Community

If you look up the definition of community what stands out for me is this line

a group of people living in the same place or having a particular characteristic in common”

It is interesting, how we have taken what is so obviously a Universal all-encompassing meaning and used it to create division and separation based on geography, location, likes and dislikes, shared ideals and beliefs, culture, nationality, level of education, gender, age, social and educational background.

If we were to truly look at this definition and feel it in its wholeness we could never do what the above examples clearly demonstrate, which is to apply reductionism to break community into factions that keep us at arms length based on our small picture outer differences rather than our true commonalities.

For me when I read the definition of community and feel it from what I have lived before, my understanding of community is:

Group of people = Humanity
Living in the same place = Earth
Particular characteristic in common = we are Love, we are all Sons of God

So for me community goes beyond the people who I come into contact with or choose to spend and share time with. Community is all-inclusive and is based on the principles of Brotherhood, Oneness and Equality knowing we are one community living in the same place, sharing the same characteristics.

Who is Hurting Who?

Being in the World can be harsh and challenging, we have all been hurt by someone yet we behave and react like we have been hurt by everyone.

What do I mean by that? Growing up we experience moments and situations in life that are unpleasant and as we are naturally sensitive beings designed to live in harmony with one another this hurts us. It could be that Mom looked at you in a way that wasn’t full of love and adoration, your sibling bullied you, a friend lied or let you down and so forth and hence we get hurt. So to avoid being hurt again we put up defences, guards and walls to keep people at bay or project aggression, being hard and tough so it looks like we will attack first so don’t you dare go there. We must protect ourselves from hurt at any cost. But instead of being this way with the people who we perceived hurt us we are protective and guarded with everybody – just incase.

But what if this protection we think we have is an illusion and that by being anything other than trusting, loving and open we are the ones already hurting ourselves as we are going against our Divine inner nature. What if being hardened and aggressive is a self-perpetuating hurt that we are living in almost every moment of everyday. . .Ouch!

This for me is a very poignant point and a great reminder when I realise I am steeling myself for a meeting, phone call or just going out into the world that the greatest protection I have is to be all of the love that I am. To remind myself I can’t hold the whole world and all of humanity to ransom for a handful of people in my life that hurt me because I needed them to be a certain way, to love me when they couldn’t and to give me what I wasn’t giving myself which was permission to be loving, delicate, tender and understanding.


“The moment you harden to protect yourself from being hurt, your next move is in disregard … you are then hurting yourself.”

~ Esoteric Teachings & Revelations – by Serge Benhayon
Pg. 469

So at the end of the day who really is hurting who?

Thank God for Serge Benhayon

 

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I was pondering lately what my life would be like now if it hadn’t been for a seemly random chain of events that brought me to Australia, then on to Brisbane and by some quirk of fate sitting wondering what the heck I was doing at a workshop held by a man named Serge Benhayon.

Up until this point in my life I was an outright cynic of anything remotely religious, New Age, non-scientific or totally mainstream, even a trip to a chiropractor or a massage therapist was way out there for me. So imagine my surprise when I started to be all consumed with finding my purpose and needing to find myself so to speak.

So there I was sitting in this hall on a hill perched over Byron Bay feeling terrified, panicked and sick to my stomach, questioning my sanity and wondering how on Earth I had got here. But contrary to what I was expecting, as I thought the workshop was going to be a lot of Oming, tree hugging and possibly yoghurt weaving, this ended up being a pivotal moment in my life that I consider to be a true turning point. This man in a few words and some gentle breaths opened up my eyes to everything I had been searching for in my life and more. What he presented and what I felt in the very core of my heart could irrefutably not be denied even though my mind was screaming, desperately trying to hold on to its configured way of being that it had been setting in place for the 34 years to have dominion of me and my body.

Since then even though my life has had its challenges and issues to face I have never really looked back as my physical and emotional wellbeing and the quality of my life has gone from good to great, to pinch me now it is so incredible I can’t believe its true status.

Now I must give myself some credit here and make something very clear. Serge Benhayon did not come and save me, give me enlightenment or a magic pill to swallow that suddenly blissed me out and made everything better. No, what he did was make me realise that I had made and could make choices, that I needed to be responsible for my thoughts and actions, that I had a body that needed to be treated gently and taken care of. That I had issues and unresolved hurts that I had not dealt with which were shaping everything in my life from my behaviours, perceptions, and relationships to in fact every interaction in my life.

So with that understanding I decided to heal my past, to move forward in a way that is more loving and open, and not be afraid to allow myself to feel, to be sensitive and aware of everything around me even the subtlest of energy. I took responsibility for how I was and what I had become but I never lost sight of the fact that I had been able to connect to in my heart, the fact that I come from God and am therefore divine, filled with love and an intelligence that goes far beyond our human realm.

So I can’t help wonder where I’d be now without the stars aligning the way they did … burnt out, given up, depressed, shut down, withdrawn, angry at the world, probably ill with thyroid issues or diabetes (most likely both), arthritic knees from pushing my body too hard and constant back and neck pain or even cancer. You may think I’m being melodramatic but I think not, as when I first met Serge I had all the warning signs of what was ahead of me if I didn’t change my lifestyle and deal with my stuff instead of finger-pointing, blaming and being a victim of circumstances that I thought were out of my control.

So I say thank God for Serge Benhayon and thank God to me, for despite all my misgivings, having said yes to being in the right place at the right time.

You Time

Over the holiday season make sure that you set aside some ‘You’ time to do the following…

  1. Reflect on 2013 and take note of a) what did you accomplish, b) what did you learn, c) what can you be grateful for?
  2. Review your VALUES – what matters most to you. Sometimes this can be what you would regret most if you lost it…
  3. Set goals for 2014 based on fulfilling your ‘values’ – write them down and refer to them through the year.
  4. Take some time to nurture relationships, yourself, your body and your soul.

 

The Steady Heart

I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.

Leonardo da Vinci

Pictures Tell More Than A Thousand Words

I was flicking though some old photos of myself recently and after laughing at all my different hairstyles and hair colours, the fashions and my fluctuations in weight something quite profound struck me…… Even though I was smiling in the majority of the photos I wasn’t actually really smiling!!

My mouth was turning up at the corners yet my teeth where gritted together, my eyes appeared painfully sad and my body was held rigid and hard almost like a soldier standing to attention. The person in the picture could barely look at the camera and there was something about the pose that was aggressively defensive, if that makes sense. Like I was saying ~ “back off buddy, I don’t want you to see me for who I really am”, or “please don’t notice how sad and lost I feel inside”.

After this observation I dug out photos of when I was I a little girl, did I carry that sad look and defensive pose back then and if so could I pin point when it started?

There are not many pictures of me as a child, my family was not very well off and back then getting a roll of film developed was a luxurious expense.
There are a couple of pictures of me as a toddler and around about the age of 3-4. In these I can see a naturalness in the way my body holds itself and a loving tenderness in my eyes. Deep joy and a cheeky playfulness in my smile.

Pictures of me from around 6 through to 10 show a beginning of a shyness in my gaze and some tension in the way I hold my body, my mouth turns up in a smile but my eyes have a hint of sadness within them and not the cheeky joy of the younger me.

And well the shots from my teenage years show defiance, aggression and sadness all rolled into one even in the photos where I am being goofy and clowning around.

Then there are flashes of that cute little girl who’s smile and eyes beam with joy that appear when I didn’t realise I was being watched and captured by the cameras lens.

So where did that little girl who knew herself to be beautiful go and why did I try to hide her?

In a World that is difficult and tough and where love and gentleness are not celebrated as they ought to be a child learns to please and give their parents, teachers, friends and relatives what they think is required. We change our ways and alter who we are to fit in, be accepted, get the pat on the back or to simply disappear and blend into the background.

This not being who we are but being who we think we should be hurts as it goes against our innermost nature.

For me it meant my whole way of being became aggressive and driven but the sadness in my eyes clearly showed.

A couple of months ago I had a professional photographer come to my dental practice to do a shoot of my team and myself for the new Evolve website. Instead of it being a stuffy and formal affair with the photographer telling us where to stand, how to pose and so forth it was actually one of the most fun and enjoyable things I have experienced.

Everybody was able to relax and just be themselves very quickly and most shots were taken of us simply doing our thing, roll playing being at the dental office and working together.
I don’t think I have laughed so much in ages and forgot the camera was even there most of the time.

This energy of ease and fun along with the love, care and tenderness of my team and myself was beautifully captured in the proof photographs that came. As I looked through the shots I was deeply moved by the incredible work of the photographer but also by the beauty of the people (us) in the images I was seeing.

Then one photo stopped me dead in my tracks, I think I actually gasped…..
It is of a tender, loving, beautiful woman who is not smiling with her mouth but with her eyes and all her heart. Allowing you to see deep inside of her to the very essence of who she is, an essence that is pure love.

That beautiful woman is me.

And as I looked at myself looking back at me I wept with pure joy knowing that I no longer had to hide who I am that I had come home to myself.

Thank you to Serge Benhayon and all at Universal Medicine for allowing the real Rachel Hall to remember who she is and come out from behind her defensive walls.

Fragile

I love it when your friends look out for you, support you and care for you.
I love it that I am willing to allow them to see that there are times when I am delicate and vulnerable and able to be fragile and accepting of their love.

In the past I would have seen this as weakness, as me saying I couldn’t cope or as a sign of failure. But the more I allow my friends and loved ones to be there for me the more the real me lets go of my guard and the need to show I can manage or don’t need their help.

When we reach out to others we build trust and deepen our connections. Allowing others to support you is a sign of strength and resilience. Learning when to ask for help and when to say hey I need you has brought me enormous growth as a person. It has brought me much closer to the people around me and shown me I am truly loved.

Try it – you have nothing to loose and everything to gain.