“I just wanted to thank you again for the wonderful workshop. [Daughter] and I both loved it. I especially loved the part when we tested arm strength following a demoralizing and affirming life situations. Its amazing how your mindset can so strongly affect your inner strength. I also loved how you subtly told the girls that moms are people too, with feelings. (Maybe I should remember that more often with my own mother!!). ~ A Satisfied Workshop Mama 🙂
My Silent Sabbatical was… how shall we say? Speechless. Yea, that’d be it. Here I spent much time savoring every moment just to share every juicy detail with you, but…. what can I say? It’s just too much information. What I can tell you was that it was AMAZING. POWERFUL. And even… LIBERATING.
For someone who thought she would have no time to indulge in 24 hours of silence, made sure she took care of all the necessities prior to this adventure.
Oh you probably think by necessities, I mean like making sure my family was set, meals planned, laundry done? Um… not exactly. I mean the necessities to better captivate my first Silent Sabbatical experience. Selfish you say? You betchya. That is what a sabbatical is all about isn’t it?
I was sure to plan a 90 minute massage the night before… pedied my toes, filed my nails and got a much needed haircut. Please! There’s nothing like staring at a harboring of winters hibernated and neglected toes via Downward Facing Dog without some kind of distraction!
Oh and it was worth it. Yes… I actually spent a full 24 hours in silence. Hubby thought I needed more. Hmmm… wonder why?
Booked my B&B. Shut out any and all distractions… no people, no conversation, no TV, no reading, no music, no phone… no nothin’. Just me and yoga, meditation, prayer and much, much journaling.
Thank you O keyboard for allowing me to form words under my fingertips so quickly and easily… my cramped writing hand is very grateful and you were very missed.
My experience was melodic as I dove into the repeated cycle of yoga, meditation and journaling being sure to never look back, never re-read and definitely not to edit my long string of thoughts.
Know what the highlight of my experience was? Breakfast. Sure there were many highlights and defining moments, but breakfast was way up there! The Innkeeper, kind enough to make arrangements with me for breakfast, quietly knocked on the door and left my breakfast door-side. See, I assumed she was going out of her way for me and breakfast would simply be a plate of some food, a poured cup of coffee and by time she reached the top of the third floor it would be cold and I was okay with that. But something else appeared before my very eyes… presentation! Warmth. Compassion. Beauty. Right before my very eyes was the most beautiful and thoughtful breakfast anyone has ever brought me. Everything delectably presented in it’s own special bowl or plate. Little cut-out shaped butter, cloth napkins, a flower in a vase, a little handwritten note to me…and the colors! From eggs, to fruit to muffins…each its own display of rich colors, A N D…. a HUGE vat of piping hot coffee just for me! I had to fight every urge not to pull out my cellphone and take a picture. Instead I stared at its beauty and downloaded it into my brain for future reference.
Yes, the food was good and she did a huge favor for me in bringing it, but what was the most touching, is that it made me feel worthy of it. It encompassed and sealed the sabbatical with the very intention of its purpose. It made me feel like a special little girl sitting in her bedroom up high on the top floor of her mansion house, being nurtured, taken care of and put back together because I was worth it. It wasn’t about what anyone said. It was an energy transaction of something I created on deeper level.
This sabbatical confirmed what I teach, what I know and what I believe. We truly do have all the answers deep inside us. The very mind-chatter everyone is trying to break free from… was the very anecdote to cure my decision paralysis. When done correctly and used in the right environment, a Silent Sabbatical really is the best medicine to O.D. on for 24 hours.
As follower of First Lady Maria Shriver, First Lady Michelle Obama and the only First Lady qualified as a First name Legend and be known for it… Oprah; I can’t help but emphasize the empowering affects these strong Women have on today’s Women in society, but hey, I can only speak for myself.
Without putting a down low on the instrumental men in this world, it seems obvious to me as a woman just how influential our beautiful set of double X chromosomes play as huge parts in the strength, determination and ability to solve solutions for the greater part of our future. Which brings up a recent conversation I had with a friend one day as we complained about our husbands fathering skills or lack there of and with the support of a WordPress by my side, allows me the honor in stating the below:
Men fix problems.
Women solve solutions.
Guys, it’s okay. You “tend” to fix things. This is great for the here, the now. You’ll be the first to dive into your problem fixing shed of equipment to find the right tool to tinker with. To help a lady in distress or do whatever it takes to make your daughter feel good at the moment. It was a man after all who invented the Band-Aid, right? Ouch!, did I just say that? Yes, Band-Aid. The quick fix.
Lady’s. We on the other hand solve solutions. We don’t see a problem and think, “Hmmmm… how can I fix this now.” We think “Hey, this is a problem and no matter what it takes, I’m gonna find the solution so it doesn’t happen again, and if I can’t find the solution, I will create one on my own!” This my lady friends is called EMPOWERMENT and INNOVATION. Taking charge of the problem, looking it square in the eye, as we teeter out of the “norm” and create a solution; shooing problem away and wiping our hands clean of it, never to be seen again. Leaders The Women’s Conference address, are not only about Women who make a difference, but Women who give themselves permission to be different. Re-inventing themselves and contributing what they’ve learned with the world.
If I must share an intimate vision that occasionally pops into my already mindless chattered brain, is to someday share the stage with these Women. What? You don’t think I can? Perhaps they will find my solution to a Healthy Body Image interesting. Maybe a Mother/Daughter Yoga Empowerment Workshop? Okay, maybe I will be in the audience, proudly standing tall as if to feel their presence and in my mind think I am actually sharing the stage.