Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | August 18, 2023

Waiting For a Signier Sign

A few years ago I saw a funny quote that read “Every time the universe sends me a sign, I’m like ok but I think I’ll wait for a signier sign.” I thought that was hilarious then and I’ve repeated it to friends many times. Tonight, it doesn’t sound so funny as I contemplate how many times I’ve gotten a signier sign over and over again. What is it that makes us doubt the messages we get?

At first I thought it might be just procrastination, an unwillingness to have to act when I don’t want to. But that doesn’t always fit because there are so many times when I do what I need to do in spite of resistance. Another thought was fear. I must be just afraid to make a move. That also doesn’t fit because if fear was enough to stop me I wouldn’t have helped rescue our boat when it broke anchor and drifted onto a shoal last week.

Two decades ago when I was immersed in reading and listening to Caroline Myss I remember her saying “give up your need to know”. The way that lands with me now is that my insisting on knowing root causes and uncovering hidden meanings can sometimes keep me from being present and, quite possibly, paying attention to the signs from the universe. I’m all for seeking answers until that becomes the obsession that stalls forward motion. A clear example is that while in the city, I went to several stores looking for a product that I wanted. After three stores that would typically carry it I stopped to wonder if I was getting a sign. (Yes, we get signs about everything if we would only pay attention.) I decided to think about what I could use instead of the options that I hadn’t so far liked and … suddenly … I knew. Of course I could easily make the little bags I wanted. I have the material, sewing machine, thread and space. And they would be so much nicer and more meaningful than anything I could have purchased. The signs were telling me to create something beautiful rather than settle for a cheap alternative.

This was a simple example and it still points to paying attention to what the universe is trying to tell me. In particular, I’ve been intentional about my health for a long time. Lately, I notice I’m ignoring the signs from my body. As I search for my favourite ice cream in three stores (there seems to be a pattern here) I wonder if I’m getting a sign to give some conscious thought to my actions instead of impulsively following an urge. That’s a game changer.

What signs have you been getting about changes in your life? What have you listened to? What have you avoided? How might your life be different if you embraced the signs and followed the wisdom of the universe as it supports you living with joy and peace?

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | August 11, 2023

DESIDERATA

Re-reading this verse today has touched my heart. A beautiful reminder of how to live simply and intentionally. May you be inspired. Daryl

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.  As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.  Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.  Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit.  If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.  Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.  Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery.  But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself.  Especially, do not feign affection.  Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.  Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.  But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.  Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.  Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.  And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be.  And whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.  Be cheerful.  Strive to be Happy.

                     Max Ehrmann (1872-1945) Copyright 1927

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | August 2, 2023

My Inspiration

The past few weeks have been a busy time preparing for my husband’s birthday party. From the initial idea of inviting a few neighbours until the 70 people showed up last Saturday we were grateful for the warm and committed responses.

And then there he was, using his speaker phone to give a little speech to thank everyone. At the end, he surprised people by announcing he would be participating in the Head and Neck Above Cancer Walk in London, Ontario on August 20th. It is a 5km walk to raise money for the clinic that has been treating him for the past six years. Did I mention that he turned 80 on his birthday (according to him it is the 41st anniversary of his 39th birthday)?

These are good facts on their own but there is more to the story. Since he has been on a feeding tube full-time for five years and still has effects from radiation, chemo and surgery, it is remarkable how his sense of humour, good nature, kindness to others and joy for life have not been compromised. So many people have said they would never function as well as he does given his circumstances. We have talked through the challenges over and over again using the TED* framework I teach. We don’t like this aspect of our current reality so we accept it and look for possibilities.

He does almost everything he wants to do except eat! And through it all his heart grows bigger every day. I am humbled to be his wife and to watch how he approaches and handles the rough patches. He is my inspiration.

So if you need a little reminder to live with joy and peace, take a look here are my Doug:

https://lhsf.donordrive.com/participant/Doug-Dailey

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | July 23, 2023

Courage (Written November 2007)

For many people a lack of courage is the single barrier between where they are now and where they want to be. What do you think of when you hear the word courage? Extreme sports; risky business decisions; serious health crisis; winter driving; speaking in public? These are probably obvious and there’s a whole lot more you could likely add to this list.

Now think about it – what’s the scariest thing you’ve been asked to do in the past week? Eat an apple a day? Write down what you “catch” yourself doing right? Be truthful about what you want? Spend time doing the thing you love most? Accept the belief that you matter and are meant to be here?

These may not sound that scary to you but over the past several months these requests from my own coach have both visibly and inwardly terrified me. In every instance … even the apple … I have had to face something that I have been resisting for a very long time. Add to this my compelling belief that I “should know better”, “should be able to handle this” and “should be setting an example.” In spite of all my coach training and all my years of personal growth work, I have, until now been fully committed to keeping myself from the life I say I want and that I know is available to me. No matter how accomplished I am there is still a tape playing in my head that says I’m not good enough and unworthy of real joy and success.

As my clients, colleagues, friends and casual observers, you may have missed this aspect of me. In fact, some of you might be thinking this just doesn’t fit with the BIG personality that shows up at workshops or talking tough on a call. The reality is that when I coach and support others I feel free to offer them what I haven’t been able to give myself. Why not? It’s simple. I have lacked the courage to do what I know is right for me and give myself what I deserve.

Today, as I hung up from a call with my coach, feeling somewhat resentful and a bit angry I realized the feelings had been building for several weeks. I’d even secretly been hoping she would give up and end our coaching relationship because I just wasn’t “getting it.” Today my mind was telling me “she doesn’t really understand my situation”, “she talks like she knows so much more about me than I do” and “she’s not being compassionate”. Frustrated, and knowing I was going to have to complete the daily exercises or face more accountability issues, I decided to try something different. I began coaching myself and asking why her probing questions and challenging of my statements were so hard to accept. Letting go of the judgements I allowed myself to get curious about what was touching off such strong emotion. After all, I really like her and admire her work. I feel a kinship as we share personal experiences and compare life and career notes. I knew the problem had to be with the sensitivity of what she was trying so hard to show me.

It didn’t take that long to realize that she was doing with me exactly what I did over and over again with my clients – encouraged, nudged, pushed, cajoled, insisted, persuaded, urged and demanded that they see themselves as incredible whole beings without the limitation of their stories. I felt a bit queasy. My years of coaching flashed before me and I recognized the way some of my clients had reacted to my clearly showing them how stuck they were. For me, it was now painfully obvious that my fear of having to give up my story and be all that I have ever imagined for myself was making me angry and defensive. I was desperate for a really good justification and my coach wasn’t buying it. For weeks I’d pulled out all kinds of excuses and even complained that the multitude of physical symptoms I’d manifested just had to be the reason I couldn’t go on. Honestly, I was running out of dramatic responses. Sitting quietly with my thoughts I was overcome with the sincerest of respect and appreciation for how brave my own clients were to stop, listen and just consider that what I was saying might be the truth.

To say this shifted my world is an understatement. I decided to write this article for several reasons. First, I am a writer and it is always a cathartic experience for me to put on paper what I’m feeling. I needed to be able to read it more than once to reinforce what I was feeling. And I wanted something to give my coach to acknowledge her role in my latest adventure.

Next I wanted to honour my clients who I have always believed have shown enormous courage and inspire me to be more fearless in my own life. It is their willingness to keep moving forward that feeds our coaching relationship and us as individuals. Those who have long since moved on are still sources of energy for me as I recount the times when they surrendered to their own brilliance and we celebrated together at the threshold of their success. I can only guess how many other people have been affected by the way these people have embraced their lives.

Another reason for writing is to set the record straight. I’m human. I’m wildly successful at many things, profoundly knowledgeable in some areas and a complete failure at lots of things. I’ve learned so much and cherish the wisdom that has come from study and age. In fact, I believe I’m at a heightened stage of awakening right now. And I’m not there yet. In fact, I won’t likely be there until my last breath when I intend to declare “I did my best.” Until then, and just like everyone else on the planet I’m still learning.

Finally, I wanted to speak directly to those people who are desperate for change, longing to take risks, wishing things could be different … and are too afraid of what it might require of them.

The past few months I’ve come face to face with over one hundred individuals in my workshops. I’ve watched their enthusiasm and optimism build as they see what is possible for themselves. Their eyes light up, their hearts race a bit, they shout out their determination, they speak publicly about their new ways of being … and they laugh and talk all the way out the door. These people leave with commitments to new behaviours and attitudes and self-generated promises to contact me. I believe in that moment that they really do want to make changes and feel I can help them do it. Then they get away from the momentum and something happens. Suddenly … they are scared. They know from the powerful words I use that working with me will ask more of them than they might be prepared to give – even if it brings them all that they say they want. They realize that their life will change and change is scary. I know … it has kept me at a standstill in some areas of my life for many, many years. At least until my brave coach called my bluff.

To all those people who got a glimpse of what they might have or be, and all those who are just getting an insight right now, please hear me when I say … I understand. I am just like you … afraid to let go and afraid to stay the same. One thing I know for absolute certain is that without a coach I would probably find a very good reason not to do the things that will bring me joy and a sense of accomplishment. Without my coach I doubt I’d have the courage to face the big fat lie that is my “story”. And the truth is … all I really need is courage.

What I know about fear is that most people are frightened as they come up against the hard thing they need to do in their lives. Once it’s done, it’s not so scary any more. The difference is that sometimes people (me included) use that fear to back away from what they want. Others (me included) find the courage to break through and experience life on the other side. Having someone believe in me when I am the most afraid has been an enormous gift. I’m learning to do that for myself and with each success I achieve, I am reminded of the people who have shared this journey. Some were long term clients, some short term and some just a few minutes of real conversation that invited them to be courageous with either thoughts or actions.

In closing I want to acknowledge some of the bravery I’ve witnessed since becoming a coach. All my clients are not represented here because it would take too long. This is a snapshot of the ones that are standing out for me today. May they inspire you as they have me.

My courage awards:

To my client who said I can’t visualize my future because I don’t want to be disappointed … and then went right out and created a vision to change the world.

To my client who fiercely resisted giving up alcohol in business settings … and then demonstrated how easy and satisfying it was to do just that.

To my client who justified blaming their spouse for their divorce … and then took full ownership for how they contributed to the ending of their marriage.

To my client who refused to be involved in a child’s self-destructive life … and then sent them a heartfelt letter revealing the many reasons why they were so loved and admired.

To my client who imagined fulfilling artistic dreams … and then bravely followed through with a public exhibition and commissioned work.

To my client who felt trapped by a career choice … and then discovered changing employers brought relief and allowed them to fulfill their personal passion.

To my client who allowed their partner to diminish their self-worth … and then showed how capable they were of building their own self-esteem and modelling joy for their children.

Now, it’s my turn. Even as the ink is fresh on these pages I am facing new opportunities to be brave. In a world so infused with fear, there has never been a better time for each of us to find courage in the simple things … and the big things in our lives. If I do nothing else today, may I find the courage to do what I know is right for me. What about you?

How might your life be different if you had the courage to change?

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | July 12, 2023

I Am Entitled

The Oxford dictionary defines ‘entitled’ as “believing oneself to be inherently deserving of privileges or special treatment.” There is lots of conversation these days about people acting entitled. Even on our quiet little back road in Tobermory there is an animated discussion about the people who have helped themselves to our collection of painted rocks. Even if they are tucked into our mailbox stand it seems that some people think they can pick them up and take them home. A lot of us are incensed that while there are areas that throughout the pandemic encouraged people to gather painted rocks, we made an effort to provide enjoyment and laughter for everyone. But some people have felt ‘entitled’ to take multiple rocks to the point that we now have very few and the summer is just beginning. The ‘main’ artist is no longer willing to create interesting pieces knowing that they’ll be scooped up by people who feel ‘entitled’. (There could be a whole new blog on how we made assumptions about how people would view this gesture of community.)

I got to thinking about how I feel entitled because, of course, when I teach Shadow Work I can’t get far from my inquiry of ‘how am I like that in my life’. In Shadow Work there is a ‘light’ side and a ‘dark’ side to everything. I’ve worked this through with women at many retreats with the intention of helping us all be more compassionate towards ourselves and others. It’s good/okay to feel entitled … except when it’s not … and sometimes it’s not.

The dark side of entitlement is when we believe we have special privileges that others don’t or that we feel deserving of things that are not ours to own. An example I recently noticed was someone who parked in front of a building entrance blocking access for people because they were ‘in a hurry’ and didn’t want to wait for a parking spot closer to the building. This inconvenienced many people but when confronted by someone, they shrugged it off.

So, I do feel entitled and I’m willing to own that from the ‘light’ side of entitlement. I feel entitled to respect, consideration, compassion, empathy, love, support, kindness, understanding, joy, safety, security, fairness and probably lots of other things. And while I do feel entitled to all of these things, I also feel that everyone on this planet is entitled to the same thing. Of course, this is rooted in my belief that no matter how someone shows up in our world, including those whose acts of entitlement harm others, they are still entitled to the basic human needs that we all deserve.

How we treat each other is often a reflection of how we treat ourselves. Living in the shadow of the dark side of entitlement doesn’t build connection. Seeing each other, all others, as deserving of kindness and civility brings us together.

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | July 11, 2023

The Last Time

Snuggled beside my aunt in the backseat of the car she spoke softly, “I miss driving my car. The last time I drove it, I didn’t know it was going to be the last time.” Big sigh. Nobody knew it would be the last time and now we were being driven around for the last time with her through the small Nova Scotia villages she had introduced me to on our many visits. This was our good-bye trip as she faced, with so much uncertainty and emotion, the end of her life. It’s been five years and I can still feel and smell and taste that moment with her.

Sometimes we talked about what was inevitable, sometimes we reminisced, sometimes we acted as if nothing had changed. What struck me on the sad flight home when I knew I’d never see her again was the sharp contrast with how many ways I have missed ‘the last time’. There were people and places that meant so much to me and I rarely knew it would be the last time. I have an image etched into my heart and mind of my mother standing on her front porch as we drove away fourteen years ago. It was the last time and oddly enough, while there was no immediate indication that she would be gone in a few weeks, something in my soul told me to have that final, loving conversation with her and to keep watch as we rolled down the street.

We all celebrate people we love, extraordinary events and adventures through connection or travel or the simple life experience of our daily lives. In each of these are moments we want to cherish forever. As I print off the pictures of our recent vacation I know how much my husband and I will enjoy slowly going through them to remember the fun we had and the beautiful people who shared time with us. Just in case it was the last time … and I’m already planning the return trip … we will have these photographs to bring the memories back to life.

What do you want to embrace today just in case it’s the last time?

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | July 5, 2023

What A Hard Way To Live

That’s what I said in a recent conversation with a friend as she described the manipulation, lies and control that led to what her family felt was the very selfish behaviour of one sibling. She was distraught that his actions stole an estate meant to be shared and there was no apparent guilt or shame. My friend, like everyone who hears the details, was appalled. And I was too – for as long as it took for the shock to wear off and digest the ‘excitement’ of the unfolding drama. And then … I thought of this man, who evidence proved, had calculated his moves to undermine the original intent of the deceased loved one, and I heard my heart say ‘what a hard way to live’.

I thought of how awful it must be to make choices that destroy relationships and demand secrecy to hide information from others in order to get what you want at any cost. How it would feel to be looking over your shoulder to see who might be waiting to reveal your deceit, to never know if one day you will be stripped of your image in the world if ever the truth became public knowledge. Or how your health and wellbeing might always be compromised from the dread of meeting face to face with those you have wronged. And all the while holding your breath and lying even to yourself as you convince your children that you did nothing bad.

Its hard for me to imagine being so morally and ethically insensitive because my conscience is too overpowering. I have trouble even now living with mistakes I’ve made over the years (and there’s been many) while running from fear, anxiety and shame. I forgive myself over and over again when the memories come up of when I have cost someone else peace of mind or security in some way. The decades of living on the edge of drama set me up for all kinds of behaviour I regret. Forgiveness and atonement whenever I can is my pathway to inner peace.

It’s easy for me to see my poor judgement in comparison to this man’s actions and I wonder what happened to him that made him feel this was the right thing to do. When I read Dr. Bruce Perry’s book “What Happened To You” I felt a resonance with all I’ve studied these past 25 years, learning to see each of us as beautiful human beings struggling to feel safe in a world that sometimes feels dangerous. Left unchecked or to our own desperate devices we can be self-destructive and even worse, create miserable situations for others.

So I’m sad for this family that is dealing with this trauma and feeling so victimized. I’m sad that relationships that were already strained have now become ‘irretrievable’ in the siblings eyes. I’m sad that someone, somewhere, a long time ago didn’t realize the powerful role that making children feel safe and loved could play in how we live our lives. Maybe if we knew that, if this man and all of us knew that, then we could live more peacefully on a deep, cellular, heart space level.

Who in your life is ‘acting out’ and perhaps frantically searching for reassurance? How might you be a catalyst for healing an open wound? We are all called to serve the goodness of this world and those we share it with through kind thoughts, words and deeds. Today is a good day to help someone climb out of a dark hole of shame.

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | July 4, 2023

I’m Angry

Standing in front of the grocery store this morning an older man strolled up and chatted a bit. A few others were standing at a distance waiting for the store to open. The first man spotted a young person of colour wearing a Black Lives Matter shirt. He shouted at him, “All Lives Matter”. I was shocked.

The young person replied “Let’s not get political this early in the morning.” The older man said “Well, you started it by wearing that shirt.” The answer, “What’s wrong with a black man wearing a Black Lives Matter shirt.” From there, a few more exchanges. Myself, and another person walked over and quietly supported the young person. I added, “he doesn’t represent all of us who live here.”

Until I left the store several minutes later I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. And then I knew it was anger. I was angry at this person who would be so mean to humiliate or torment someone else. I was angry that the world is in such a state that this kind of abuse can happen at a quiet little grocery store in a tourist town. But I was mostly angry that I didn’t speak up against the attacker. And I wanted to.

My husband carries a quote in his wallet by Holocaust survivor Ellie Wiesel that says “I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides.” I didn’t take sides. I wish I had.

My instinct, which is my survival mechanism, was to stay quiet and invisible. Avoid danger. Avoid confrontation. Avoid anger. But now I carry the burden of not speaking up when it mattered. The patterns of behaviour that served me for so many years when I felt threatened by people and situations don’t serve me anymore. And they don’t send the message to others that I care. I can and will do better.

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | June 27, 2023

Speak With Integrity

My friend sent me a link to a podcast about keeping your word to yourself and others. It took me back decades to a beautiful little book called The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz. I loved the simple yet profound messages at that time and pulled it off my shelf to revisit the First Agreement: Be impeccable with your word. The Agreement states: “Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.”

Oh, does that land with me today. I can’t believe how easily I throw words around in casual conversation and then second guess myself later for saying something that perhaps didn’t need to be said or should not have been said. It’s not that I am railing angrily or viciously but sometimes I am saying things that have a subtle, underlying message I might not want to convey if I were paying attention.

An example was at breakfast with a friend when we chuckled with our very young server who insisted he didn’t need to write down our order. I said something along the lines of “oh to be young again”. After our conversation moved around we began discussing ageism and the negative impacts it has on our own lives. Suddenly I realized that while what I said was meant to be a joke it actually plays into the belief that with age, comes memory loss. Of course there could be merit to that but a blanket statement feeds a mindset that doesn’t serve a population already struggling for acceptance and respect. I am one of them and have felt the sting of being labelled ‘old’.

What does it matter? It erodes my integrity with myself. If I am saying these things then I am reinforcing them into my life. And what I want more than anything in a world that is often showing me where I don’t measure up is to have an inner voice of love, empathy and encouragement. Ultimately, I want the same for others so being kind and directing my words toward truth and love.

My intention is to pay attention, to listen more carefully to random statements I make in jest or otherwise that may be contributing to an unwanted stereotype or negative perception. Being impeccable with my word will help me align my thoughts and feelings with what I tell myself in my quietest moments and when I am sharing with others.

Posted by: Ms. Daryl Wood | June 24, 2023

Drama is Seductive

After weeks of planning we finally took our three week vacation to Canada’s East Coast. We saw amazing places like The Lost Villages Museum, Hopewell Rocks (pictured), The Bay of Fundy, The Bluenose in Lunenburg, wild lupines, lobster boats unloading, long stretches of beautiful sandy beaches, the Cape George lighthouse, the world’s longest covered bridge, a stunning garden of dozens of unique sculptures, Shediac’s giant lobster, the LaHave Bakery and so many other spectacular Ocean vistas.

We visited and were hosted by loving family and friends who embraced us warmly and shared happy times with us. And we ate delicious Maritime meals including seafood that can only be appreciated when freshly caught in local waters.

And the trip ended in Ottawa where I spent two days with an awesome team of dedicated staff learning the ins and outs of The Empowerment Dynamic to better manage drama in their workplace. Perfect conclusion of a busy, fun, exciting and adventurous road trip.

So why is it that every conversation I have had reflecting on our epic journey has had a disproportionate amount of time spent talking about the out of control wildfires. Yes, they impacted our trip. Yes, it was frightening to be so close and see water bombers overhead. Yes, it was heart wrenching to the see the strain on the faces of our hosts and their local community. I have such deep respect and admiration for the thousands of workers and volunteers who tirelessly fought back against multiple raging infernos.

And I’ve noticed how easy I slipped into the drama of the moment, that there was an obvious imbalance in the sharing of stories that could have given a better overview of our experience. Out of control wildfires are very dramatic and deserve attention. I recognized how I was sensationalizing this relatively minor aspect of our trip. Of course we would be asked about the fires (and we always were) but there was so much more to the story. So now I want a ‘do over’.

I teach people the First Vital Question in the TED* work is ‘Where are you putting your focus?” Drama is so seductive. It got attention and reaction. There was suspense and intrigue. It was real and raw. And it hijacked the opportunity (especially during our daughter’s visit) to highlight some of the fantastic places we visited and very special people we enjoyed.

I can make lots of excuses (some of which are valid) for my behaviour. I was VERY tired and my self-care had been seriously lacking. And the truth is also that drama is seductive. It was so easy for me to jump on the bandwagon of drama that built anxiety and heightened emotional reactions. Admittedly, I can’t teach the TED* work without living it. So here I am, ready for the next person to ask ‘How was your trip?” They will hear about the many, many things that worked well and all the precious memories we made. AND how humbled we were by the people who courageously faced life threatening challenges.

Pay attention to the impulse to be seduced by drama. You have a choice.

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