The Bird in the Box

How would you answer if you were asked if you live your life on your own terms?    Would you say that for the most part you call your own shots, march to the beat of your own drum?   Would you say your decisions are based primarily on what feels right to you?   Up until a couple of months ago, I would have answered yes to all of those questions.  After-all, I've worked many years at letting my internal compass guide me through life.    I believed the days of  letting  have to's, should's, or  supposed to's run my life  were over but thankfully , the universe has a good sense of humor and an even better way of pointing out where I still have work to do. 

One morning, while Chris and I were driving my daughter Gracie to school, a song caught my attention on the radio.  Within seconds of listening, I was totally into it. Something in the rhythm created a stirring in my soul and the more I listened, the more I felt moved by the urge to dance.  The feeling was overwhelming and for a moment, my eyes closed and I let the beat move me... or at least I thought I did.   My eyes suddenly opened and it occurred to me that I wasn't moving at all!  In fact, I was actually surprised at how still and straight my body was sitting in the passenger seat.  Only my  foot was gently tapping against the floorboard. 

"Weird!" I thought, rather  dumbfounded at this observation.  How was it that I could be so internally moved by something, in this case the music, and not show it on the outside??!  The answer came instantly and I realized that I had come up against yet another wall of the "Behavior box".  Somewhere inside me an outside voice was still dictating its' rules for living that were keeping me from fully expressing myself.

I found it funny and comforting that I had just asked the universe to help me to be more playful in my life and this "dancing awareness" was one of it's ways of answering my request.  It was showing me something was standing in my way.  It wasn't like I had consciously decided not to dance after all, I just didn't dance because my body was on auto pilot.  It was simply following some "rule" of behavior that had been programmed into it somewhere along the way.  The " I can dance in the car" option had somehow been deleted and replaced by "dancing in the car is irresponsible, people will think you're a weirdo, only kids dance in the car,  you'll embarrass yourself or the other passengers, and  there 's a time and a place for dancing, and this is not it! Whew...what a load of garbage!!!! 

 The tricky thing about deeply embedded beliefs or programs in our minds, is that until we are made aware of them, we don't even realize that they are beliefs or programsThey become just the way it is or our truth.  As in my story, I didn't realize that a "don't dance in public" program was running at all!! And dang it....I love dancing!!!  All I knew is that I stopped allowing my self to loosen up and let my hair down and I wanted that part of me back. Thank you Universe!

 As young children, we didn't have these rules yet.  We had no problem expressing ourselves.  If we were frustrated we threw a tantrum, if we were sad we cried and if we were happy we'd squeal with delight. It wasn't until we were taught that our self expression "made" someone angry, sad or uncomfortable, that we began holding back or suppressing our natural urges. 

 My friend told me a story yesterday about a huge crow that flew into her office building one day during work.  No body wanted to touch the large bird or harm it by attempting to shoo it out, so a couple of co-workers found a box and placed it over the bird until the animal control could arrive.  The crow had been so easy to capture with the box, that everyone thought it must be injured and doubted that it could fly.   Interestingly enough, once the animal control removed the bird from the box and brought it outside, it immediately flew away with no sign of injury at all.

 I wonder how much we are like the crow in this story. Could it be that perhaps our fear of being hurt by people or the fear of what might happen if we "fly", scare us so bad that we obligingly let ourselves be put into a box?   In this lucky crow's case, the support he received from the animal control helped him get back into his natural environment so that he could be free.

 This is what Soul coaching is all about!  It's a system designed to shine light on the "boxes" that keep us from having the things we want in our lives.  When we are "in our box" we are literally in the dark about our situation. This is where the Universe and the Soul Coach step in.   The Universe provides the opportunity for freedom and the Soul Coach helps by lending support and guidance to insure your success.  What results is a deeply fullfilling life and a joyous feeling that coming back to ourselves brings. 

To know if Soul Coaching is right for you, ask yourself these questions.

Do you find yourself wanting more out of life, wondering "Is this it?"

Do you have a dream or desire but you're unsure how to obtain it and want support along the way?

Do you feel confused, stuck, at an impasse and wondering what your next step could be?

 If you answered yes to any of these questions, then Soul Coaching may be the Universe's way of answering.  

I offer group and individual coaching sessions, as well as a number of different options to experience Soul Coaching for yourself.  The first Be-YOU-tiful woman's group starts this July and there is also my new  "Road to YOU-topia" program available. 

For answers to any questions, or to set your appointment for a free ½ hour consultation, email me at
misty@thesoulsong.com  or call 760-230-4347. Get ready to fly

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