingdom. A map is a form of magic, three dimensions distilled into two. To use it is to know the names and directions of all the places on your journey. In that knowledge is power. For a good map is a permanent guide, a perpetual set of bearings and a perennial charm against being confused, unsure and lost. Ten years ago, when I began dating a man 21 years my junior, I was terrified in anticipation of how our relationship between the sheets would unfold.
I began to second guess my aging body. My breasts are original equipment and with age had lost their firmness and fullness. My poor eyesight meant I was blind to the long black hairs growing alongside my nipples. Great sex has nothing to do with your age. It has everything to do with your degree of self-love and the relationship and connection with your partner.
Water is magical. It sustains life. It exists simultaneously in three seperate states. It has been a part of human ritual and religion since the dawn of time. It covers the majority of the world and it comprises the majority of each of us. In a very real sense, water is where the physical and the spiritual meet.
It is indeed aqua vitae - the water of life. I can easily connect to my inner guidance, my compassion is endless, my energy is boundless, and my joy and positive attitude are infectious. So you make the decision to begin a spiritual practice - meditation, prayer, journaling, or even simple reflection. The setting for the first day of your new practice can vary. You may be in a low-lit room or you could be outside in the sunshine.
You sit and you wait for this momentous beginning to occur, for enlightenment, insight, and truth to wash over you. Stop it! You take a deep breath and begin again, trying to clear your monkey mind.
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