Did you feel the earthquake?

The first jolt felt like a semi-truck had run into my house at full speed.

The second jolt made me feel like Jessica Lange being tossed like a salad by King Kong.

I jumped out of bed (in all my naked glory) and proceeded to run back and forth across my bedroom floor as if I was auditioning for the role of Chicken Little.

When I realized it was an earthquake…a big one, I threw my bathrobe on and ducked beneath my table (the sturdiest thing I owned at the time) while all my earthly possessions fell off shelves.

All the earthquake drills in elementary school paid off.

“Stop, Drop, Tuck and Roll,” was my mantra.
Stop running around.
Drop underneath something sturdy.
Tuck your head under your arms and elbows.
Roll??? Oh wait a minute, was that what we’re supposed to do in case of a fire?
(I was clearly combining my drills! But, hey, it was a stressful moment!)
What does roll mean?
I imagined that it was all my teacher could do to instruct us sugar frenzied eight-year-olds to stop, drop, and tuck/duck beneath our desks…maybe she forgot?
I desperately tried to recall as I hyperventilated in a strange fetal position.
Am I to roll with the punches?
Roll down a crack in the earth if the earthquake is that bad?
Or, while waiting for the earthquake to stop, roll the movie of my life before my eyes?
That made sense to me, so that’s what I did.

In a flash, because I thought I could exit the planet in any moment, I saw in a slideshow montage, all the people I’d ever loved, all past relationships, all high and all low moments, including unfinished business and people with whom I needed to make amends.

Once I was done with my life-review mind movie I contemplated what I wanted my last thoughts to be?
If I have any say in the matter, which I do, I will not stand for my last thought to be morbid fear fantasies as I bid a dramatic ado to planet earth
But, how do I shift from terror to triumph on a dime?
Immediately the 23rd Psalm popped into my mind:
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
But, that’s not the version that popped into my mind.
Lucky for me I’d recently attended a metaphysical bible interpretation class and discovered that another way to experience the 23rd Psalm:
The Lord is my Shephard
I lack nothing.
That newly rephrased version struck a chord with me and sent a seismic inner earthquake of deep peace and calm right through my center.
I decided to “roll” that mantra through my mind:
The Lord is my Shephard
I lack nothing.
The Lord is my Shephard
I lack nothing.
The Lord is my Shephard
I lack nothing.

I became flooded with a deep peace-which was bizarre to me-because if there ever was a socially appropriate time to freak out and stay freaked out, it would be in the midst of, what I later found out to be, a 6.5 earthquake. In fact, as I write this, it is the 23rd anniversary of this (Northridge, California) earthquake!

However, what struck me most about this experience-and clearly it struck a chord, because I’m remembering it as clear as the day it happened 23 years later-wasn’t the fact that I didn’t die, nor enormous gratitude when King Kong stopped thrashing my house hither and yon. What struck me most was that I personally experienced (for the first time in my life) that it was possible to experience deep peace in the midst of an earth-rocking (literally) calamity.

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As you know, if you’ve been following me lately, I’ve been on a kick to begin my day by remembering I am “enough”…as opposed to the auto-pilot default mode of hurry up and race to get my endless to-do list complete, feeling ten steps behind the 8 ball before I even begin my day.

This is a ridiculously counter-productive way to start the day, because in the wise words of my Dad, “The hurri-er you go, the behind-er you get.”

So, here’s my prescription for finding peace amid a real earthquake or one that is self-imposed (by the disease to please or the habit of busyness)…making its way back to me 23 years later:

The Lord is my Shephard
I lack nothing.
Allow me to take a deeper dive into why it works:
The Lord is my Shephard:

This reminds me that there is a higher power/energy that governs the universe. What if, in fact, it isn’t me that is creating my breath, blood flow, and organ function. What if it isn’t me that causes the world to spin on its axis, the sun to shine, and planets to dance through space in the intricate way they’ve been doing for millennia?

What if that same creative intelligence that governs the universe has my back?
What if it is my “shepherd” provides guiderails to keep me from meandering too far off my sacred path.
I lack nothing.
This implies I have what I need.
This implies I’m enough.
This implies my life is enough.
This implies there’s nothing inherently wrong, broken, or missing…regardless of the temporary appearance of my self-imposed measuring sticks.

I’m not a fan of destruction, and my heart goes out to the people injured and whose homes had irreparable damage…but for me, I am strangely grateful for that earthquake 23 years ago-or birth-quake, as I like to say-for reminding me that when King Kong comes to call (which he does from time to time…usually uninvited) most often in the form of metaphorical earthquakes, I have my marching orders to see me through:

Stop my stinking thinking.
Drop into some deep breaths.
Tuck my head to my heart and let my heart do the thinking.
and Roll this mantra through my mind to brings the wandering sheep that I can sometimes be back to the pasture of peace:
The Lord is my Shephard
I lack nothing.
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Can you believe that we’re already mid-way through the first month of 2017?
I’m shocked…and I guess I should be grateful that the time is flying like it is.
I’m chuckling as I write this, thinking of a friend of mine from Greece who once said,
“Time’s fun when you’re having flies.”
I have a feeling I’ll be saying that a lot this year.

Because time is flying (or flies are timing, however you prefer to phrase it) I want to make sure that you SAVE THE DATE and have plenty of time to do so!

My dear friend, Wendy Capland, and Iare planning an incredible 5th annual Shero Intensive for women who are dreaming about a bolder future for themselves and are ready to start.

Our Shero programs are always magical…and this past summer at our Shero Intensive something particularly extraordinary happened for our women. It might have been because of the special Shero women who attended. It might have been the location and the beautiful New England weather. It was certainly all these things but we think it was definitely because of a unique process we designed and piloted that evoked a deeper level of connection, breakthrough, and transformation than we have ever experienced before in a Shero program.

We were so inspired and delighted by the group’s experience, we are bursting at the seams and chomping at the bit (at the same time) to do it again this year and we want you to come!

What is a Shero?

A Shero is the voice within us that urges us to expand, be bold, dream wildly, and expand into our greatest unfolding potential, regardless of our circumstances. Stepping into and living as a Shero is an extraordinary journey and activates our higher purpose and unleashes our potential, impacting our families, communities, professional lives, and rippling out into the world.

Why would you come?

It’s the one time a year to learn from, get sparked by, and get loved all over by executive leadership development expert, Wendy Capland and moi….in person. Priceless!

It’s the one time a year when you can truly let your barriers down, put aside your resistances, and dive deeeeeeeply as you leave no stone unturned as you firmly set the foundation for your path towards the Shero within you just waiting to burst forth.

Before your life gets too busy, take a moment to mark your calendar and REGISTER yourself.

THE DETAILS
When: June 1-2, 2017. Program begins June 1 at 6:00PM and kicks off with dinner and our evening program through June 2 concluding at 4:00 PM. Includes dinner, breakfast lunch and snacks.

Where: The Warren Center, Ashland, MA.

Investment: Regularly $1995 however we are offering an early Registration Special: If paid in full by January 31st, includes FREE admission to The Women’s Leadership Retreat (value $529) also held at The Warren Center, June 1, 9:00-4:00 PM.

Here’s the link for more information (and to register to hold your space): http://www.visionquestconsulting.com/shero-summer-intensive-2017/

We sincerely hope you can join us in this magical (real-life fairy tale) experience! We’ve lowered the “barriers to entry” as much as we could (without getting arrested!)-the time commitment is only a day and a half, and the price is scandalously low! Space is limited because we want to ensure an intimate group, so if this calls to you, reserve your space. ASAP:  http://www.visionquestconsulting.com/shero-summer-intensive-2017/

We CAN’T WAIT to see you there! Here’s to your most extraordinary Shero dreams all coming true!
Kelly Signature

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