Monthly Archives: April 2013

The Path Of Resistance

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I have always believed that things should flow organically in life. There is a natural rhythm to life and our path through it.

That doesn’t mean it’s easy, it does mean it should be fluid.

It is important to remember that organic things do some difficult work. Organic doesn’t mean easy. It implies that the process is natural.

I believe that when you find yourself hitting resistance, there are two potential reasons:

  • You’re going the wrong way
  • You’re going the right way

Understanding the difference can be subtle and frustrating. It can be especially frustrating resistance comes from your own team, the people that are closest to you.

Traveling the path of most resistance is frequently not the right answer. Sometimes you are simply headed in the wrong direction.

Other times you’re headed the right way, but on the wrong path.

Shortly after I had moved to California, I drove  up to San Francisco for a conference. I was not used to driving on busy city streets. Driving around in San Francisco can be challenging for those unfamiliar with one way streets. As I tried to find my way to the convention center I took a right turn, because I knew I needed to be somewhere in that direction. I was so disorientated though my sign reading skill had shut down. So I was ignoring the helpful signs pointing the other direction simply stating “One Way”. Not only did I turn and head the wrong direction but a massive dump truck being driven by a man who confidently knew he had the right of way, was headed straight at me. I quickly veered into a convenient driveway and waited for my racing heart to calm down. I was headed in the right direction, but on the wrong road.

I was soon able to find another road that was one way, in the direction I wanted to go, and I arrived safely at my conference.

Traveling the path of least resistance is frequently not the right answer. The easy thing, and the right thing, are not always the same. When you are first learning to ride a bike, the easy thing to do is to fall down get bruised and walk away. But it is certainly not the ideal thing to do. If you give up you’ll never reach the next stage, which is being able to ride a bike. You are up against a learning curve; However, Once you’ve mastered the basics of balance and learned to trust the bicycle, you’ve gained a powerful and fun life skill. You can get around a lot quicker now. Once you’ve learned how to balance the road opens up to you.

Traveling under your own power is so much more efficient on a bicycle.

As with all things in life, the path to success involves operating between two extremes. Finding the balance between “way too easy” and “way too hard”.

As you operate just beyond your zone of ease, your skills grow and your path unfolds. If things are too easy, you lose your edge and become lazy.

If things are too hard, you can’t even get started. It would be like trying to balance on a bike when you haven’t even learned to walk yet. You simply can’t make the leap and you give up. You’ve set your mark so high that you can’t even see it, let alone imagine how you could reach it.

The road to success is somewhere in the middle on the moderate path.

Remember when you run into resistance it can often be a sign that you’re on the right path.

Trust your instincts. Listen to your gut. Follow your heart. Stay sharp.

Namaste,

Kevin

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The Sacrifice of The Swarm

Posted on by kgoodman

I’ve just started keeping bees this year. I’ve learned quite a bit in my studies leading up to my first hive. But I’ve only had my bees now for 2 weeks. It’s amazing to observe their behavior and learn about how a hive operates.

The most recent epiphany in my study of bees comes in relation to a bee swarm.

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To begin with, most people freak out at the idea of seeing a giant ball of bees on a tree. It turns out that bees in a swarm are very docile. They don’t have a home to protect. They are huddled around the queen waiting for the scouts to report back that they’ve found a new home.

As part of this swarming and leaving their home and safety they take as much food with them as they can, so they fill their bellies with honey from the old hive. When a bee has a full belly, it makes it very hard for them to sting, because they can’t bend their abdomens. So a bee with a full belly is much less likely to sting you.

But the thing that amazed me most about bees is the story behind the swarm.

When a hive starts to get crowded and there isn’t enough space for all the bees to keep growing and thrive, the queen bee in collaboration with the workers, starts growing a new queen. When the new queen is about to hatch, the existing queen takes about half the bees with her and leaves the hive in search of a new home.

The old queen doesn’t know if their search will succeed, she doesn’t know where they will end up. She’s leaving her home and her honey stores behind for the new queen and the remainder of the hive.

This is equivalent to your parents leaving their house and possessions to you when you graduate college. Then picture your parents heading off to find a new home and start over. Can you imagine?

So when you see a bee swarm, remember the sacrifice this represents. Giving up their home, their safety and risking everything for the benefit of their family.

Namaste,

Kevin

 

Soul Fragments – Part 2 – The War

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Thank you for the interest and comments on last weeks post. I’ve decided to share the second part of the story. This came up just a few weeks ago during body talk and I haven’t had time to fully process the implications of it.

I have a 3 year old and a 10 week old. I have always been set off by crying, but I just figured every parent is. There were times when my 3 year old was younger that her crying would just set me off into a very negative place. My beloved wife has been in charge of most of the night time duties, partially because I can’t handle extended crying, it just puts me on edge and makes me anxious.

About 6 weeks back, when our baby was 4 weeks old, we took a trip up to Berkley, CA. On the approximately hour long drive home our baby woke up and started crying. He had protested car rides in the past so we weren’t sure what we could do for him other than get home and out of the car. So we kept driving. Instead of settling down, he cried the last 30 minutes of the car ride. When we got home I was shaking, anxious and just a mess. I felt like I was on the edge of an anxiety attack for the next 6 days. It made me cranky and irritable and I felt miserable. I was set off in a big way.

So when I went in for my next body talk session, I mentioned I’d been anxious to my body talk practitioner. She usually questions my body to see what I need to process that week. But she also takes notes about how I’m doing before the session and then asks if my body has those things to process as part of the agenda. In this case my body and my mind were on the same page. We needed to process this crying response.

What came up, still amazes me.

I had a soul fragment attached to me from a Vietnam veteran. When he was in the war, he had been commanded to “clear out a village”. After the carnage and killing he was standing in the center of the village and all he could hear was the screaming of the babies that were left. As she described this energy fragment an intense vision of the situation came to me. I still shutter now thinking about the horror of it.

So this was the tie in to why I couldn’t stand to hear babies scream. She cleared the energy through the processes that body talk uses and the results were amazing. My anxiety lightened immediately. I still react to crying, but I argue it’s more on a parental level now and less of a post traumatic stress response.

I found my reaction to this knowledge interesting. In my previous post I talked about my asthma and the fragment that had generated that problem. When I learned about the soul fragment and how it worked, I felt like a hero. I had taken on the burden of another and helped to balance out the universe through my life. It made me feel good and victorious. It’s amazing because my asthma has always made me feel weak or lesser. Yet learning that I’d dealt this this for 30 years as someone else’s burden made me feel heroic.

When I learned about this Vietnam fragment, I felt victimized. Why would the universe burden me with such horrible energy? It felt abusive and wrong.

I find this so interesting because looking at the situations from an outside prospective, I can see them as both just energy. And I could feel equally heroic or victimized in both scenarios. It may have simply had to do with my energy entering the situation. I really don’t have an answer to that.

Namaste,

Kevin

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Soul Fragments – Balancing The Universe

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There are certain subjects that are more difficult than others to talk about. Part of the reason for this is ownership. When I completely own and believe an idea, I don’t have a problem sharing it. And if I come across an idea that I don’t own, but want to share, I can always present it as an idea, or a theory. But there are still topics that I’ve come to own, but I know are “out there”, somewhere in the fields of ridicule or things spoken about only with friends behind closed doors.

Aliens, Reincarnation, Near Death Experiences. These tend to fall into the edges of our consciousness and experience. They have a fantastic impact on the big picture of our lives and our existence. But from a day to day prospective they don’t always seem to apply. Additionally they tend to be very difficult to prove. So they fall into personal belief.

Over the past 6 months I’ve been exposed to the idea of Soul Fragments as a means to the universe balancing itself.

The definition of a soul fragment is simple and easy to understand. But it requires a number of correlating beliefs, the lack of any one of these correlating beliefs can make you dismiss the idea utterly and move on with your life.

A soul fragment is an experience from your life that is unprocessed and breaks off when you die. When you die, this experience, this energy, must be accounted for, so the fragment breaks off and goes into a universal pool of unfinished business. When a soul returns to the earth to live another life, a portion of these fragments can be attached to that soul to process in their lifetime. Sometimes the fragments are your own, things that you’ve experienced in your past and haven’t processed. This would often be referred to as karma. Sometimes these fragments are from other people.

I’ve often heard of reincarnation and processing your own experiences from a past life. I’ve even come to believe that the model of reincarnation makes sense to me. I believe that the universe seeks balance and that balance could be more easily accounted for through the process of reincarnation. I can expand on this in another post. But the idea of processing someone else’s experiences was new to me.

I was first introduced to the concept during a session of body talk in the fall. For those not familiar body talk is a combination of eastern practices designed to aid in healing.

I had recently experiences a recurrence of my asthma. It was something that started when I was 12 years old in the 5th grade. During one of my healing sessions it came up that this was a soul fragment from a man that had lived in 1849. He worked at a factory in town that produced a large amount of pollution. When his daughter was 12 she came down with asthma as a result of the pollution and she died shortly thereafter. When the father passed away many years later, he had still never dealt with the guilt of causing this. This memory, this traumatic energy, become a soul fragment, and attached to me when I came here to live this life.

This soul fragment lingered with me until I was in the 5th grade, when I was 12 years old, and manifested in a major asthma attack. I’ve dealt with asthma on and off throughout my life, ever since that first attack.

During the session the soul fragment was identified and the energy released. I was still uncertain about the soul fragment concept. But I can tell you I haven’t had an asthma attack since.

I’m still processing. Still trying to understand what I believe. Lack of evidence is not proof, but it certainly is compelling. There is more to this story of soul fragments, and if enough interest is shown, I’m willing to share. But I’m sure I’ve stretched a few of my readers enough for now.

Namaste,

Kevin

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