Just One

Seeds XIV, 20

Seed: Just One

When people come to me for counseling, a lot of them want to discover their life purpose. Most of us think we have to have a big purpose. Ambition can be a big motivator, no question. So when I read this quote from Mother Teresa, it made me smile.

If you can’t feed a hundred people, then just feed one.

We love to be ambitious about the scale of what we were sent here to do. If world hunger were my purpose, of course I’d rather feed a hundred people than feed one. On the other hand, if I were doing the cooking, I’d rather feed one.

The point is this: No matter how big or small your purpose, it may be that you and your purpose are the only face of God that one individual will see that day. For today, feeding just one is good enough, Beloved.

Then feed just one tomorrow.

Be brilliant,

Susan Corso

Dr. Susan Corso

 

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Gay Marriage at the Federal Level?

So I thought it was really thrilling when President Obama “came out,” as the pundits were saying, for gay marriage. Cool, cool, cool. Coming out’s good.

The cynics didn’t surprise me when they said Biden and the other secretaries had said what Obama couldn’t/wouldn’t say politically.

But the thing is: it doesn’t really mean anything.

He’s not proposing to do away with DOMA, although, in his defense, he’s not defending it either.

He’s not proposing to create legislation to make our marriages legal at the federal level, and it’s certainly won’t be retroactive if he does.

He’s not really proposing to do anything FOR gay marriage, other than to say that he is personally for it.

Which is nice, Mr. President. I’m glad you’re finally on board, out loud.

But how would you like me to handle my pending tax audit?

You see, because my marriage isn’t recognized federally, I am not “allowed” to take a mortgage deduction. Married people are “allowed” this, but because I’m married to a woman, I am not. The prejudices I faced in the auditing process were so bad that I’m taking it to tax court.

Yes, everyone should be able to marry whomever they please as long as it hurts no one else, and everyone should have all the rights and privileges that marriage bestows, and Mr. Obama is totally for this and has been all along, but what is he going to DO about it?

Actions speak louder than words, Mr. President.

How about you start with the U. S. Tax Court?

 

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Commiserate

Seeds XIV, 19

Seed: Commiserate

We all appreciate it when a friend will commiserate with us over some or other misfortune, don’t we? It feels like someone understands us.

The word comes from Latin roots meaning to bewail, lament, pity.

The thing is that commiseration is based on the notion that misery loves company. A singular episode of commiseration is one thing, but repeated commiseration can not only leave us in misery but keep us there for good. We all know folks who “dine out” on their misery; a lot of people did it with their 9/11 stories.

The next time you find yourself needing commiseration or commiserating with a friend, do it once. Then change your mind and your mood by deciding what you want, taking action and letting the misery go.

Be brilliant,

Susan Corso

Dr. Susan Corso

 

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Feng Shui A+

Other than the two small ivy plants we agreed to buy, we’ve done every single thing Boston Feng Shui wizard, Lynn Taylor, recommended. Everything.

The difference in our home is phenomenal. When clients come these days, they say things like, “This feels like a whole new house.” It is. And it isn’t. But it does feel that way.

My ergonomic computer desk lets me look out our front-of-house window. I am nourished by the richness of the old, old Bostonian trees. I even find the winter starkness of those same branches sans leaf fulfilling. Trees are my friends.

Unfortunately, facing the window means that, even though I’m writing in the prosperity corner of my tiny office, my back is to the door. Anyone who knows anything about feng shui knows that that’s not a good idea. In fact, it’s a dreadful idea.

Things had, however, changed careerwise—in excellent ways. Which pleased me. I’d taken my novels and my memoir back from an agent who had been less than productive for me, was making headway in terms of new choices for the books. Things were shifting which was the reason we had the feng shui done in the first place. So, what to do?

I called Lynn and asked her to come back for an hour. We wanted to show her what we’d done to be sure, and she was rapturous about our work (based on her work.) We definitely earned an A+. It’s been years since my sweetie and I have received grades for anything and it tickled us no end.

Anyway, my officina. Well, Lynn understood the problem instantly. She agreed in theory. So the three of us in my office along with all the furniture starting moving things, trying this, trying that. Lynn was in there with us, pushing chairs, sliding the desk, whatever it took. We worked for nearly thirty minutes solid until Lynn stopped us.

“This isn’t working,” she said quietly. We waited. “What this is, my friends, is an affirmation that what you had was correct.”

The moment she said it, we knew she was right. We put it all back. Then we began to discuss alternative feng shui solutions. We settled on a curvy mirror in the corner. Ebay, anyone?

That was a fun journey. Looking for an outrageous rococo gilt mirror, a little bit of Versailles in my warren of an office.

In passing, we also mentioned the idea of putting my chair in the corner and getting a new (read: smaller) desk. Well, that sent us on a thoroughly different adventure yesterday. We went to the Cambridge Antique Market—a four-story building chock full of goodies wherein I began to see desks that were appealing. We measured and took iPhone photos like mad only to realize that almost everything was too tall.

Eventually, I resorted to a simple parsons table design in black and have a query in to our gentleman handyman to ask if he’d be comfortable taking five inches off the legs of the $50 desk. We’ll see what he says but I have a feeling it’ll be a piece of cake, and well workth to have a desk I can sit at where my feet touch the floor—a genuine novelty! Actually, two desks to make an L-shape, and he can!

Sunday morning, I consolidated the five final mirror candidates into an email. I’ll open them later, after I’ve done the puzzle, and make my choice. Or so I’d thought until my sweetie said that if I got a new desk and put it where the classic rules of feng shui ask, then I probably wouldn’t even need the mirror.

So the point, Beloved, is this: Feng Shui consultations change things for the better. Sometimes, in big ways. Sometimes, small. But change for sure, and that’s what we’d wanted all along.

Again, Lynn Taylor, thank you so very much!

 

To work with Lynn go to BostonFengShui.com and get in touch. Her email is LynnTaylor@bostonfengshui.com I can’t recommend her highly enough.

 

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Voices, Visions, and Viscera

Seeds XIV, 18

 

Seed: Voices, Visions, & Viscera

So here are the mystical information channels, Beloved.

Do you see Visions?

Do you hear Voices?

Do you sense in your Viscera?

The ideal, of course, is to be able to access all of these approaches to your Interior Castle, switching easily among them, depending upon how the message will get to you most clearly.

For me, I mostly hear words, followed closely by body sensations. Rarest of all is for me to see a Vision, but it has happened in my life.

None of these channels is “better” than the other. They’re just different. FWIW, their proper names are clairvoyance (clear seeing), clairaudience (clear hearing), and clairsentience (clear sensing).

I highly recommend that you seek and find these three intuitional information channels. You’ll be glad you did.

Be brilliant,

Susan Corso

Dr. Susan Corso

 

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Leave Those Nuns Alone, Father!

I love Maureen Dowd. Here she is in Sunday’s New York Times.

 

OP-ED COLUMNIST

Bishops Play Church Queens as Pawns

By MAUREEN DOWD

Published: April 28, 2012

IT is an astonishing thing that historians will look back and puzzle over, that in the 21st century, American women were such hunted creatures.

Even as Republicans try to wrestle women into chastity belts, the Vatican is trying to muzzle American nuns.

Who thinks it’s cool to bully nuns? While continuing to heal and educate, the community of sisters is aging and dying out because few younger women are willing to make such sacrifices for a church determined to bring women to heel.

Yet the nuns must be yanked into line by the crepuscular, medieval men who run the Catholic Church.

“It’s not terribly unlike the days of yore when they singled out people in the rough days of the Inquisition,” said Kenneth Briggs, the author of “Double Crossed: Uncovering the Catholic Church’s Betrayal of American Nuns.”

How can the church hierarchy be more offended by the nuns’ impassioned advocacy for the poor than by priests’ sordid pedophilia?

How do you take spiritual direction from a church that seems to be losing its soul?

It has become a habit for the church to go after women. A Worcester, Mass., bishop successfully fought to get a commencement speech invitation taken away from Vicki Kennedy, widow of Teddy Kennedy, because of her positions on some social issues. And an Indiana woman named Emily Herx has filed a lawsuit saying she was fired from her job teaching in a Catholic school and denounced as a “grave, immoral sinner” by the parish pastor after she used fertility treatments to try to get pregnant with her husband.

Cardinal Timothy Dolan of New York recently told The Wall Street Journal that only “a tiny minority” of priests were tainted by the sex abuse scandal. But it’s a global shame spiral. The church leadership never recoiled in horror from pedophilia, yet it recoils in horror from outspoken nuns.

In Philadelphia, Msgr. William Lynn, 61, is the first church supervisor to go on trial for child endangerment. He is fighting charges that he may have covered up for 20 priests accused of sexual abuse and left in the ministry, often transferred to unwitting parishes.

Somehow the Philadelphia church leaders decided that the Rev. Thomas Smith was not sexually motivated when he made boys strip and be whipped playing Christ in a Passion play. Somehow they decided an altar boy who said he was raped by two priests and his fifth-grade teacher was not the one in need of protection.

Instead of looking deep into its own heart and soul, the church is going after the women who are the heart and soul of parishes, schools and hospitals.

The stunned sisters are debating how to respond after the Vatican’s scorching reprimand to the Leadership Conference of Women Religious, the main association of American Catholic nuns. The bishops were obviously peeved that some nuns had the temerity to speak out in support of President Obama’s health care plan, including his compromise on contraception for religious hospitals.

The Vatican accused the nuns of pushing “radical feminist themes,” and said they were not vocal enough in parroting church policy against the ordination of women as priests and against abortion, contraception and homosexual relationships.

In a blatant “Shut up and sit down, sisters” moment, the Vatican’s doctrinal office, the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, noted, “Occasional public statements by the L.C.W.R. that disagree with or challenge positions taken by the bishops, who are the church’s authentic teachers of faith and morals, are not compatible with its purpose.”

Pope Benedict, who became known as “God’s Rottweiler” when he was the cardinal conducting the office’s loyalty tests, assigned Archbishop J. Peter Sartain of Seattle to crack down on the climate of “corporate dissent” among the poor nuns.

When the nuns push for social justice, they’re put into stocks. Yet Archbishop Sartain has led a campaign in Washington to reverse the state’s newly enacted law allowing same-sex marriage, and he’s a church hero.

Sister Simone Campbell, executive director of Network, a Catholic lobbying group slapped in the Vatican report, said it scares the church hierarchy to have “educated women form thoughtful opinions and engage in dialogue.”

She told NPR that it was ironic that church leaders were mad at sisters over contraception when the nuns had committed to a celibate life with no families or babies. Given the damage done by the pedophilia scandals, she said, “the church’s obsession, at times, with the sexual relationships is a serious problem.”

Asked by The Journal if the church had a hard time convincing the flock to follow its strict teachings on sexuality, Cardinal Dolan laughed: “Do we ever!”

Church leaders behave like adolescent boys, blinded by sex. That’s the problem with inquisitors and censors: They become fascinated by what they deplore.

The pope needs what the rest of us got from nuns: a good rap across the knuckles.

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Really? Is that all?

Instead, I think every priest who is finding fault with these long-serving nuns should be made to live as a nun for a year, and see how they like it.

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Let me add Nicholas D. Kristof into the lovefest. Here’s his from Sunday.

OP-ED COLUMNIST

We Are All Nuns

By NICHOLAS D. KRISTOF
Published: April 28, 2012

CATHOLIC nuns are not the prissy traditionalists of caricature. No, nuns rock!

They were the first feminists, earning Ph.D.’s or working as surgeons long before it was fashionable for women to hold jobs. As managers of hospitals, schools and complex bureaucracies, they were the first female C.E.O.’s.

They are also among the bravest, toughest and most admirable people in the world. In my travels, I’ve seen heroic nuns defy warlords, pimps and bandits. Even as bishops have disgraced the church by covering up the rape of children, nuns have redeemed it with their humble work on behalf of the neediest.

So, Pope Benedict, all I can say is: You are crazy to mess with nuns.

The Vatican issued a stinging reprimand of American nuns this month and ordered a bishop to oversee a makeover of the organization that represents 80 percent of them. In effect, the Vatican accused the nuns of worrying too much about the poor and not enough about abortion and gay marriage.

What Bible did that come from? Jesus in the Gospels repeatedly talks about poverty and social justice, yet never explicitly mentions either abortion or homosexuality. If you look at who has more closely emulated Jesus’s life, Pope Benedict or your average nun, it’s the nun hands down.

Since the papal crackdown on nuns, they have received an outpouring of support. “Nuns were approached by Catholics at Sunday liturgies across the country with a simple question: ‘What can we do to help?’ ” The National Catholic Reporter recounted. It cited one parish where a declaration of support for nuns from the pulpit drew loud applause, and another that was filled with shouts like, “You go, girl!”

At least four petition drives are under way to support the nuns. One on Change.org has gathered 15,000 signatures. The headline for this column comes from an essay by Mary E. Hunt, a Catholic theologian who is developing a proposal for Catholics to redirect some contributions from local parishes to nuns.

“How dare they go after 57,000 dedicated women whose median age is well over 70 and who work tirelessly for a more just world?” Hunt wrote. “How dare the very men who preside over a church in utter disgrace due to sexual misconduct and cover-ups by bishops try to distract from their own problems by creating new ones for women religious?”

Sister Joan Chittister, a prominent Benedictine nun, said she had worried at first that nuns spend so much time with the poor that they would have no allies. She added that the flood of support had left her breathless.

“It’s stunningly wonderful,” she said. “You see generations of laypeople who know where the sisters are — in the streets, in the soup kitchens, anywhere where there’s pain. They’re with the dying, with the sick, and people know it.”

Sister Joan spoke to me from a ghetto in Erie, Pa., where her order of 120 nuns runs a soup kitchen, a huge food pantry, an afterschool program, and one of the largest education programs for the unemployed in the state.

I have a soft spot for nuns because I’ve seen firsthand that they sacrifice ego, safety and comfort to serve some of the neediest people on earth. Remember the “Kony 2012” video that was an Internet hit earlier this year, about an African warlord named Joseph Kony? One of the few heroes in the long Kony debacle was a Comboni nun, Sister Rachele Fassera.

In 1996, Kony’s army attacked a Ugandan girls’ school and kidnapped 139 students. Sister Rachele hiked through the jungle in pursuit of the kidnappers — some of the most menacing men imaginable, notorious for raping and torturing their victims to death. Eventually, she caught up with the 200 gunmen and demanded that they release the girls. Somehow, she browbeat the warlord in charge into releasing the great majority of the girls.

I’m betting on the nuns to win this one as well. After all, the sisters may be saintly, but they’re also crafty. Elias Chacour, a prominent Palestinian archbishop in the Melkite Greek Catholic Church, recounts in a memoir that he once asked a convent if it could supply two nuns for a community literacy project. The mother superior said she would have to check with her bishop.

“The bishop was very clear in his refusal to allow two nuns,” the mother superior told him later. “I cannot disobey him in that.” She added: “I will send you three nuns!”

Nuns have triumphed over an errant hierarchy before. In the 19th century, the Catholic Church excommunicated an Australian nun named Mary MacKillop after her order exposed a pedophile priest. Sister Mary was eventually invited back to the church and became renowned for her work with the poor. In 2010, Pope Benedict canonized her as Australia’s first saint.

“Let us be guided” by Sister Mary’s teachings, the pope declared then.

Amen to that.

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Remember that lovely Peter, Paul & Mary song, “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?”

Here’s the lyric that strikes me: “When will they ever learn.?”

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Viscera

Seeds XIV, 17

Seed: Viscera

Everyone seeks guidance whether we know it or not. Most of us learn, eventually, that the best guidance comes from within.

The reason for this is that it’s rare to get genuine guidance from within that steers us wrong. Truth lives in our very cells if we’ll take the time to seek its wisdom.

Of course, I liked all three V words for Seeds, but viscera is a very common way of getting guidance. Most of us would call it instinct. Haven’t you ever walked into a room and felt your gut clench because there’s been anger or upset there very recently? We all have. This is viscera, or inner sensation, guiding you.

Most of the time people who get their guidance this way just have a feeling. When they pause to examine it, it’s often a feeling in their bodies. Bodies are very wise.

Be brilliant,

Susan Corso

Dr. Susan Corso

 

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The Meaning of Menopause

This is a remarkable article from Ode Now by Hanny Roskamp; she evinces a phenom,enal understanding of menopause.

 

The meaning of menopause

April 19, 2012, 5:10 pm

Sometimes a positive experience hits you from left field. The socially and culturally defined pressure to stay young, fertile and vibrant as long as we can is enormous, but what does it do to us?

 

Hanny Roskamp | March/April 2012 Issue

 

I’m 48 now. A year and half ago, I could still say I was “approaching menopause.” But a year ago, the first hot flashes presented themselves, in series of 20 or 30 a day. Menopause had come, no doubt about it. Red-faced and covered in sweat, I wrote my book De houdbare vrouw (The Everlasting Woman). Since then, I’ve put a year and a half and countless hot flashes behind me.

To be honest, I’m rather cold-natured, so I don’t have much of a problem being very warm for a few minutes. I finally understand why the cardigan is such an important piece of clothing for women over a certain age. I actually like hot flashes.

As a result of my journalistic and scientific background, I’ve approached menopause primarily from a place of curiosity. My thermostat appears to be somewhat confused. A little research tells me that during a hot flash, blood pressure drops dramatically for a short time. That’s a consequence of blood vessel dilation, which is also what causes facial flushing.

A recent study at the Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center in Seattle tallied the number of hot flashes experienced by more than 1,400 women with and without breast cancer. The study also explored the women’s risk of developing breast cancer. It turned out that the women with breast cancer experienced far fewer hot flashes and other menopausal symptoms. Women aged 50 have an average 2 percent risk of developing breast cancer; during menopause, that number is cut in half. Since reading that, I’ve become even fonder of my hot flashes. I see them as part of my body’s natural defense system. Considering the sweat they engender, you could even call them cleansing.

Sometimes a positive experience hits you from left field: not just hot flashes, but menopause itself, and growing older as a whole. The socially and culturally defined pressure to stay young, fertile and vibrant as long as we can is enormous, but what does it do to us? Don’t we miss out on many things by focusing so much attention on our youthful years, which—let’s be honest—ended some time back? Psychological developments, new insights, spiritual growth—all these are part of growing older. But where do these aspects go while we’re so busy delaying and preventing the physical aspect of aging?

Why is this new phase of our lives characterized by Botox and dates with our plastic surgeons? Why are more and more women embracing hormones that are supposed to keep us young? Of course the media play a role by constantly confirming that we only count if we look young. But most of all, we do it to ourselves, because we’re vain, and we think the package is all that matters. All the while, we’re missing out on an enlightening journey, one that’s vital for anyone who wants to grow as a human being. Let’s talk about this side of the story: getting older as an experience that can be personally valuable to each and every one of us.

The symptoms of menopause are caused by falling levels of estrogen and progesterone in the body. It begins in tiny steps around age 30. Once the ovaries definitively go on strike, somewhere between 45 and 55, things suddenly careen downhill. Hot flashes are one clear symptom, but heart palpitations are also part of the package, as are night sweats, weight gain, difficulty sleeping, loss of libido and vaginal atrophy. Mentally, we undergo significant changes, and these may be accompanied by fear, anger and feelings of depression.

Those mental changes in particular always made me fear menopause. I didn’t fear the physical aging; I come from a family of strong women who look good well into old age. I also try to keep myself healthy through vitamins, walking, strength training and nutrition.

No, I was afraid of my vulnerable moods. When I was on the Pill, I was depressed, and puberty was no walk in the park, either. I suffer from seasonal affective disorder, and after a night’s poor sleep I’m almost ready to throw in the towel. When you’re emotionally fragile, the idea of hormonal transition is absolutely terrifying.

Amazingly enough, my experience has been the opposite. No depression, no fears; rather, a serene equanimity and stability I’ve never known before. Maybe I’m just lucky. Maybe it’s still coming. But I honestly don’t think so.

This story has everything to do with my life crisis before menopause began. I was in a destructive relationship, drank a lot and had a partner who drank even more. Amid all the misery we were causing each other, I began to respond differently to alcohol. At first I thought our problems would be over if he were the one to stop drinking. Then I realized I should stop instead. I couldn’t change him; I could only change myself.
Suddenly the light went on: mentally, but also physically. A resistance arose, as if wine no longer tasted at all pleasant. Later, I read that many women end an addiction during their menopausal years. It isn’t illogical. Addiction is linked to dopamine, which is closely tied to the rest of our hormonal makeup.

When I stopped drinking, it was like cutting an umbilical cord. I stepped onto an emotional roller coaster—when you’ve deadened your emotions with alcohol for years and suddenly start experiencing them again, they hit hard. I could feel extremely happy but also extremely angry. The trees were greener than they had been in years. Music suddenly sounded the way it had when I was 17. Gone were the dark clouds that had me blind. I regretted what I had done to myself all those years. How I had convinced myself I was doing fine.

Now I finally, truly, had to mature emotionally. While you’re drinking heavily, you’re postponing that step, no matter how grown up you try to seem. I developed the courage to face my fears. I had always cleverly wiggled out of any invitation to speak in public; even the thought was enough to turn my stomach. Now I do it with pleasure.
But my body was far from finished with menopause. Suddenly I developed a rash and itching, which turned out to be an allergy to several foods, from pork to spinach. Once I removed them from my diet, it freed up an enormous amount of energy and ability to concentrate. I kept peeling back layers of the onion, becoming more aware of my body and of who I really was. I started taking better care of myself; eating well and exercising regularly were no longer just noble goals, but absolute necessities born of a new love for myself.

Now that I no longer had wine to relax me, meditation proved to be the only way to calm my overactive mind. I learned to pay better attention to my mental and physical limits. That provided stability, greater self-confidence and a more intense relationship with a higher power. Beyond all that, I developed an abiding belief in eternal life—not through healthy eating, supergenes or megavitamins, but through the immortality of the soul.

In the meantime, menopause has well and truly begun. All kinds of things are changing once again, mentally and physically. In addition to hot flashes and night sweats, I tire more easily. That in turn means I’m quicker to decide to stay home in the evening. I had barely watched TV in years. I was too restive for that, always on the move. This tranquility is new for me. It feels safe. I can go out if I want to, but I don’t have to. Being alone no longer feels like an emptiness from which I must run.

That brings us to our great friend libido. From pretty much one day to the next, he was gone. Vanished in the night. It should have been incredibly frustrating—but the funny thing is, it’s been marvelous.

I feel like I’ve finally been liberated; free at last, no longer a slave to the hormones that kept my brain in an obsessive love-and-babies mode. I spent years of my life either in bed with men, talking with girlfriends about those nights in bed or heartsick over the lack of a man in my bed. I’ve always been an independent woman, but for the first time I’m independent in terms of both my behavior and my emotions.

Of course, I’ve noticed that my body has lost some of its former beauty. Sometimes that does bother me, but when I was young, I was so incredibly insecure about my appearance that I hadn’t been able to enjoy my “beautiful years” at all. How sad is it to look at old photos of your very pretty self and remember that at the time, all you could think about was how ugly you were? On the other hand, I now enjoy my slightly less lovely appearance 200 percent. You could call it Mother Nature’s sense of justice.

An anti-aging conference I attended for my book blew me away. It had nothing to do with beauty. If your smile can’t crinkle your eyes or turn the corners of your mouth, what’s left of your pretty face? Doesn’t real beauty mean you radiate from within? Being happy has nothing to do with lifting your face and paralyzing your skin into smoothness. It has everything to do with feeling great about yourself and the miracle that is life. Self-acceptance. Which is precisely one of the spiritual lessons you can learn during menopause. Whether you want to or not, you’ll have to become aware of aspects of life outside those emphasized during your fertile years. By postponing or even skipping this step, you rob yourself of a vital spiritual process of growth. By embracing menopause, you open the door to the most beautiful awakening of your life.

That gives you a feeling of invincibility. Sometimes I’m tired, but in exchange I’ve got tons of energy to do the things I really want to do. I’ve never been so productive. The focus I remember from my childhood is back: concentrating intensely on something that makes your heart sing, then suddenly discovering it’s been hours. De houdbare vrouw would never have been written if I hadn’t entered menopause. For years, my ability to concentrate was cut in half because my sex hormones had taken control. That made it easy for me to say no to hormone replacement therapy—bioidentical or otherwise. I want to experience everything menopause has to offer me. I believe that every phase of life is supposed to be exactly the way it is. Menopause is an immense spiritual gift, if you’re willing to unwrap it.

The use of hormones can mean that you unwrap this spiritual gift later or not at all. I think we need those emotional changes as preparation for the last important stage of life, just as a teenager needs his rebelliousness to grow into an adult. If a doctor suggested we give teen-agers hormones to make them less difficult, she’d be blacklisted. Yet it’s okay to suggest women take them. I think we should give this deeper consideration. What effect does it have on a woman to change her hormonal and emotional state artificially from the one in which her body resides?

I can’t help but think she must get frustrated, because she keeps focusing on men, while their attention is primarily on younger women whose bodies can still bear children. The infamous loss of libido serves a protective function we shouldn’t underestimate. But, mostly, she runs the risk of missing all the beautiful things that lie in store for her during menopause.

My reluctance to use hormones certainly doesn’t mean I would dare judge women whose menopause is much more difficult than mine and who choose to use hormone replacement therapy. Nor would I dare advise them against it, as long as they are thoroughly screened and informed by their doctors. However, I think it’s important that women realize that the use of hormones, bioidentical or synthetic, will affect their emotional palette. We now know that taking the Pill affects not only a woman’s libido but her choice of partner. These are matters of great importance, and they can have far-reaching consequences. We’re talking about a woman’s fundamental sense of identity. We’re talking about the rest of her life.

It may be extraordinarily tempting to “skip over” the emotional aspects of menopause, but what does that mean for the growth of your soul, for who you are? Does it get you where you want to go? Or are the notorious “witchy years” a valuable period you need to prepare for what comes afterward? You might also miss out on the enormous “revival” women experience once menopause is over.

I don’t have a partner or children. That means I can choose to make time for myself and take it easy if I feel that’s what I need. I can imagine that hormone replacement therapy is a tremendous boon for women who are being pressured from all sides to keep functioning normally. It is certainly not my intent to judge or alarm these women.

But a menopause hotel, where they could go for some R&R now and then, where they could share their experiences and their emotional growth, where someone takes good care of them, seems to me as if it would be a much healthier alternative. The desire to stay healthy is a wonderful one. The desire to stay eternally young might just be very unhealthy—if not for the body, then for the soul.

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Voices

Seeds XIV, 16

Seed: Voices

Everyone seeks guidance whether we know it or not. Eventually, we all learn that the best guidance comes from within.

The reason for this is that it’s rare to get genuine guidance from within that steers us wrong. Truth lives in our very cells if we’ll take the time to seek its wisdom.

One of the ways guidance comes to us is via our inner ears. Another way to say this is … we hear voices. Now I know that hearing voices has some dubious connotations in this world, but if I’m any indication, it’s not such a bad manifestation for guidance.

The voices I hear come from a specific place in my brain. Most often from the right side, and the back of my skull. The voices are never, ever harsh unless I’m in emergency-type danger. They’re always gentle, loving, and persistent. I don’t tend to hear paragraphs. Instead, I get a word or two to nudge me in the best direction.

Be brilliant,

Susan Corso

Dr. Susan Corso

 

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Indispensibility

This is from The Huffington Post. The marketing wizard at Visions drew my attention to it. Great advice for work.

 

Mark Samuel

Thought leader; CEO, IMPAQ

Being Indispensable: Bringing Your Soul Back to Work

Posted: 04/11/2012 7:00 am

How often do you, or someone you know, show up to work and feel like you don’t fit in or belong? In fact, with all of the gossip, blame-game tactics, micromanaging leaders and other dysfunctions in your workplace, you feel like wearing armor to protect yourself or hide your sensitive, tender self, your Soul. And, when you leave, you can’t wait to go home and take a shower or have a good stiff drink.

Here is the real problem. You feel like you can’t be fully successful at work, but you are still working hard, putting forward effort and feeling empty with no solution or way to change the environment that you conclude is the problem. But the real problem isn’t the negativity at work. It’s the inner work that you must do to stay connected to your Soul regardless of external circumstances.

What does it mean to be connected to your Soul, especially since you are never really disconnected from your Soul? There are five ways to stay connected to your Soul regardless of what is happening in your world at work or in life:

1. Remember who you are — the unique gifts, capabilities, talents, core values and disposition you were born with that makes you the individual you are. No one can take that away from you. If you are willing to give up your attachment to how you will apply those gifts, you can find ways to apply your unique self in most situations — paid or unpaid. When the economy went soft a few years ago, my business struggled significantly and sometimes I ended up taking on clients that didn’t see the full value for my services, resulting in reduced fees. But, I decided the only way to keep my sense of confidence was to freely apply my unique skills in as little or much as the situation allowed with no regrets, disappointments or expectation of appreciation from others.

2. Be of service to others — which is linked to remembering who you are, allowing yourself to offer your unique talents and gifts with no expectation from others. Even in the worst of situations at work, maybe it is reaching out to help a teammate, supporting someone in another department or becoming a volunteer for supporting others that are worse off than you. A friend of mine who hated her job completely changed her attitude when she decided to be of service at work to others who didn’t know how to deal with the negativity of the workplace. She didn’t go into commiserating or blaming, but lifted people with her positive attitude, and helped people discover their unique gifts.

3. Be grateful — no matter how bad your situation is, there are people in worse situations than yours. Be grateful you are not them. Be grateful you have your unique talents and gifts that you can share with others. Be grateful you have a job, even if it isn’t your ideal job. Be grateful that you are alive and learning, even though the learning process isn’t always comfortable and can even be a painful experience at times.

4. Be loving to yourself and others — Regardless of how negative the workplace may be, stay kind and nurturing to yourself. Take care of your body by eating well and moving your body. Take care of your emotions by staying clear of negative conversations and gossiping. Take care of your mind by focusing on those activities and projects that will serve your customers and the organization’s success. Take care of your Soul by remembering to take time-outs for expressing gratitude to yourself, getting in touch with your breath and sharing appreciation for someone at work that you find supportive or helpful. And, when you have a “bad” day, remember that tomorrow is another day and that you can always make new choices that can change your circumstances.

5. Laugh a little more — Tired of taking life too seriously? Stop it! That’s right, have a little more fun, show up a little “lighter” on the inside of you, and remember that whatever you will laugh at five years from now, you can laugh at today. Many times, the worse things are at work, when viewed from another perspective, can be the funniest thing ever. In fact, that is how the creator of “Dilbert” became so successful. He wrote about the craziness of the workplace.

Ultimately, staying connected to your Soul through these five steps also contributes to your indispensability at work. You demonstrate your value to others, even when your value may be limited within the organization. You are showing up stronger, more positive, more focused on that which you can do something about and, therefore, can be of greater service to others. And yes, you will be happier knowing you are honoring your Soul, which — interestingly enough — will contribute to your being more successful and fulfilled at work.

Your Soul is concerned with your inner quality of life and you have a choice about that. Today, while reading this blog, you have the choice to reach out to others, spread your joy, laugh a little and help out a friend or a stranger. Then notice how you feel inside and what it feels like to be connected to your Soul, as well as other. Have fun and share this with others!

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If you would like to learn more about making yourself indispensable, I invite you to visithttp://www.MarkSamuel.com to download two free chapters of my new book.

Mark Samuel is a Thought Leader and CEO of IMPAQ, an international consulting firm that guides organizations in achieving measurable breakthrough results within six months through a unique system that links Execution, Culture and Deliverables. Mark is the best selling author of the acclaimedCreating the Accountable Organization and just released his newest book, Making Yourself Indispensable: the Power of Personal Accountability.

Mark is considered a “practical visionary” by top executives in many Fortune 500 companies. CNBC, Bloomberg and Fortune Magazine have recognized him as a top authority on how companies can end blame in the ranks and create a place where people want to work because they can produce results. Mark’s unique systems breakdown functional silos and creates cross-functional accountability to successfully implement global changes that increase profitability, build trust and increase efficiency.

You can learn more about Mark’s work by visiting www.MarkSamuel.com. You can contact him by e-mail at MarkS (at) impaqcorp.com.

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