Inspired Possibility
  • Home
  • About
    • Testimonials
    • Privacy Policy
  • Work with Me
    • Coming Home to Yourself Coaching
    • Serenity Now Retreats
  • Events
    • Come Home to Yourself Retreat
  • The Book!
    • Book Testimonials
  • Blog
    • Subscribe
  • Resources
  • Contact

Finding Hope - In the Worst of Times

2/7/2025

0 Comments

 
Picture
Writing about hope in horrific times?  Really?  Yes!  It feels necessary.  Maybe more important than ever.  So, here we go. 
​
We are living in a time where chaos, confusion, and relentless actions are designed to exhaust us, divide us, and silence us.  We can easily lash out in anger or hide away in isolation.   Empathy, accountability, and respect seem to be lacking, particularly from those in power. 
We need hope to help us see beyond the muck of the truly despicable. 
  
The state of affairs in the US right now reminds me of the chaos that once consumed my family, crisis after crisis, brought on by chaotic substance use.  The too familiar dread in the pit of my stomach – afraid to look at my phone to see what the latest disaster is. 

One key distinction is that my son didn’t intend to scare us, cause chaos or harm.   His actions weren’t calculated, malicious, or planned out.  They were simply part of his mental health challenges which set off a chain of reactivity. 
I've talked with many people who've struggled with substance use, and know they never meant to hurt the people they love. 

It’s easy to be frozen in inaction, stunned into silence in times of great disruption, but we don’t have to collapse.  We can find a way to go on and to act in meaningful ways. Wringing our hands helplessly only adds to anxiety and withdrawal.    

We need hope to continue on – to love, to be generous or compassionate, to make a difference. 

Hope is Possible
Here’s what I know: hope is possible even in the most devastating times.  How do I know?  Because on the night my son, Nate, died, I reached over to my husband, grabbed his hand and said, “We will get through this.” 

Partly, I did this because I needed to hear myself say it, to believe it, because anything else was too impossible to imagine.  I said it even though it was also impossible to know how we would get through or what “getting through” meant.  Partly I did this because at least some part of me knew that it was true. 

In our 29 years with Nate, we endured so much – school struggles, family struggles, 14 years of the pain of watching him struggle with substance use and bulimia and all that that brought with it.  We’d faced so many times when I didn’t know how I or we would go on… but we did.  Now, not quite 2 years since his death, I still don’t always know how we will go on, but somehow, one moment, one breath at a time, we do. 

I imagine if you look at your own life, you’ve had moments or maybe stretches of years that feel relentless, agonizing, hopeless.  Times you’ve felt powerless and unable to see your way out of the struggle.  Maybe you’re in a time like that right now.  Either way, here you are reading these words, and that alone is a sign of hope. 

What Hope Is and What It Isn’t

At a conference late last November, “Bridging the Hope and the How,” our keynote speaker, Dr. Ashley Cross, Executive Director of Hope585 in Rochester, NY, said that hope isn’t a feeling.  That we can have hope even when we feel grief, sadness, fear.  I’m still sorting out how that’s possible. No words for it, but I have experienced it to be true. 

I’ve learned hope isn’t a flimsy wish: “I hope things get better.”  That’s just wishful thinking that doesn’t get you or anyone anywhere.  No change comes from weak wishing.  A wish like that allows you to step back and not take any responsibility for what could be. 

There’s another kind of hope that is fierce – it rises from deep inside and says, “No!  This is not how this story will end!”  That force can carry us, be a guiding light that calls us forward, even if we can’t see where we’re going.  This force nudges us forward, fueled by a belief in a better future and a knowing that we can be part of creating the future we long for. 

In his book, 8 Ways to Hope: Charting a Path through Uncertain Times, William Miller writes, “Hope is all about anticipation of what is not yet.  It is a liminal space, a threshold to what may yet be.”  What is not yet… what may yet be… those words alone bring pause.  An interesting reflection.  A reminder that we simply Do. Not. Know. All we can know is what’s already happened and what is happening right here, right now in our direct experience.  We do not know what is coming in the future.  Even when things are happening that make it look bleak.  We still cannot foresee the future.  We don’t have to fall into the trap of foregone conclusions.

Hope and Fear

Miller goes on to say, “…both hope and fear project images of what could come to pass, and both can be powerfully motivating. They are alternative lenses through which we view an uncertain future… Hope tends to expand our horizons, while fear contracts them.” 

Have you noticed that?  Fear brings us into tunnel vision where we only see the path of doom.  It constricts our bodies.  Breathing becomes shallow, jaw clenches, gut grips.  Our thoughts run on a repetitive loop with all that we fear.  “I know how this is going to go!”  We find ourselves unwilling or unable to imagine any outcome other than what we dread. 

“Fear can shut down the creative capacity to find better ways and even the will to find them.  Hope is about finding both the will and a way forward,” writes Miller.  When we feel trapped.  When we feel certain of doom.  When we feel powerless to do anything that will make a difference, we can lose hope.  Of course we can.  It’s so natural.  Especially if the scene feels familiar – you’ve been here before, so  “here we go again” thoughts come rushing in.  Of course. 

But, can you consider that this time could be different?  You’re not the person you were the last time you faced this situation, even if it was only yesterday or a few hours ago.  Which means that everything else about this scenario is also different than it was.  The door to hope cracks open a tiny bit.  Where there is possibility, there is hope.  Where there is uncertainty, there is hope.  Nothing has been determined yet.  Where there is life, there is hope.  Where there is love, there is more hope. 

When people come together for the greater good, hope rises and ripples out.  Hope and fear are both contagious – they spread between people like a creeping vine that quickly takes over.  So, you get to decide if you’re spreading fear or hope.  What seeds you want to plant? Can you be a force of hope, even in times of great darkness when all seems lost?

“Courage is not the absence of fear, but moving ahead in spite of it,” says Miller.  The fear will be here.  As will grief, sadness, confusion, anxiety, but they don’t have to be the only forces at play and we don’t have to give them the final word.  One thing is for certain – running around and adding to the frenzy and panic helps no one.  We must do what we can to find a ground that allows us to come into the world in a healthy way. 

Creating a Legacy of Hope
Hope creates hope.  We can give hope to others when they’re not feeling it.  Our words and actions can create a ripple of hope.  In Hope Rising: How the Science of HOPE can Change Your Life by Casey Gwinn & Chan Hellman, the authors share many ways to cultivate, strengthen, and grow hope.  Hope needs attention and effort to sustain it – it doesn’t remain untended.  In their final chapter, “Leaving a Legacy of Hope,” they share “Lessons Learned from Two Old Guys!” 

Some that feel poignant in this moment are:
  • Teach your children (and friends) to be hope-centered
  • When the time is right, make it OK to talk about the bad stuff in life
  • Empathy always opens doors
  • Listen more than you talk 
  • Run from negative people – find cheerleaders and encouragers
  • Surround yourself with positive role models
  • Focus on strengths, not weaknesses or deficits
  • Use your power and influence to bless children
When you use your powers for good, and act in ways that bless the children and the future children of the world, you are leaving a ripple that builds people up and generates more hope, kindness and caring. 

A friend once called me a “Possibilitator,” a term that lit me up.  I define it as “one who shines the light of hope and possibility, especially in times of darkness.”  In a world where so much is out of my control and beyond my influence, this is something I can offer.  Will you possibilitate with me?  We can also take the actions we’re called to to help create a better future.  None of this is about sugarcoating a shitshow or burying your head in the sand.  It’s about finding sustainable ways to show up for people and things that matter. 

It's All Too Much! Finding the Elusive Balance

Being bombarded by crisis after crisis feels relentless and overwhelming.  I don’t know that there is a magic formula for being informed and staying engaged so that we can take action as needed, while also taking good care of ourselves.  I do know that we must tend our hearts and health - mental, physical, spiritual, and emotional.  When we are well cared for, we can step up when and where we’re called.

Meditation has helped me be with my own mind, developing awareness of what’s going on inside, sitting with thoughts and feelings as they arise.  This allows me to act and speak in a more clear and intentional way.  We don’t need to completely avoid the realities of the world (and we couldn’t even if we tried to),  but with intention we can choose where we direct our attention.  We can help where we can, step away to rest and regroup as needed. Breaks are essential.   

We can carry hope alongside fear as we remember we don’t know what might yet be.

Balance in action and rest is elusive and not evenly matched much of the time.  There are times when we will be all-in on something stressful, that requires immediate action, and does not give us a chance to sit back and be more intentional and mindful.  However, when there are moments to regroup, refresh, and renew our mind and spirit, we must take them.  Those moments are critical. 

When you find people in the news taking over your life to the extent you’re missing moments of sweetness or delight with your partner, friends, or children, something has to give.  At our family picnic last summer, we began swirling into fear and dismay about the future.  My niece, Amy, brilliantly brought us back to each other and the precious gift of family time with a quick declarative, “That man is not welcome in our kitchen.  He is not invited into our gathering!”  Thank you, Amy.  I find I have to remind myself of this often.  To bring myself to what I want to allow into this moment, this space, my personal domain.

We get to choose who and what we give our time, energy, and attention to.  Certain people want nothing more than to consume all of it.  I implore you to take it back so that you can enjoy a quiet lunch with a friend, a walk in the woods with a beloved, sitting by the fire petting your cat, laughing at a stupid comedy, or getting lost in a song while you dance in your car. 

Please take time to notice the beauty and the goodness in life that is here, even as horrific events consume the airwaves.  It doesn’t erase or replace them, but it does broaden your perspective to all that is available.  Beauty, wonder, delight, joy, kindness, lightness – they’re still here even when seem overshadowed by the ugly.

Do what you can for the causes that matter to you, remembering you cannot do everything, nor do you have to.  Serve in a way that works for your body, nervous system, mind, and energy capacity – let others serve in their ways.  Some of us will march and make calls, some will donate money, others will provide meals, others will offer hugs and smiles and kindness where they can.  Others will sit quietly with a distraught family member or friend.  There are many issues to be addressed, personally and collectively. 

In her work of Revolutionary Love, Valarie Kaur reminds us of the midwife’s wisdom - we cannot push all the time.  We must also breathe.  In the resting and breathing, the next push can arise, and also in the pushing, we allow the breath to arise.  Without the breath, you will deplete yourself and have nothing left to give.   
 
If you’re facing a death or dealing with an illness or chronic struggle – your own or a loved one’s - you’re going to need your energy.  What we’re facing collectively in our country and world is something that is going to require sustained energy.  It serves no one for you to be on hyper-alert all the time.  In our journey with Nate, we learned that sleep was vital, and so we chose to turn off our phones at bedtime.  If something bad happened, we needed to be clear-headed and energized so we could respond in a more helpful way, rather than being sleep-deprived and overwhelmed by stress.  When can you allow yourself to disconnect for a period of restorative time?

What Helps You to Hope? 

I’m not always sure what helps me have hope.  I do hear my son whisper from wherever he is, “I’m right here, Momma,” and I can feel that.  I know that we still have each other and that he works with me and through me, and for that I am grateful.  I find hope in the people in my life – my husband and friends who bring love, laughter, tears, and joy.  I find hope in the nudges which prod me to create, offering what is mine to offer. 

I find great hope in remembering that many people before me have persevered in similar or worse conditions than I face.  In our country and around the world, many have endured centuries of treatment that could have led to despair and yet somehow, they have carried on.  Leaders like Martin Luther King Jr., Gandhi, and Mother Teresa have shown what’s possible in the face of violence and hate. 

Moms like Lori Drescher, Founder of Recovery Coach University, Pam Lanhart, Founder of Thrive Family Recovery Resources, Heather Ross, Family Recovery Coach, and Alexis Pleus Founder of TruthPharm, who have lost beloved children, inspire and uplift me and many others,  as they work diligently to support people touched by substance use.

Hope Doesn’t Need to be Grand. 

You might spend a little quiet time with Hope and ask, “Hope, what would you have me know?”  Take a few minutes and let Hope’s wisdom flow to you, writing it out in a note to yourself if you like.  In our last Finding Hope Within retreat, one participant received a beautiful insight that “hope can be small pinpricks of light.”  And also, that “hope is in the sidewalk cracks, not the sidewalk.” 

What does Hope want you to know? 
What helps you have hope? 
Who inspires you through their example? 
Are there negative people you need to give less time to? 
How can you sustain and support yourself in stressful times? 
What do you notice that’s good or beautiful in your world today? 
How do you want to show up in a troubled family, community, country, world? 

Finding the Will - You are not Powerless! 

Whether you’re facing a family challenge with substance use or you’re concerned about the state of affairs in the US and the world, your presence, your voice, and your actions make a difference.  When we feel powerless, like nothing we do matters, it’s easy to lose hope.  That’s when we’re at risk of isolating and finding ourselves paralyzed by fear or anger. 

What you do matters!  Your energy and presence matter, so please take the time to nurture and nourish your body, mind, heart, and spirit.  Now is a great time to double down on practices that build internal strength, peace, grounding, flexibility, and clarity.  That can look like getting out into nature, feeling the strength of the Earth holding you.  Practices like yoga, dance, or working out allows your emotions the movement they need.  Take time for contemplation, reflection, and mental rest through meditation, prayer, or journaling.  Find community where you can, because we need each other, so take time to connect with someone you hold dear, go to a support group, attend a spiritual community gathering, or join a resistance group. 

Be sure to take time for silence.  There is too much to take in right now and it can easily overwhelm.  Take media breaks.  Turn off your phone and put it out of sight.  Take a walk without listening to a podcast or talking to anyone.  Create some spaciousness so that you can think and act more clearly. 
Take some time to think about what practices best support you and make some time for them, even if only 5 minutes.  5-minute practices sprinkled throughout the day add up, and they will support you in this time that doesn’t offer any quick, easy fix.   
 
Finding the Way - Some Ways to Get Started:
​
Step 1 - Pause... take a breath (or many breaths) - it's hard to imagine anything that could be made worse when we begin this way.  Take this moment to find center and grounding before posting, speaking, or acting.  Then proceed...  

If you care about someone struggling with substance use, please check out the Invitation to Change approach which will invite you to reflect on what it means to help, reimagine the role that loved ones can play in the change process, and provide you with evidence-supported strategies for helping.

If you’d like a simple way to get involved in speaking out about the current state of affairs in the US, 5 Calls offers a direct link to your congressional representative and Senators along with guidance on top concerns you may wish to convey.  Heather Cox Richardson is a clear and steady source of information.  Pace yourself in what you’re taking in and what you’re doing.  Do what you can and then step back to be refueled. 

Donate to organizations doing important work that matters to you – time, money, or needed items.  Whatever feels realistic and doable to you in this moment.  What might fill your heart as you give?

Create the things you are called to create.  It can be easy to shut down in the weight of overwhelm, but your creative offerings, whether that’s art, music, writing, videos, playlists, retreats… they are needed and they matter. 

Make time for music - Here’s an eclectic playlist for finding hope to support you in this wild and crazy time.  And here’s my Power Me Up Playlist for when I need a boost!  Music can lift your spirits or bring the release of tears, encourage you to keep going, or give you something to dance and sing to.  It helps us get out of our heads and into our souls.  Music matters.  Make your own playlist to carry you through the dark times. 

Find Your People – In times when we feel scared, alone, or isolated, community is even more important.  I know it’s harder to access because it takes energy and vulnerability to connect, but the effort will pay off.  Phone a friend!  Can we please bring back spontaneous phone calls and voice mails?  Even if we don’t connect, at least we can hear each other’s voices!  Find a group that supports your hobbies, passions, causes, personal development, recovery, or spiritual needs (to name a few), in person or online.  Remembering that you’re not alone can really help. 

The communities that are supporting my well-being right now that might be of interest to you:
The Open Heart Project Sangha - daily live meditation and discussion, weekly meeting, plus more! 
Bodhi Tree Yoga - a variety of online classes with wonderful teachers and a sense of community
   
Give yourself a little oasis – Speaking of community, I invite you to join me on Monday, February 17, for a mini retreat, Finding Hope Within from 12 – 1:30 PM ET.  Let’s come together, bringing whatever is present and cultivating a little bit of hope – that elusive what might yet be. 

Find and create joy, delight, wonder.  This is not a frivolous thing.  Your energy matters - how you behave and speak matters.  Small acts of kindness and moments of joy matter.  Keep doing what you enjoy with joy.  Joy is a form of resistance says Heather Cox Richardson (take a minute to watch this clip - it's very empowering!).  It allows you to take back your power and refuse to give in to the forces that are bringing you down.   Keep loving on people and believing in a better future, even if we don’t quite know what that will look like.

Find ways to offer compassion – to yourself and others. Our world desperately needs this energy.  Showing up and acting from a place of love, kindness, and compassion makes a difference and builds hope.  Your hope might take root, grow, and spread.  It’s certainly worth a try!

Hold your loved ones close.  Reach out and grab the hand of someone you love and say, “We will get through this.”  Even if you don’t know how, you’re planting the seed of hope and possibility.  Even if you might not get the outcome you would like, are you willing to give it a go? 

What's working for you?  Please, please share!!  We learn and grow together! 

Picture
My altar of hope
0 Comments

Revival!

8/31/2022

0 Comments

 
Picture
Revival - an improvement in the condition or strength of something. (as defined by Oxford Languages).

When I first thought about “revival,” I thought it meant “brought back to life.” I suppose that would certainly be considered an “improvement in the condition or strength of something,” wouldn’t it?  So, I am going to stick with that felt sense of the word. 

I’ve had a month of revival, and I must say I’m emerging with a fresh energy, a renewed and deepened connection with myself, and a fresh enthusiasm to engage with life and this next chapter in a beautiful way. I’m looking at my work with fresh eyes and a willingness to shake things up.

In July I got a very strong internal hit to step away, pull back from obligations and work that wasn’t filling me any longer. That hit also came with a strong desire to add in more fun, more play, more rest, more joy.  And so, I did.

I cleared my calendar of appointments that could wait til later.  I bought tickets to live music, which I have learned in recent years is a thing that fills my soul and is something my husband and I enjoy doing together.  I jumped into the Great Rhythm Revival (that “thing” I mentioned in my last newsletter) very spontaneously and a little uncertainly.  I booked a trip to Omega Institute to meet a friend I’d only known by Zoom and phone for 2 ½ years – we’d co-facilitated 2 online retreats in that time but we had never actually been in the same room together, never shared a hug or a deep sit-down face-to-face conversation!  I bought tickets to the Avett Brothers in Chautauqua and then added to a day pass so that we could listen to Scott Avett’s non-lecture about spirituality, faith, and creativity which led us to add an extra night to our stay and invite a couple of friends to join us.  I found a gorgeous simple peaceful cottage on the lake to hold us for those nights. 

I’ve been on the road A LOT!  Probably away from home more than not this past month. But, because it was fueled by joy, I feel filled up rather than depleted.  Revived, if you will! 

So, this Great Rhythm Revival… what the heck is that?  I wasn’t sure other than knowing I was jumping into some peace, love, and granola kind of happening with drumming, dancing, and fire.  I went with Sandi Sabene, my partner for this year’s retreat and a friend who I haven’t had much chance to play with and a dear friend of hers.  I could have (and would have in the past) felt like a third wheel, an outsider, especially since these two are beloved members of this community that has formed over many years.  But, I didn’t.  Why?  Because I went in with a solid sense of myself and a strong ability and desire to take care of my needs during our time together.  I let go of FOMO and gave myself permission to listen to my body, heart, and spirit – to nap on our porch rather than join a workshop, to dance rather than write, to go to bed rather than go to the fire.  To say “yes” to me rather than to other people’s expectations or desires. 

I also gave myself full permission to let loose and find the carefree, joyful me who was so hungry to come out and play!  To close my eyes and drum even though I don’t really know how.  To join the transformative dance workshops and let my body move as it wanted to move (which was way more than it has in the past year or more due to a lengthy bout of frozen shoulder).  To say “yes” to the body paint (a little the first night and all in the second) before the dance party!  To dance in the front row and not care that I’m so tall.  To sweat.  To jump into the pond and float with women I was just meeting for the first time.  To talk to strangers – to dare to believe that I might belong.  To meet new people and to buy my ticket for next year because I know this is good medicine for my soul! 

During that weekend I found or reconnected with parts of myself that had been sleeping for too long.  My nervous system settled, awakened, healed in ways it hasn’t in a very long time.  I was nourished and fueled on all levels.  The conditions and strength of my something was very much improved! 

I returned home with a solid connection to my true self. I felt grounded and strong.  I had crystal clarity, which allowed me to stand on my ground and face some BS that came my way almost immediately.  Finding ourselves and letting ourselves free is vital to our life force energy.  It’s critical to be solid in our own core in order to not be buffeted around by life and other people. 

I feel like I’m in the gooey phase of transformation/transmutation now… like the caterpillar in the cocoon, in the dark, but not in a bad way.  There’s been a strong desire and need to go within, to find quiet and stillness in order to hear the whispers of my soul, the calls for what’s next. 

I don’t know what’s next, and that’s ok.  In this space I don’t have to know.  I only have to be open.  To listen deeply to my heart and soul – to follow the inner nudges that do know.  To sit with the not knowing and allow things to unfold. To catch and follow the fresh inspiration when it comes. 

This phase is calling me to let go of things I’ve done for a long time, and trust that I will be able to create anew when the time is right.  I’m not trying to box anything in to what it used to be or what I’ve always done. I’m not trying to force or figure anything out.  Aaahhh… it feels like a breath of fresh air that I can expand into rather than a stagnant stale container cramping me in. 

On my solo drive to Omega, I listened to great podcasts (Cheryl Strayed on We Can Do Hard Things – 2 episodes – really lit my fire!).  I listened closely and paid attention to what their conversation awakened within me.  I longed to devote more time to my writing and for writing time with Cheryl.  I’m taking steps to honor this deep knowing.  Shortly after returning home, I saw that shel is offering a writing workshop in Omega!  I am returning before too long!!  Opening to one of my core gifts, to one of my principal practices and mediums, to inspiration, to a place and space that nurtures and nourishes me in a deep, deep way!  I’m excited! 

Listening to Scott Avett talk about not wanting to be boxed in or blocked out by labels, I felt a deep resonance in my core. Scott spoke of the need to be real, even in front of other people.  To let content arise from lived experience.  As I witnessed the band shake off any perception that they were simply a “folk band” with a strong rock and roll show, I smiled, imagining their intention.  “You think we’re folk?  Watch this!”  It was an amazing performance, coming from the authenticity of the band members.  Perhaps the best show I’ve ever seen from them. Why?  Because they were letting themselves out to shine and play!  They were being moved from the inside out! 

I have many reflections living within me from this month of revival. I have so much gratitude for those who flicked me awake and to myself for being there for it!  For showing up, ready and willing to be awakened, ready and willing to take a risk, ready and willing to break free, just a little bit more, letting go of some of the cares about what others think of me or expect from me in order to more fully honor myself. 

Sounds selfish, doesn’t it?  And yet, I have no doubt that all of this revival will allow me to serve the world in a better and stronger way than I have before.  I don’t know exactly what that means, but I’m ready and excited to witness and be part of the unfolding. 

Your turn…
What’s feeling old and stale to you?  Where can you shake things up a bit, in a really good way?  Where might you bring in more joy and playfulness to your days?  Where can you add in fun?  What can you cancel or reschedule that maybe doesn’t have to happen right now? What truly matters most to you right now – at this moment in your life? What parts of you have been sleeping or gone missing for too long?  What parts have not yet been discovered?  Where would you like to begin your revival? 

If you'd like a short meditation practice to support you, I've recorded Revival just for you! 


If the Great Rhythm Revival sounds good to you, check it out and join me next year!  As I was promised, you won’t be disappointed and you’ll likely love it! 

Want to give yourself a little revival much sooner than next August?  Join me and Sandi Sabene (she was the friend I went to Revival with and has facilitated drum circles and creative expression experiences for decades) at Let Your Light Shine Women’s Retreat Sept. 23-27.  She and I are lit up and so excited to be co-creating this magical 5-day experience together!  

Five spots remain.  This retreat may not happen again (at least not in its current form), so if this version is calling you, now is the time to jump in!  Don’t put it off til “next year!”  

I just don't know for sure what's coming.  I know there will be more retreats. I know there will be fresh and inspired offerings... so, stay tuned as more is revealed over the coming days and months!  This is where I am -  truly am in a space of wonder, curiosity, and possibility, discovering for myself what will be next! I'm excited!  And, you'll be the first to know! 

​And, as you can see from the rest of this post, I feel like it's always a good idea to seize the opportunities as they come rather than wait!  

0 Comments

Q is for Questions

4/20/2022

10 Comments

 
Picture
Since we started with #AtoZChallenge with a post about Answers, and my theme is Question (Almost) Everything, it seems only fitting that we take a little time with questions! In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I love questions.  I live in questions.  I know what it feels like to be annoying for asking too many questions! 

Anyone else a “you ask too many questions” person?? 

Through these daily posts it’s been my genuine desire to ask provocative questions.  To get you thinking, journaling, considering how these topics show up in your life.  Questioning is the way we expand beyond what we already know.  Questioning the status quo, the “way it’s always been done,” or what everyone else is doing is how we contribute to change in our own lives and in the world. 

Asking questions can open doors and reveal fresh possibility.  Questions are the foundation of experimentation, inviting us to try something and see how it goes.  Questions make it ok to not know.
 
As I touched on in Answers, it strikes me that there are different types of questions we ask.  In addition to basic logistical questions, there are questions of agony, questions of hope, excitement or wonder, questions of curiosity and genuine interest, and questions of right or wrong.  And then of course there are the big, possibly unanswerable, existential questions!  And, my favorite, the beautiful question. 

At different times each one of us has likely asked every kind of question. 

Questions of Agony: These are the cruel or “woe is me” questions that pile on misery and can keep us stuck.  They’re natural but not very helpful. The come with a tone of powerlessness– tone matters, because some of these questions, if asked in a neutral way could be genuine interest, information gathering, reflective ones. 

These are the judgmental ones, the ones of self-or other criticism, the ones of despair and misery.  These questions sound like: Why is this happening?  Why me/us?  How did we get here?  How could you?  What’s wrong with me (or you)?  When will this ever end??  Who’s to blame? 

Questions of hope, excitement, or wonder: You can feel the energy in these questions as they touch a place of wonder, awe, or imagination.  There’s a lightness and a sense of delight as you feel these questions.  Maybe some “nerve-cited” sensation too!

When will we find out?  Is this really happening!?  Are we really in this place/at this event/fulfilling this dream?? Will this work?  How is it possible that there is so much beauty in the world?  How did I get so lucky to feel a love like this?  If I had a magic wand, how would your life be different?  If I went for it, what might be possible? Can I really do this?

Questions of curiosity and genuine interest: These questions seek to understand, to connect, to go deeper.

What’s going on for you?  Tell me more about your situation; I really want to know (this is the tricky statement question!).  What makes you feel most alive?  What does it mean to you to be successful?  What DO I really want? 

Questions of right or wrong: These questions try to figure out the “right” course of action. When asked internally, and if we allow ourselves enough space and time to hear true guidance, these can be super helpful.  If asked of others, they can take us away from our own intuition or knowing. 

What should I do?  Just tell me!  Is this the right choice?  I don’t know… is that wrong?  What does the book say we’re supposed to do in this case?  What do the experts tell us to do? 

Existential Questions: The super big, maybe unanswerable questions we ask about life itself and our life and purpose. 

Why am I here?  What am I supposed to do with my life?  What’s the meaning of life?  Does anything matter?  If nothing matters, does everything matter?  Is there a God, and if there is, how could they let ____ happen? 

And, then, there is the Beautiful Question:
I learned about Beautiful Questions in a workshop on curiosity at Camp Good Life Project back in 2018.  Steven Morris described it as a question that can’t be answered by the mind alone and that it may be something you have to sit with for some time. 

So, the beautiful question is one you may not know the answer to easily (or ever), and for me, these are the questions that have caused me to open my mind, and more importantly, my heart to a broader perspective. 

As a mom of a young man with substance use disorder, many of my questions over the years had been anything but beautiful!  There were many questions of agony, of right and wrong, seeking outside advice and answers, which no one could really give us.  There were not too many questions of curiosity or wonder and certainly no beautiful wide-open wonderings.  I was too constricted by fear.

The question that changed our life:
Steven’s workshop broke open a question that would change my and our experience of life, and it was this: What if we stop trying to save his life and just love him, as he is, for as long as he’s here?” 

Every single word of this question felt important for me to really take in.  This question came from some place beyond my mind.  I know that because it makes no sense to a Mom mind.  And yet, it acknowledges and embodies the reality of our situation.  We can’t save his life, and we’re making all of us crazy trying to do so.  We do love him deeply, so what if we fully gave ourselves permission to love with all of our hearts.  And, he might die too young.  Knowing that, how do we want to live and be with our son while he’s here?  

Somehow my heart and soul can hold the hugeness of this question. Somehow this question frees us to be with our son in a more peaceful, accepting way.  It allows, at least occasionally, the desperation to fall away.  It enables us to give him the freedom to live his life and find his way.  It stops us from so much telling and yelling. 

And, so I ask you, dear reader: What’s the value in asking good questions? Powerful questions?  What questions actually engage you or your conversation partner in some deeper thought and interaction?  What beautiful question might your life be asking you to sit with?  Is there one that would open you up? 

I can’t wait to hear what this topic stirs for you! 
 

Picture
10 Comments

L - Love Questions

4/14/2022

6 Comments

 
Picture
What I am LOVING about this #AtoZChallenge is that it’s raising questions about topics I didn’t anticipate questioning… things like hope, kindness, and how we look at and feel about bodies.  I love that one friend and reader told me the posts are “like a cup of espresso.  They’re waking me up!”  She’s been willing to read critically and dive into her own thoughts about certain words and topics.  I couldn’t ask for any more than that! 

So, with that, let’s dive into some questions I have played with around the idea of love for several years now.  These questions change my experience of life and my way of being in it. 

Is Love available, even here?
First, from Sufi teacher and business coach, Mark Silver, “Is Love available, even here?”  This is a profound question to ask ourselves when we are facing desperate and painful times in our own lives or when we look at catastrophes in the world.  Is Love available, even here?  Can you find it, feel it, access it?  Might Love be at play even when times seem the bleakest? What’s the opportunity?
I recently talked with a friend who is grieving the dying of a beloved pet.  It hurts so deeply to let go of those we love so dearly.  And yet, we know that death is part of life.  The more we love, the more it will hurt.  So how might we use our alive time to honor walking alongside someone at the end of their life?

I suggested that there was a gift in knowing that the end is near (and also gave her permission to tell me to F off because I know it doesn’t feel like a gift in this moment)… that she has time to spend with this animal, to let it know all it’s meant to her, to do some ceremony around saying goodbye, even when she doesn’t want to say goodbye.  How can we weave love into our living days with those we love, whether the end is near or not? 

              '"Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."
​                      ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson


Loving someone who struggles with substance use disorder can lead to a chaotic existence…  there can be a lot of anger, blame, shame, and broken trust.  Things can get ugly and painful in a deeply wounding way.  Is Love available even here?  Even as relationships are torn apart, words spoken that can’t be taken back, and fear rules the day.  Can we remember the essence of this person, the bond that brought us together, and if it’s our child, the bond that runs deep and may be non-negotiable?  Can we find enough ground within ourselves and get enough support to bring Love to the situation?  Can we trust in a Divine Love surrounding us, even in the hardest moments? 

What does Love look like?
Through my journey with my son’s substance use disorder, I’ve struggled to find the Love many times, getting caught up in the human messiness more often than I’d like to admit.  I’ve also had to redefine what Love looks like, what love means, and what a loving mother is or does. 

We have ideas growing up (or at least I did) about these things.  In my case I believed a loving mother was kind, gentle, caring, nurturing, and never got angry… at anyone, but especially not at her children (anger was a “Wait til your father gets home” situation).  This was not a healthy foundation for me to step into the reality of parenting, and I am grateful for the counselor who early on challenged my belief that I would never get angry with my child and gave me permission for this very natural human response. 

Active addiction stirs up lots of anger along with exhaustion which is a recipe for disaster.  It can be hard to find or feel the love.  And, in the moments I get good support, care for myself, and have some practices to find my center, I can love my son in a different way.  I’ve learned that loving my young adult son is different from loving my baby or little boy, and that I can no longer mend all of his wounds or keep him safe.  I’ve learned that love shines through in clear boundaries communicated in a straightforward way, and that love also allows us not to be rigid.  When love enters in there is room to determine what feels right and doable in this moment.  Love doesn’t always say “yes,” but it doesn’t always have to say “no” either. 

When I am the loving mother I desire to be, I walk alongside my sons.  I see them for the beautiful people they are.  I listen to them and allow them to guide their own journeys.  I honor their uniqueness and that each of us have our own journey.  I take care of myself and know that my life is most certainly affected by theirs, but it is not determined by theirs.  I remember that there is love for them and also love for me, and that when I love and honor myself, I am better able to love and honor them.  I no longer believe that a good mother sacrifices herself for her kids.  I also love myself enough to allow for and expect imperfections along the way.

What would Love do?
Perhaps my favorite question of all, which I believe I first heard from Elizabeth Gilbert (but I can’t confirm because I often don’t remember for sure), is “What would Love (with a capital L) do?” 
Oh, man! Such a great question!  And, here’s why… because what Love would do is so often different than what my little pissed off, resentful, hurting human self would do.  Now Love still wouldn’t sacrifice me or encourage me to save someone else, because Love knows that’s not my job.  Love wouldn’t ask me to do more than is reasonable or to suffer abuse. 

However, Love would reach deep and find compassion.  Compassion would allow me to consider another person’s point of view.  Love helps me to see the humanity and soul of another being, no matter what I see on the surface.  Love helps me to show up to the world from a softer place. 
When Love is our intention, our guiding light, when Love is how we want to live in the world, how does that change our words, actions, and way of being with one another? 

So, I leave you to consider: Is Love available, even here?  What does Love look like?  And, What would Love do? 

What questions do you have about Love?  Please share in the comments!  I'd LOVE to hear your thoughts! 


A little musical inspiration for you - Love Wins

Picture
6 Comments

H is for Hope

4/9/2022

4 Comments

 
Picture

​“Hope is a weak word,” I’ve heard.  And, I get it, I guess.  If all you do is hope that something will happen or hope things will change or get better, but you don’t do anything other than sit around hoping, then sure… it’s not enough.  At the same time, I have also always cringed a little bit at this idea. Something about it felt off. 

I’ve found that sometimes hope is all we have.  When things feel so lost and we can’t see the way out, we must hold on to hope.  Hope is like faith or love in that it can’t be seen, but it can be felt deep, deep down inside us.  It can call us forward.  It can help us show up for another day.  

“Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.” – Helen Keller

I’ve found that hope is not weak at all, but perhaps one of the strongest forces that exists.  It is a light in the darkness, a beacon in confusion, a balm in times of despair.  Hope lives in the rising of the sun, the blooming of the daffodil, and the budding of the trees.  

“In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen, we can hear the whisper of the heart giving strength to weakness, courage to fear, hope to despair.” – Howard Thurman

Although at times hope feels risky, so we opt for “cautious optimism” instead, as if somehow daring to hope will jinx the outcome we hope for or cast a curse upon the situation.  The stakes are so high we dare not hope.  And yet, please do… what have you got to lose?  Not hoping isn’t going to make the pain any less if things don’t work out.  And it might just lighten your spirit along the way.  

Because I think we could all use a little more hope, I offer you this beautiful poem:

Listen
Fear says
‘what if this
is the end of the world?’
Love asks
with a tender and open smile
‘Oh my precious child,
what if this is the beginning.’
Don’t lose hope
Don’t let fear harden you
Lean in to the unimaginable.
Dare to laugh
amidst disaster
even with shattered dreams
and a broken heart
that cries for all those suffering.
Dare to love
even now
even here.
Remember who you are,
without all the layers
of conditioning.
Come home
Again
And
Again.
Bathe in the beauty
All around.
Remember, dear child
The sky and earth
Still
Sing.
It is up to us
To
listen.
 - Sarah Siegel

Share with us please your thoughts on hope. What’s been possible because you dared to hold onto hope?  How has hope supported you?  Is hope a scary or easy feeling for you to lean into?  
​
#AtoZ Challenge – Question (Almost) Everything 

Picture
4 Comments
    Subscribe

    About me...

    I am a writer, coach, and teacher, and I love capturing life's many moments through writing, whether that be journalling, blogging, poetry, or essay.  I have always found the written word as a natural way for me to express what lies within.  

    This is the space where we get real.  I will write about my life experiences and things that I find my clients encounter in their daily lives.   

    What's real for you? What would you like me to write about?  Feel free to share with me topics you would like to see discussed and please join in the dialogue through the comment section. Your engagement makes the blog a much richer place to hang out!

    Thank you for joining me on this journey!!    

    Archives

    March 2025
    February 2025
    January 2025
    November 2024
    October 2024
    September 2024
    August 2024
    June 2024
    March 2024
    February 2024
    January 2024
    October 2023
    August 2023
    May 2023
    April 2023
    March 2023
    February 2023
    January 2023
    December 2022
    November 2022
    September 2022
    August 2022
    July 2022
    June 2022
    May 2022
    April 2022
    March 2022
    February 2022
    January 2022
    December 2021
    November 2021
    October 2021
    September 2021
    August 2021
    July 2021
    June 2021
    May 2021
    April 2021
    March 2021
    January 2021
    December 2020
    November 2020
    October 2020
    August 2020
    June 2020
    May 2020
    April 2020
    February 2020
    January 2020
    September 2019
    July 2019
    June 2019
    March 2019
    January 2019
    December 2018
    October 2018
    August 2018
    July 2018
    June 2018
    May 2018
    April 2018
    February 2018
    January 2018
    November 2017
    July 2017
    June 2017
    March 2017
    February 2017
    December 2016
    November 2016
    October 2016
    May 2016
    February 2016
    December 2015
    November 2015
    September 2015
    July 2015
    June 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    February 2015
    January 2015
    December 2014
    September 2014
    August 2014

    Categories

    All
    Addiction
    Anger
    #AtoZ Challenge
    Balance
    Biopsy
    Cancer
    Career
    Challenge
    Change
    Choice
    Comfort Zone
    Commitment
    Compassion
    Connection
    Coronoavirus
    COVID 19
    COVID-19
    Discernment
    Discomfort
    Disconnect
    Dreams
    Election
    Empathy
    Empowerment
    Extraordinary
    Family Recovery
    Fear
    Freedom
    Grace
    Gratitude
    Grief
    Harm Reduction
    Health
    Holidays
    Hope
    Inner Work
    Inquiry
    Inspiration
    Intention
    Intuition
    Joy
    Kindness
    Letting Go
    Life
    Light
    Logic
    Loving Kindness
    Meditation
    Mental Health
    Mindfulness
    Mom
    National Recovery Month
    New Year
    Overdose Awareness
    Overwhelm
    Pause
    Peace
    Perfectionism
    Personal Growth
    Perspective
    Possibility
    Presence
    Procrastination
    Purpose
    Quarantine
    Recovery
    Relationships
    Responsibility
    Rest
    Retreat
    Sadness
    Self Awareness
    Self Care
    Self-care
    Self Compassion
    Self-compassion
    Self Renewal
    Self-renewal
    Slowing Down
    Solstice
    Sport
    Stillness
    Strength
    Substance Use Disorder
    Support
    Thanksgiving
    Time
    Transition
    Wellbeing
    Women's Retreat

    RSS Feed

Barb Klein
Inspired Possibility
585-705-8740
[email protected]