http://www.hunatrainer.com/2009/05/21/h ... o-go-back/

Let me know what you think.

hehe,

Always seems that I listen to one of your podcasts at a perfect time for me.

Loved it, thank you
kue'l.

Really glad you liked it.

Hi Po,

This was a good one for me too. Having completely changed my life, and now settling down into the new life, there have been those reflective moments come up - the ones where we look back and wonder if we've made the right choices. No matter how good we get at manifesting, why is it we still sometimes question our own mana? LOL. Well anyway - you reminded me of how much my change was needed, how good this new path feels, and to know that I can't go back to my old life. Thanks for that!

I read this yesterday, and again today. It brought some thoughts Id like to share: never look back. Many legends tell us this, and so does Huna. The past is the past. You are here now, revelling in the goodness that is now. You DID make the right choices, and as long as you listen to that small, still voice, in your heart, you'll know that's true. I think whenever I do this it is because I am listening to other people, who have their own opinions. Everything is as you intended it, and what isn't yet, just needs more time. Many blessings to you today, dear friend. You are phenomenal, no matter what!

LOL, you are SO right. So what am I doing today to silence that small voice that wants to throw me off track? I'm taking it, and the rest of me, to my first buddhist sitting with a dear, dear friend who insisted it is time, in the gentlest of ways. I have studied buddhism for nearly 3 years - its time to actually connect myself deeply with a community here.

I'll let you know how it goes!

This discussion makes me think about being authentic. I had heard about authenticity many years ago, and hadn't realized how far away form my real self I had strayed. How much I'd been listening to other people, allowing them to sway me from my course. I think people speak from their own fears sometimes. I find that I am very easily touched by others' emotional spaces, and I have to be careful in remembering what is my stuff and what is not. When I listen to my heart, I am never off. When I listen to other people, sometimes I do fine, and sometimes not. It depends on what I am resonating with, and whether or not it is useful to me.

Sometimes I can get caught in the frenzy of others, and that is definitely not the authentic me. I have learned that saying "no" to the frenzy that is others is quite useful. It is one of the reasons why I rarely watch the news. Things that I need to know make themselves known to me, but I refuse to buy in to the drama that the media seems to sell. As for people closer to home, I have to continually ask myself, "Why did they say that? Is it me, or them?" Then, I reflect on my part, and then release it. I have gotten much better as trusting myself. It is when I stop trusting myself that I seem to get myself in trouble. If my awareness stays on my connection with my aumakua, to the Divine, then the voice is the one to listen to. If something stirs fears or doubts in me, then I stop listening. I ask to be redirected to the positive of the experience, and that seems to help. I try to do this whenever I find a feeling of resistance, based upon what someone else has said. I am an extremely empathetic person, but have learned to allow that to be helpful, not troublesome. This way, I can remain compassionate to others, and still be true to myself.

Something my husband says when I lament about some decision I'd made in the past is, "Shoulda, coulda, woulda! Don't go there!" Simple but effective advice.

Silverdeer, you are on a roll! Let it propel you forward toward your most incredible, wonderful life! You deserve nothing less!

LOL,

The meeting was fun - not what I expected. This buddhist group chants the lotus sutra. I found myself listening at first - my body felt kind of closed. As the chanting continued, I found myself stretching a bit, and I could feel the sounds inside of myself. As I continued to relax into the chanting, I started to hear the tones behind each voice, and they shifted into kind of a harmonic resonanance. Then I could feel the lines stretch and seem to slow down. And finally I could actually hear the separate voices, the breaths between chants of each person, the individual pieces of the whole.

I realized yesterday that this meeting felt welcoming, familar, comforting. I'm not sure if it is my home or not - and so I have decided to start visiting the various churches in my new town each Sunday. I am confient that at some point, I will arrive in a space that is home to my spirit - just as I feel at home here with all of you!

Blessings!