PART TWO The Invisible Bridge – My Leap of Faith at 65

April 17th 081So let’s continue on this story in real time…

Two years ago this month, I decided to follow my heart and fly to meet Jim, my soul mate, who was living in the US.  We had met in Budapest some 6 months prior at a business conference.  That meeting had set light to 45,000 words in email correspondence that led to my decision to take that flight. Now we are partners in both business and life. In all honesty, I could never have foretold my future back then.  I boarded a that flight  to see him, trusting that whatever was to be would be.  I knew my decision would change my life.

My senses told me that my heart would know if I only listened to in … that my heart and soul would make it possible.  Since then trust has become my steadfast companion, my prime value, my friend, and my core strength. I learned to first trust my heart and soul, then my mind.  Over-thinking a situation that is more about feelings than rational thought can rapidly drain the heart and soul of any desire to continue on by saying such things as “don’t be foolish,” or “ what if ….?”

I have made choices that others might reject almost out-of-hand. I have set off on adventures that even family and close friends have deemed unwise and imprudent at the very least. I have taken risks that now seem – even to me – to have been a little reckless. I have changed my habits, re-invented myself more than once, learned new skills, gained new perspectives.  I have travelled to new lands never before visited and I found my soul mate thousands of miles from home where I always thought he would or perhaps should be living .  Yet I am a normal human being. I miss my children and my grandchildren so very much. I miss the country I was born and raised in, the home of my family, my children and my grandchildren. Do I suffer the pangs of homesickness for them? Of course I do,  yet I know they too trust in me and that they know my journey is important to my own progress as a spiritual human being; as a loved one and always as a woman, a mother and a grandmother.  They are always in my heart and in my thoughts.  What has happened to me – through I had wondered was ‘pure chance’ – feels very much as though it was planned by forces far greater than me.

April 17th 083Indiana Jones – in The Last Crusade – stood at the edge of an abyss trying to decide if, in fact, there was anything underfoot to keep him from falling to his death should he take even one more step. Yet, when he drew upon his inner courage – when he stopped listening to his brain and listened to his heart – he was given the courage to take that leap of faith and so he stepped out with faith into the absolute unknown.

We (Jim and I, not all that long ago) stood on that very same mythical precipice with our toes at the very edge of that abyss perhaps asking ourselves – in our own way – “What would ‘Indy’ do?”  As we all know, the fearless Indiana Jones did trust his instincts, his heart and his soul and unfalteringly stepped forward and made his way across the great divide, scattering sand across the bridge that those behind him might follow safely. As life adventurers, Jim and I too believe this is our last crusade together; that we are in the right place at the right time … we are where we were meant to be at the precise moment we were meant to be there.

And it is to Malaysia that Jim and I arrived last November.  How did we get here? Why did we come here?  A leap of faith, yes, and we trust that all we have worked to develop over our lifetimes spent apart, and our short life together in the last two and half years, put our feet on the path we walk, the one that is leading inevitably to our destiny … that we are not here by accident and that our feet have been kept on our path for the express purpose of bring us to where we now are – together.

We are now working in together to create our legacy.

April 17th 084We learned what that was very early on in our relationship. Jim told me that, when all was said and done, he wanted to “leave the world a better place” for his having been here. It was this simple combination of words that he spoke to me that sealed my love to him in May 2012. The interesting part is, that in approximately the same words, my passion too is to manifest that same legacy,  and in particular to show people how to tap into their natural entrepreneurial creativity and spirit and guide them not just to be a successful financially but to lead a truly happy, balanced, healthy life.

 

We believe that – especially for mature people like us who are deemed all too often to be out-of-time and no more than a liability – there is a silver lining right now in today’s economic chaos that provides an opportunity for all of us to create a new quality of life through nothing more than identifying our passion and manifesting in any one of dozens of ways. The opportunity to do something meaningful with the time ahead of us is as real and as achievable as that which we can look back on with pride.

As long as there is a tomorrow, there is an opportunity to do more good … to leave the world a better place for our having taken the time to effectively and appropriately utilize all of the time that we are given, not just the time already used.

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The tango of life

The strong and the gentle come together!

Last night I watched a fabulous “Tango Fire” show at the Peacock Theatre; the magic of dance wove its story, the story of life, of relationships, of steamy passion and purposeful intention, an all-embracing joy in performance. I reflected on how this dance is a story for transformation of men and women in our world today.

Five magnificent strong male dancers moved as if as fluid as a fast flowing river – yet as strong as any man can be. They kept us transfixed as they literally held their female partners close, wound around their bodies, lifted above their heads and seamlessly flowing and interlinked in sharp moves merged with gentle lines and continuous flow.

The five beautiful women were as sensuously female as possibly they could be, clothed in body hugging costumes and colours that accentuated their feminine without any salacious intent; they became an integral part of their partners strong fluidity while providing a soft flow of expression and language beyond words, a strength in line that made you gasp with delight; a complement in all ways to their partners and the music and message of their origins.

This natural weave of strong and gentle, of direction and fluidity, stands as a perfect example of the natural roles men and women play together. It also explores the nature of masculinity that flows, and femininity that has power.

In our current world, how often do we see a fight between the masculine and the feminine, between man and woman, over and over? We hear of increases in marriages and family partnership breaking down, of battles that destroy communities, and at the core of this we have not fully understood the needs of each gender, the pull of each generation’s men and women as they view parenting and reproduction in different ways There is an uncomfortable history of male domination in business, in politics and in the evolution of the structures and rules that control our lives and into which women have often subjugated their female attributes in order to compete in a man’s world.

Don’t get me wrong, this is not male bashing! In deed the opposite, I believe it is the complement of male and female, of masculine and feminine in all the performers, male and female, that we need to expose, explore, and expedite into our current challenges so that we can truly build a blueprint that honours the gifts and talents natural to our different species. The world is a partnership of male and female, of masculine and feminine, of strong and gentle entwined.

The full story of Argentina Tango has played a social transformational role in society not just in South America, but in its impact as it swept across the world in the 1900s, allowing people to get closer in dance, to express themselves and the societal changes experienced, through rock and roll, hippy times, modern ballroom and expressive dance formats have brought people together. Dancing intimately, men with women, men with men, women with women, in the spirit of the dance, we see the communication of our natural evolution, our relationships, our potential joy and our passion to perform together, to flow with strength for a successful performance.

Can we apply all of this to the partnerships of life at home, at play, in the workplace; with families, with teams, with social cohesion?

If this union of masculine and feminine, in both genders, can be expressed so seamlessly in dance, I believe it can be experienced in the performance of men and women in society, in business, in politics. Why not? If we truly want to grow a healthy wealthy society for all, I believe we need to build a more collaborative model for a socially responsible and resourceful community.

Dance like I watched last night, cannot occur without tuning into each other, without communication, without practice, without love.

In taking simultaneous responsibility for our uniqueness as men and women as well as our core value as human beings, in a well tuned partnership, we can create a new possibility for a healthy world for all, our children and our grandchildren.